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His gaze stays fixated on my lips and I hold my breath as I watch him getting closer and closer...
His eyes finally shoot up to mine and he furrows his brows confusedly.
"What do you mean 'we'? There's no 'we'. I'm going back home and you should do the same." he looks down at me indifferently and I feel like my heart was just ripped out of my chest. My face becomes emotionless and I slap his shoulder before standing up and walking away from him.
"Yah, where are you going?" he stands up almost immediately and follows me.
I whip my body around and glare at him in shock.
"You basically just told me to fuck off and leave you alone so that's exactly what I intend to do." I snap back before spinning my heels around and walking away from him. I hear his footsteps behind me still.
"I'm going to walk you home, idiot. It's not safe to walk alone."
I plunge my hands in the pocket of my sweater and ignore him as I wander around the city, trying to find my way back home.
"So... I never caught your name." he speaks up and I roll my eyes to the back of my head. I stop walking and turn around.
"That's cause I never threw it." I can't help but snicker at my own joke and he rolls his eyes annoyingly.
"You just used the lamest joke in the history of jokes." he looks away as we both keep walking.
"Yuna." I clench my fists tighter in my pocket and feel my cheeks getting warmer when I hear him say "I'll call you Nana."
I only know one person who used to call me that...
I shoot him a look but quickly realize that he's still looking away. I stop walking when I see him do so and try to see what he's staring at.
Then I see them.
Junkies. Walking towards an alleyway and stumbling against each other like real zombies, almost making me gag.
"We should hurry." he mumbles and presses a hand in my back and motions me to go forward. For some reason, my whole face went red when his hand touched me.
We both hurry and jog away from the junkies to explore the deserted section of the city in all of its depth.
About half an hour later, with almost no words spoken, Taemin finally comes to a stop. I turn around and shoot him another look.
