for you ❥ vrene

37: I Hate You

Irene's POV

I can't believe he's actually not slowing down. Well he can't blame me for being the reason on how he got deaf, as I am currently screaming on the top of my lungs, with my eyes closed behind him.

I wouldn't be as uncomfortable if he let me put my hands where I wanted them. And where I want them is on his thighs-

I mean my thighs, as in my lap. Yes, MINE. Not his, MINE.

God I hate him so much.

I suddenly heard him clear his throat, which doesn't make sense as I could hear the smallest sound. It should be loud as we're going 230 kilometers and hour. Out of curiosity, I had to open my eyes.

We reached our base. The engine of the ATV was off. We had stopped moving. I was sitting there for a good two minutes screaming with my eyes closed, holding on tight to him.

Pabo Joohyun!

The worse thing is that I was distracted by thinking of him.

I stopped screaming, and unwrapped my arms from his waist, clearing my throat  to play it off cool.

"No matter how hard you try, you're only going to look stupid." He said.

"Shut up." I shot back.

We just sat there in silence for a while. Probably thinking about how we could make the mood light and not awkward. Maybe he was thinking about how he should've taken it slow. That was pure torture he made me experience for the past 20 minutes.

"Irene." He said while sighing a bit.

"Yeah?" I asked politely hoping he was going to apologize like a normal human being.

"Will you get off now?"

What the fuck did he just say?

"What?"

"Get off of the ATV so I can get off and actually do something productive unlike you who just sits there and does nothing."

Ignoring his insult, I looked at our seating position. He needed to swing his leg over the seat, where I was sitting.

He's only making me look stupid today.

My face turned red as I was embarrassed for all of dumb remarks I have made in the past two hours. Nothing goes right when I'm with him. I slowly get off the ATV and awkwardly stand there with my head down, waiting for him to say something.

"Irene."

"Yeah?"

"Can you unload the luggage while I set up the tent?"

"Sure." I said, about to start.

"Make sure you don't be stupid... but wait that's impossible for you."

"Yah Kim Taehyung!!!! You jerk! You asshole! Do you have to hate everything about me?!"

"Yes. It's my passion, pabo."

I left the luggage and stomped behind him.

"What else do you hate about me? Tell me everything so I can-"

He abruptly turned around to face me causing us to bump into each other. He started to take the tent poles out of the bag of supplies.

"I hate you following me, talking to me, looking at me, breathing and existing." He said throwing another pole, harshly into the sand, making me flinch.

"I especially hate how close we are right now." He said. We were only a couple of centimeters apart. It was making eye contact between my warm and watery eyes, with his cold and icy ones.