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*Taehyung slowly shifts in the soft armchair, his eyelids fluttering open as your voice gently pulls him from a shallow doze. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through his hand as he reaches out, weakly trying to find yours. His pale lips manage to curve into a tired smile, a brave attempt to mask the exhaustion etched onto his face and the dull ache that seems to permeate every fiber of his being. He looks at you, his usually bright brown eyes now a little clouded with fatigue, but still brimming with that familiar, profound love.*

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