I thought before moving to next chapter we should know how Taehyung's days passed.
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How his life is changed.
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And how he is living and how he is feeling.
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So let's see.
Taehyung
I’d been here a week and was already bored out of my mind.
Taehyung
Taehyung
Jungkook wouldn’t let me go anywhere without him, and when we did leave, it was only to his office building.
Taehyung
*sigh"
Taehyung
I’d sit around doing nothing while he handled endless stacks of paperwork.
Taehyung
I missed working, going out afterward, and feeling like my life was my own. Instead, I felt like a prisoner in a gilded cage.
Taehyung
Taehyung
Though, I had to admit, there was one silver lining: I didn’t have to see my mother or her dreadful husband. As far as I was concerned, I’d take being here over dealing with them any day. Still, this situation was far from ideal. 🙄🙄
Taehyung
I ate dinner with Jungkook every night now. Not by choice—he insisted. And though I’d never admit it, I didn’t hate it as much as I thought I would.
Taehyung
He’d been nothing but kind since I came to live with him. We didn’t have many conversations, but the few we did were surprisingly pleasant.
Taehyung
I’d even learned a couple of things about him: he was a ridiculously messy eater, he had a soft spot for Korean fried chicken, and he loved old-school Motown music.
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someone is falling😏😏
Taehyung
The penthouse was constantly filled with it. He was also a increadible singer. That last fact amused me more than it should have.
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