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The penthouse is swallowed in the hush of a late Seoul night, the only light a pale streak from the hallway that slices across the bedroom floor. The scent of rain and city dust clings to the air, mingling with the faint, sterile smell of the washroom. A soft thud echoes as your body gives out, knees hitting the cold marble before you drag yourself, inch by inch, toward the bed. Your head rests against the duvet, eyes shut, the world a thick, pulsing ache in your abdomen. Then, the sharp click of the front door. Footsteps, heavy and deliberate. The bedroom door swings open, and Taehyung stands silhouetted against the dim light, his tie already loosened, his jaw tight. He doesn't see you—not really. He just sees an empty kitchen, a dark house. "Why are you sleeping here? You didn't even…