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“Why did you bring me here?” Taehyung asks, heart racing. There is no one else. They are utterly alone.

“It’s your birthday. Happy birthday.” Namjoon follows him, one even step for every two or three of Taehyung’s stuttered gait. His foot breaks over the threshold - he might fall if he couldn’t catch himself on the doorframe as he goes.

Namjoon calmly follows, not even blinking. Following.

Herding.

Aptly, Taehyung runs until he falls into a bed. “I can’t do this with you.” Namjoon, blocking the frame of a bedroom now, only tilts his head.

“We’re not doing anything.”

“Then why are you in bed with me?” The alpha leans over him, not touching any part of him, just hovering on all fours. Taehyung, flat on his back, cannot remember to breathe or how he could let any of this happen.