A.L.B.D⁴

. .
Taehyung looked around and finally let something out of his mouth which was not expected.
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
Don't worry ma'am or sir I'm not using this bed.◉⁠‿⁠◉
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
I'll just rest in that couch over their, so please don't kill me(⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)
He removed the dust from the couch and removed his overcoat.
He was ready to sleep when his eyes caught something.
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
What's that?
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
"No I shouldn't touch something that don't belong to me"
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
"But still what if it's something precious"(⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)
He stood, stepping lightly toward it. A black, polished box sat wedged between two rotting books. Smooth. Untouched by dust. Almost humming under his fingertips.
Curious, Taehyung reached out and brushed the box with his hand.
A sudden gust of wind burst through the window behind him, though the air outside had been still. The chandelier above flickered. The box gave a faint hum—nothing loud, just a vibration that climbed into his bones—and then… silence.
Taehyung froze.
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
What the hell.......?
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
Did something happen.
But everything looked the same. Nothing moved. No figures. No whispers. No ghosts. Just stillness.
He blinked.
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
Get a grip baby.
He pat his chest.
Kim Taehyung
Kim Taehyung
You must be tired from all the running.
Still holding the strange box, he returned to the sofa and placed it on the small side table beside him. He pulled his blanket over himself, gaze lingering on the object.
Moments later, sleep claimed him.
. .
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