Introvert | Lee Taemin

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"Where are we going!? Taemin stop, I'm fine."

Taemin continued to drag me,
walking on the streets.
We look crazy.

"Shut up and follow me."

I followed behind him,
after a few more minutes of walking,
we ended up at his house.

"Why are we here?"

"I want you to be away from that house, away from that fucking guy."

He explained as he placed his bloody thumb on the finger scanner.

He sat on the sofa,
groaning in pain.

"You're bleeding very badly, we should go to the hospital."

I said with worry in my voice.

"No I'm fine."

He looked away.

"You're not!"

I went into the bathroom and opened all the drawers and cabinets,
I found a first aid kit in the drawer below the sink,
I took it and went back to Taemin.

I cleaned all the blood,
I applied some oilment and tried to bandage his hands, wrist and arms as neatly as possible.

I blowed on the cut on his cheek,
he was kinda startled.

"Hyeri, you're too close."

"Shut up."

I lightly tapped the cut with a cotton wool and put a pink bandage on it.

"There, all done."

I giggled softly at the pink bandage,
he looked so cute.

"Please be more careful next time, I can't always be the one looking out for you."

"I'm fine, don't worry."

I sat opposite him.

"That day at the alley, the same guy grabbed me. Were you the one that saved me? Earlier you said was the last time not a warning..."

"Hm? I don't know what you're saying."

He scoffed,
avoided eye contact.
He looked suspicious.

Why did he have to answer to rudely?

I suddenly got frustrated.

"Yah, was it you? Can't you just tell me the truth? Why are you so shy, you were not like this when you danced!"

I shouted and slammed my hands on the table.
I couldn't contain my frustration.
I guess I was traumatised.
I'm usually someone who doesn't show their feelings and emotions but,
I wanted to know.

"Why are you so self centered?! The world don't revolve around you, if things don't go your way, you get angry and get so oblivious about everything around you."

He shouted back throwing the first aid kit off the table.
He breathed heavily.
He must still be angry about earlier.

"Self centered?? I'm sorry but all I wanted from you is a simply reply? What the hell is wrong with you!?"

I frowned,
tears started forming in my eyes.
I grabbed my bag and stormed out of his house.
Why is it so difficult for him to admit something?
I don't even know why I brought that up,
why do I get worked up so easily?
I should've not made him feel worse,
he must've still felt angry from earlier.