09: The Driver

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"Ahhhh!" He screamed, grabbing my arm.

I abruptly shot my eyes open. I was greeted with dozens of eyes staring at us.

I turned to look at Taehyung, giving him a 'dangerous' glare.

He gave me an apologetic smile, slowly letting go of his tight grip on my arm.

I turned back to face the other passengers, who were still looking at us like we were crazy.

"Im sorry," I slightly bowed my head, "It's his first time on an airplane." With that, everyone got back to doing their own 'business'.

"You're going to have to get used to that. It's going to happen. It's a normal thing, it happens all the time on planes," I explained to Taehyung.

He nodded, turning his gaze towards the window. I followed his action, looking out the window.

The sky did appear purple, which made Taehyung smile a little. "It's really pretty. It reminds me of the color a sunset has," He was lost in the glorious sight.

"Yeah, I guess it does," I observed all the colors that were mixed in the sky.

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We were edging nearer to Seoul. It was peaceful. Only the wind was heard. It made me drowsy and relaxed.

My leg was getting numb, I just wanted to be there already.

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I felt someone shaking me. I slowly opened my eyes, realizing that I fell asleep.

"They said that we're hear," I heard a familiar voice. I looked over at Taehyung, registering my surroundings.

I lazily got out of my seat, fetching my luggage. I was walking slowly towards the exit, looking behind me, making sure Taehyung wasn't just wandering; he was taking slow strides behind me.

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Haerin and Minhyuk were waiting for near the exit. They spotted us and walked towards us, hauling their things behind them.

"I called a taxi for us," Haerin stated, walking beside me, "Also, Minhyuk said that Taehyung can stay with him."

"Okay," I stopped, waiting for the taxi.

"Hey Miran," Minhyuk stooped next to me, "When are we going to look for Taehyung's friends?"

"When we get settled, I guess," I responded.

I inhaled, detecting the nostalgic scent of cherry blossoms.

There was a sudden beep that intruded my thoughts; it was the taxi. It slowed down, stopping near us.

The driver exited the car, opening the trunk, helping us put in the suitcases.

He went to pick up the bag that Taehyung was carrying. That's when Taehyung got a good look of him. He widened his eyes, scanning the driver.

"Taehyung, what are you doing," I questioned him.

He shook his head, coming back to reality. "Nothing," He let the driver take the luggage.

I was confused at Taehyung's actions. His whole attitude changed.

Haerin discontinued what she was doing, "Oh, thank you—"

"Hoseok. I'm Hoseok," He smiled brightly, getting into the driver's side.

I opened the car door, signaling Haerin to get in first. Taehyung got on the other side, still looking dazed, Minhyuk made himself up to the passenger seat.

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