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You stepped into 'your' room closing the door shut not talking to that arrogant jerk on the other side.

As you turned to your bed you saw a white nightdress with a cute pink bunny on it laying on your bed.

You hesistantly wore it and climbed onto the bed. You checked your phone with the hope that your mom wrote you any messages that'll ensure your rescue, but guess what. She didn't even wrote a simple 'good night'.

What a nice mom I have.

You thought disappointed.

You closed your phone and cuddled into the soft pillows.

Well, good night then.

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You pressed your body into the sheets. Petrified.

The thunder outside was growling, calling for you. Remembering you.

You were afraid of thunder ever since you followed your beloved dog into the garden during a thunderstorm.

You lost him when you ran over the empty street crying and lost.

At that day you almost got hit by a car. The driver could luckily stop just before the crying little girl who sat totally helpless on the street got under his car.

The thunder remembers you of the shock though you're already over it. The emotions keep coming back.

When the next thunder growled outside you shrieked terrified. No one was there to comfort you in this big cold house.

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Taehyung POV

Taehyung walked past her room, when he heard her voice.

Is she crying ?
That's impossible, I never thought she could even be able to...

But there it was again.
This urge of protecting her of whatever it was she was afraid of.

He opened the door slightly and peaked inside her room.

After his eyes got used to the darkness he saw her. Cuddled into the messed up bed sheets. Her petite figure seemed so helpless yet fragile. She was afraid of the thunderstorm outside...

He gulped because he knew what he was about to do next.

Taehyung closed the door behind him and climbed on her bed carefully.

He started caressing her hair on a calming way, not really knowing what he was doing.

That wasn't typical for him. Not at all.

He would act all cold and repellent towards people, especially those he just knew for a few weeks. He didn't just opened up at people and comforted  them. He wasn't that kind of person.

Y/N...
What are you doing to me ?

Taehyung kept on caressing her head and supported himself on the mattress with the elbow of his other arm. She was so warm almost feverish. He felt that she relaxed under his touch and looked down at her relieved, as  she rolled around so that her face was merely inches away from his.

He studied her profile scanning every inch of her now peaceful sleeping face with his eyes.

"Taetae..." She mumbled with a hoarse sleepy voice.

He got all soft hearing is childish nickname from her mouth.

Butterflys started to fly around in his stomach having the time of their lifes while he felt so...dizzy.

"G-good night princess." He said awkwardly and got up from the bed with shaking legs.

What was she doing to him?

Was she the one making him feel?

Was she the one making him finally feel something after...after his mother?

He left her room with his heart racing like crazy. Her voice saying his cute nickname echoed in his ears.

He stumbled through the corridors to his room, highly irritadet from this warm feeling in his stomach.

Taehyung got into his room closing his door and slided down on it tired.

When he stood up and plopped down on his bed he breathed heavily.

Was he sick?

Because of you Y/N

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