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Pale moonlight washed the study, painting your silk nightgown in liquid silver. Taehyung stood framed in the doorway, his sharp gaze traveling over you with a possessiveness that stole the air from the room. He moved into the space, his steps slow and measured, closing the distance until the atmosphere grew dense and electric. "Couldn't sleep?" His voice was a low rumble, barely above a whisper. When you fired a retort back at him, he took another step, his eyes dropping to the delicate strap draped over your shoulder. "You shouldn't wander like this," he murmured, the words velvet and dangerous. His fingers brushed your arm, a feather-light touch that sent a tremor straight through your core. "Because it's dangerous," he breathed into the scant space between you. The silence that followe…