Ch. 14
Stockholm Syndromeht was much like the night before except I was the one who fell asleep.
I flinched occasionally during gory scenes and I could see the thoughtful smile on his face.
Taehyung turned off the television once he saw my eyes closing. At the time I wanted to tell him it was okay to keep watching the show, but I just mumbled incoherent words.
I got more comfortable and Taehyung got up from his side of the bed and walked around to face me. I felt him kiss my forehead, and then my nose, and then my lips. I kept my eyes shut as he got up and turned to leave but my hand reached out to grab his.
"Wait." I said tiredly. "Stay?"
I dont know what exactly came over me. Maybe it was the fact that I was tired and didn't want to be alone, though I pushed the thought away repeating how it was for my plan to get out.
I couldn't see Taehyung's expression but I know he hesitated. It took some time before he let go of my hand and crawled back into the bed. His arms wrapped officially over my body in a hug before I dozed off into a nice sleep.
The next morning, I woke up confused. I was laying on his bare chest which meant at some point in the night I moved over. My cheeks burned upon realizing his arms were hooked around my waist tightly.
Quickly and stealthily I snuck out of his grasp panting from the amount of effort it took. Once I caught my breath, I looked down at his sleeping figure and a small smile reached my lips. He stayed because I asked him too.
I tried to move quietly into the bathroom and I closed the door doing my business hoping he didn't wake up. I took a brisk shower and when I opened the curtain, Taehyung was there with a toothbrush in his mouth, and I quickly closed the curtain.
", I didn't- I thought you were asleep." I flushed velvet from the embarrassing thought that he had seen me . He washed his mouth out and handed me a towel which I took covering my lower half, without even bothering to dry the higher portion of my body. I opened the curtains yet again to see Taehyung with an amused expression.
"I told you didn't have to hide from me. Your body really is beautiful."
I walked past him straight into the bedroom ignoring the searing pain into my cheeks from trying to hide from blushing for a different reason besides embarrassment.
I got to the bag of clothes to find it empty.
"Oh. Um.. I put your clothes in the washing machine while u were showering."
I pouted and sat back against the wall.
"B-but, I can get some of my clothes for you " He left and came back with an oversized sweat shirt and some gym shorts.
I stared at him.
"What?"
I sighed. "Aren't you going to turn around? How am I supposed to change?"
He chuckled but handed me the clothes turning around. With his back turned, I quickly pulled off the towel and changed folding my arms.
"Don't you have work?"
He smiled at me. "No I'm off today
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