He adjusted the pillow and fluffed it up a bit before finally resting his head in it. He pulled the blankets up and snuggled into it before his hand tiredly reached for the remote to dim the lights. The little modern chandelier looking thing above him dimmed a little and only emitted a gentle warm glow while his surroundings were pitch black.
The faint drumming of the rain along with the light unnoticeable ticking of the gigantic clock in his living room were just like a lullaby that eventually lulled him into the dreamland. His eyes fluttered close and the last thing he saw before drifting off was the blurry image of the moon outside his window.
To say, Taehyung got the best sleep in his life in that couch.
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Morning arrived and the lights screamed at Taehyung's eyelids which led him to eventually crack them open. His whole body was sore even if he felt quite fresh. He couldn't feel one of his legs as it was dangling off the couch the whole time and there was an excruciating pain in the area of his shoulder blade. His face felt like it was rubbed aggressively on a grater because of the pricking sensation of the coarse fibre of the couch.
A deep yawn cut through the silence as Taehyung cracked his knuckles and twisted and turned his head around. A sound of satisfaction escaped his lips when he heard the bones of his spine and pelvic bone crackling when he stood up and stretched his stiff limbs a bit.
He walked into his kitchen to grab a glass of water when his gaze stopped on a sticky note stuck on his fridge. The neat and familiar handwriting made Taehyung roll his eyes as he advanced towards it before picking it up.
Dressed her and made breakfast for the both of you. It's in the refrigerator, heat it up before you eat and don't forget to report this to Joon later!
With all due respect, I hate you
Your splendacious sister <3
His eyes danced between the words as he let the words sink in into his mind. Just as he was about to sigh, an ear-splitting shriek resonated through the vacant house. Startled, he turned around to find the door of the guest room, shaking vigorously. Approaching the door cautiously, Taehyung placed his firm grip on the one side and pressed the door open with a click.
Out came a lady tumbling and stumbling over her own feet which caused her to fall flat on the ground. Taehyung was too stunned to speak, the shock was evident in his expressions at the incident that occured just now. He just blinked innocently at the lady who had now leaned against the back of the couch, rubbing her red nose.
Taehyung made no effort to help her as the lady got up with the support of the floor and dusted off her clothes. She rubbed her butt with a scowl and eradicated all strands of hair away from her face. Till now, she hadn't noticed the presence of another human in the room and went about soothing the throbbing pain in her nose and butt.
"Are you okay?"
Taehyung finally initiated a conversation which caused her to jolt in surprise. She was ogling at him like he was some kind of an alien of having asked such bizarre question to her.
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A Tweak In Time (KTH) •Ongoing•
Fanfiction"I'm the soon-to-be wife of the ninth emperor of the Joseon Dynasty." "For fuck's sake, cosplayers would be the death of me." _ In which Taehyung is struggling to handle a very distressed lady who claims that she's a Princess from the 1500's _ STAR...
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