ACE [hiatus]

• Three •

"Care to explain what that was about?" I harshly inquire, eyeing the long haired boy.

He looked around before answering my question.
"No, I'm fine. I don't care to explain something that you don't need to understand."

"Oh, I don't need to know now?"

"You never needed to," he cleverly answered. "Now stop messing around, I wanna show you something."

Slightly obeying, I kept quiet and followed him.

"You're probably wondering where I'm taking you," he stated after aimlessly walking around for a few minutes.

"Yes, that has crossed my mind. It seems like we're simply walking around in circles."

"Because we are," Taemin confirmed, snickering.

"What?" I shrieked.

"I'm trying to think of beautiful places to bring you, but I can't."

"Okay, okay. Take me to some shopping centers," I request while crossing my arms. His walking came to a halt.

"I'm not your boyfriend," he snaps. "I'm not taking you shopping, and I'm definitely not carrying your bags."

"You wouldn't carry my bags?"

"Hell no," he states.

"Wow, you would really be a terrible boyfriend. What kind of man doesn't-"

"Shh," he hushes while grabbing my hand and pulling me along.

"Where are you-"

"I said shut up!" He cuts in, covering my mouth with his other hand.

Taemin guided me to and building, signaling for me to crouch down. I pull his hand from my face, and do as I'm told. He kneels next to me, letting his eyes scan the entire area.

"Can I speak?" I inquire.

"You can whisper," he says in a soft voice.

"Okay," I mumble.

But his eyes never stopped flickering around.
I also began looking around, but there was nothing unusual. There was many people walking around, yet nothing seemed suspicious.

I couldn't stand the curiosity any longer. I need to ask Taemin why so suddenly he pulled me to hide in a corner. 

"Who are we looking for?" I inquire through a whisper, still scanning the streets.

"No one," Taemin whispered back.

"Come on," I plead. "You can tell me."

"Really," he conceals a laugh. "We're not looking for anyone."

"Serious?" I squeak, abruptly standing up to tower over the boy.

"Yeah," he states will endless laughter.

"I'm considering the detention now," I say, picking at my nails.

Slowly, he stands up and brushes off his clothes.
I observed his shaggy hair. It's so messy, yet it seems to fall perfectly into place. His thick lips were always moist, and never chapped.

It's not like I've known him for a long time, but I feel like I've figured out his features.
As for his character, I think it's something I will never figure out.

Lee Taemin is the type of person that doesn't want people to know everything about him.

And I can relate.
Throughout the years, I haven't shown all of myself to anyone. Not even my closest friends know everything about me.