i was so frustrated, to yoongi and to myself. i just confessed to him and he will drive me home while being awkward with each other.
i looked away when yoongi parked his car in front of me, there's a thing called pride, people.
he suddenly went out of the car and ran to me, he grabbed my arm and swiftly dragged me inside.
he started to drive but i just sat quietly, probably calming myself down. i held the hem of my shirt tightly and poured all my frustrations in it.
"areum.."
i didn't answer, he reached for my hand but i instantly avoided it. i don't know why he's trying to hold my hand in this situation.
it doesn't help.
it just makes me panic.
the car stopped, i looked out but i didn't see my house. i gazed at him with confusion.
"you're not going home until we fix this." he said with authority.
"fix what?" i said, without looking at him. we became silent until i spoke again, "you know what? i'll just go home by myself. thanks for the ride-"
i opened the door but he caught my hand, making me close it and sit again.
"i don't want us to have a misunderstanding." he stated, not leaving my hand.
"im sorry, okay?" his voice was pleading me to forgive him, it's not even his fault.
"why are you being sorry?" i calmly asked and that hit him.
he didn't reply. i can't take the atmosphere, im not used to this kind of scenario.
"just.. let's stay away from each other for now." i instantly said and sighed.
he let go of my hand and immediately drove, he just remained quiet and that made me nervous. did i say
something-
he suddenly spoke, "can you explain how i should do it? because it's really hard since i've been really attached to you."
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