Jungkook collapsed onto his back beside her, chest heaving. The sweat cooling on his skin made him shiver. Tae turned her head on the pillow—his eyelashes cast shadows on sharp cheekbones in the faint moonlight.
"Don't go," she whispered when he shifted to rise. Her fingers curled around his bicep, nails leaving half-moons in the taut muscle.




















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