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WITH the room void of any sound except for the soft whirring of the fan and light breathing, Taehyung realizes how much he hated silence at times when he'd like for sound to be there the most.
Hands wringing together in evident anxiety and a seed of blooming regret, Taehyung keeps his head downward, gaze lifted only slightly to peer at the leader through his lashes and bangs that were getting just a bit too long.
"Y-yeah." Namjoon finally answers, his voice cracking. He clears his throat and sets his phone to the side, the lit screen turning off into a black one. "Yeah, come here." He says more clearly with a bit of a nod.
At the response, Taehyung bites the inside of his cheek and blows out a breath as though he'd been holding it for quite some time.
Still a bit apprehensive, he carefully pushes himself up into a standing position and hauls a pillow off his bed.
Once he draws near enough, he slowly climbs onto the mattress, his weight causing it to dip even further because Namjoon was on the same side as him.
But before the leader can scoot to the side to allow for the younger to properly get on, he's stopped from doing so.
"I want to be on that side." The younger informs quietly as he points to the empty area, wanting to lie down next to the wall.
Namjoon stares at the involuntary pout on Taehyung's lips before his gaze flits upwards to his eyes, nodding wordlessly once again.
As the silver-haired male climbs over Namjoon's legs, he places his pillow right beside the older and purses his lips in concentration, bunching it up and adjusting the pillow cover to make it look and feel as fluffy as possible.
It isn't until quite a lengthy minute of 'fluffing' that the leader eventually realizes that Taehyung was not actually unsatisfied with the way his pillow felt, rather, he was trying to busy himself with something to evade speaking.
So, Namjoon deliberately pulls the blanket off his body and straightens, scooting until his back is leaning against the wall. When Taehyung sees the abrupt shift, his hands belatedly cease in their aimless movement.
"Do you want to go to sleep right now?" Namjoon asks softly, his eyes observant when the younger also turns to face the leader. Just when he thinks the younger will speak, he begins to play with the blanket instead.
"How about talk, then, huh? Seems like we need to do that anyway." He continues, his head tilting as Taehyung pinches the blanket between his fingers. He eventually nods even though his gaze was still downward.
"Okay." The leader exhales and crosses his legs. "Let's start with my apology, yeah?"
At this, Taehyung slowly looks up at Namjoon, finally making eye contact for the first time.
