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Apparently Daehyun knew more about our surroundings than he said.
The agent had successfully managed to make passionate love to me (I'm still a bit shaken from that), and find our way out of the forest. It turns out that we weren't as far away from civilization as we thought.
Luckily one of the customers inside the gas station we went to was willing to give up his car. I figured it was because we looked pathetic and homeless. Daehyun said it was because his muscles were intimidating. (Yeah, right.)
"We're almost there, Jae, I promise." Daehyun reached over to grab my hand, lacing our fingers together. "The Matoki made a big mistake by holding you prisoner so close to their headquarters. His boss will kill him for his clumsiness before we even get to him, if we're lucky."
"Yeah, well, keep both of your hands on the wheel please. I don't want to have another near death experience from you crashing the car." I grumbled, leaning my head against the window and looked out at the passing trees.
He retracted his hand, chuckling. "Whoa there. What's got your panties in a twist?"
"Oh nothing, Dae." I rolled my eyes. "We only just had sex in a forest. Nothing's wrong about that, right?"
"Hey, you didn't stop me. And judging by how loud you screamed my name, I'm guessing that you enjoyed it as much as I-"
"YAH!" I screeched, covering my ears. "I was there! I know what happened!"
"So, then what's the problem?" Daehyun furrowed his eyebrows.
"I just...I don't know how to describe it." I paused, searching desperately for words to explain what I was feeling. "I figured that once you had a taste of me, you'd realize that I wasn't good enough and leave me. It's stupid, I'm sorry."
"Jae! How could you say that? After everything we've been through? After everything I said to you?" His voice sounded strained as if he was holding back tears, and I dared not to look at him in fear of seeing his facial expression.
"Listen, baby." He continued. "I know how hard it must be to live with the fact that you were sexually abused. I get it, trust me I do. But you have to let it go. If you don't we'll never be able to make love again-"
"That's all you care about, Daehyun? Whether or not you'll be able to have a fuck buddy?" I was beyond furious. "Nice. Real nice. I'm done."
"No, Jae! I didn't mean it like that- YOUNGJAE!"
While the car was still moving, I opened the door and jumped out.
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As soon as I opened my eyes, I was met with a very attractive male's face right in front of mine.
"YAH!" I scrambled away and tried to regain my breathing. "Do you mind?" I asked, annoyed.
He frowned. "What were you thinking, Youngjae? You could've died!"
"What?" I looked at him quizzically. "Who's Youngjae? But more importantly, who are you?"
The man blinked. "You don't remember?" He dropped his eyes to the ground and fiddles with his thumbs. "You must've hit your head pretty hard when you jumped out of the car."
"Excuse me, I did what?!" I gaped.
He shook his head. "Never mind that. We don't have time for this." The male stood up and grabbed my hand, dragging me over to the parked car nearby.
"Wait!" I squeaked. "I don't even know you! Why should I get in a car with a stranger?!"
"My name is Daehyun." He sighed. "Now let's go!"
I grumbled, reluctantly strapping my seatbelt on before Daehyun stepped on the gas, speeding ahead. Luckily, the leather strap was holding me back, or else I would've gone headfirst out of the windshield.
"Yah! Do you even know how to drive?! You're gonna kill is both!" I complained, glaring over at the other male.
Daehyun rolled his eyes. "Sheesh, even when you don't have your memory and know who I am, you still nag me about my driving skills."
"Yeah, well, you're "skills" definitely need to be improved. Either that or let me drive."
"As if you even know where we're going! I'n surprised that you haven't even asked about that yet." He looked over to meet my gaze. "Aren't you wondering where the serial killer is taking you?" Daehyun snickered.
"Is that sarcasm I detect?" I scoffed & crossed my arms. "Yeah, I guess I'm a little curious, now that you've brought it to my attention. Although, I have a feeling that no matter how much I try to talk you out of taking me there, you're gonna do it anyways."
A grin formed on the handsome male's lips, his eyes forming into beautiful crescents. "That's true. I'm gonna do it either way!"
"I figured."
"Well, we're going to Matoki Headquarters." I opened my mouth, but was silenced when he put his hand up to stop me from speaking. "I know you don't know what it is, but hopefully something there will help trigger your memory to come back."
"I hope it does." I responded, shutting my eyes to try to extinguish the headache I had and fall asleep.
Luckily, it worked.
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I awoke to a soft poke to my arm and a quiet, yet sexy voice.
"Youngjae?"
"Mmm...?" I mumbled, opening my eyes and rubbed them cutely.
Daehyun smiled brightly. "Ah, good. You're not dead."
"I'm not dead? That's a really nice alternate for "goodmorning"." I yawned and stretched my arms over my head. "So are we at the Mashoki Headquarters, or whatever, yet? Cause I really have to pee...and I'm starving."
"Matoki," Daehyun corrected, earning an eyeroll from me. "And yes, we are, but unfortunately for you, there's not gonna be a bathroom or a food court."
"What the hell?" I groaned. "What kind of place doesn't have the neccessities of life?! I mean, really..."
Daehyun chuckled and pushed open his car door, hurrying over to pull mine open for me.
"Thanks," I blushed and stepped out.
He wove our fingers together and squeezed my hand, walking to the trunk and lifted it up.
I gasped when I saw what was inside. "Guns?! Just what the hell are we doing exactly?"
"I'll explain later," Daehyun handed me a handgun and took two pistols for himself. "Right now, all I want you to do is shoot everything that's not me, okay? Can you handle that?"
"Well, you're kinda throwing a lot at me right now, but yeah, I'm good." I fingered the gun's trigger and followed Daehyun to the front door of the massive castle.
Daehyun heaved the creaky door open, and we gave each other one last look before stepping into the darkness.

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