"If we are together, then even this endless maze is paradise."
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Lost in life and needing a change of pace, Audaire Wilson came to Seoul, South Korea to teach English. Then, one night, after having her heart broken at a BTS concert, seven men come...
"Hey, do you want to grab a bite before practice?" Beck asks me, taking her cell phone off of the charger. "Justin won't shut up about that damn breakfast burrito."
Today is the final rehearsal prior to shooting the music video. We're going to Sepulveda Dam to get all of the spacing and formations in check. In a way, I'm kind of looking forward to being done with this. Now, don't get me wrong. I love spending time with the boys and getting to experience new things. But I'm so worn out. This dancer stuff just isn't for me anymore; that ship sailed after high school. I don't know how the members do this nearly every day and still manage to have a smile on their faces. Never once have I heard a complaint. They're truly fond of what they do. It's admirable.
And insanely sexy.
"No," I begin to reply, "I don't eat much in the morning. I'll probably have something small, like a granola bar."
"I'll catch you on set then. Later!"
I tell her goodbye and wait a bit to make sure she is gone. When I sense the coast is clear, I walk over to Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook's hotel room. I told the maknae line that I'd eat breakfast with them and I want to keep my promise.
I softly tap on the door as to not spook the three men and Jimin answers. His cheeks and eyes are a tad puffy from his slumber; however, he's immensely handsome despite this.
"Morning, Jimin!" I beam.
"Good morning," he murmurs in response, still half asleep.
I enter their room, Jungkook greeting me with a wide grin. "Noona!"
He's partially naked with only a pair of tight joggers hugging his legs. His toned muscles glisten with water from his shower and his wet hair drips onto his shoulders.
Shit, am I drooling?
"I hope you're hungry," I say after dismissing my horny thoughts. "There's a lot of food coming."
"You know I can always eat," Jungkook winks.
Fuck, is it hot in here or am I blushing?
"And maybe the smell of bacon will wake Hyung up," he continues.
I glance at the bed, spotting the sleeping beauty. Taehyung looks so peaceful. His bottom lip is slightly protruding, adding to his overall cuteness. I smooth his hair in the same manner I had done the first night we met. "Tae, baby? It's time to get up."
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Taehyung stirs, mumbling something incoherent. He smacks his lips a bit before stretching out like a starfish. A few seconds later, he gazes at me with glassy eyes, then wraps his arms around my neck, pulling me into the bed. I rest my head on top of his chest. I lie there, listening to the sound of his heartbeat. It's slow, yet steady. I find it comforting to know that he exists in this moment with me.
