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Kiara's pov

I could sense something

I tried to brush it away and cuddled with a soft pillow but the feeling seems to nag me even more when I tried to ignore it.

I furrowed my eyebrows in my sleep and growled inwardly

I slowly opened my eyes and nearly cursed when I'm face to face with Kim freaking Taehyung

My arms are wrapped around him and so was his in mine.

In that moment I remembered what Jungkook told me before we went to bed,

"Be careful Kiara, Tae here loves to hug people in his sleep"

I cursed myself for brushing what he said,

I faced the man before me again.

My insides started to churn, an unfamiliar feeling reeling inside my stomach

We're so close

I ignored the heat on my face as I tried to get his hands off of me.

"Finally" I whispered more to myself, as I was finally free from his embrace

I slowly stood up and walked to where my gut was telling me to go

A few steps from where we were I heard a shuffle before a deep husky voice made me stop,

"Where are you going?"

fuck, his voice is even deeper right now

I bit my lip and hesitantly looked back to see Taehyung, groggily rubbing his eyes

His hair was messy, eyes hooded as he stared at me,

he still looks good. Must be nice to have such genes

"Well?" He asked, raising one of his brow

fvck.

I gulped and laughed nervously, "I couldn't sleep"

"Why?"

Should I tell him?

My eyes observed the man in front of me, contemplating

He was still looking at me,

"I just.. I sense something odd"

"What do you mean?"

"I just feel like something's wrong but I don't know what"

He hummed and ruffled his hair, standing up and walking towards me

I backed away, eyes widening as he neared me

"W-what—"

"Let's get some glass of water" He said, before grabbing my wrist and pulling me down to the kitchen

I bit my lip as I tried to calm my nerves

His touch was hot against my skin as I observed his figure from the back

When we finally arrived, he let go of my wrist and stood there, dumbfounded

My skin felt cold when he let go. I was about to ask him what made him stop, before my eyes landed on the kitchen

Multiple bottles of water was scattered to the floor.

The fridge was left open, and some of the food inside was messily scattered as if someone was trying to find something inside.

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