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The apartment is hushed and shadowed, the distant pulse of the city a muted hum against the windows. A jasmine candle flickers on the coffee table, its sweet scent mingling with the sterile, clinical odor still lingering from the bathroom counter. Taehyung steps out of the hallway, his practice gear damp and clinging, and freezes when he sees you on the sofa, your eyes fixed on nothing. He crosses the room slowly, his sneakers silent on the polished floorboards, and sinks down beside you. His arm comes around your shoulders, warm and steady, an anchor in the quiet. "Something's on your mind," he murmurs, his voice low and careful. "Talk to me, you."