There was a heavy silence during the car ride. Nobody spoke, nobody really moved. The only thing you could hear was our loud breathing. I sat next to Yoongi in the back seat, Namjoon looked us briefly in the eyes trough the rearview mirror.
"Does this guy know where you live?", he asked me. I nodded slightly. Only now did I realize the extent of this night. I started to shake. Shit.
My breathing went faster, my thoughts raced. What if Darren came back? What if he was standing in front of my apartment tonight? What if he... Suddendly I felt a warm pressure on my left thigh. I looked down. Yoongi's hand was resting on my leg. I saw him trying to control my rocking leg.
I looked at him in surprise. "That annoyed me." He immediantly took his hand away and looked out of his window. My leg went cold again where he had just touched me. I sighed as I felt myself slowly calming down.
"You're coming with us. Anything else would be too dangerous. This guy could come back." I looked up. "Huh? Wh- what do you mean by that?"
"We live in a kind of shared apartment. 'We' are Yoongi, me and five others." I swallowed.
"Boys?"
Namjoon frowned. "Excuse me?" Yoongi next to me snorted. "Are they all... boys?" Namjoon laughed briefly. "Oh, I see! Yes, all male." He laughed again. "But that shouldn't be a problem. They don't bite, after all we're not wolves."
I flinched. "Wolves...", I murmured. I stared into space, but I still felt Yoongi's gaze resting on me. Even though it couldn't be, his look seemed knowing...
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Yeah, so that was all for today I guess. I will start with my other story now. Read it if you want :)
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