You quickly snatched the shirt out of Taehyung's hands, your face burning with embarrassment. He shouldn't have found this-the nest you built out of his stolen clothes and bedding. You've been slowly accumulating them for a week, driven by a force you didn't understand. It's not your fault that his scent intoxicated you so much.

"......" Taehyung silently looked at you. You lowered your eyes to the ground. If he wanted to get his stolen things back, he would have to fight you for it.