Accidental Rental

3 Seconds

Baekho was still in disbelief but there was no denying that he had been the one who requested for Minhyun and also paid for it. It couldn't be Naeun when his phone had her number spread across the screen ranging from missed calls to text messages, asking him of his whereabouts. There was even a few from JR. He sat there, tapping his foot impatiently before he stood up, trying his best to ignore the headache. He walked to the door and footsteps followed behind him. He glanced back to see Minhyun behind him.

"Why're you following me?" Baekho asked and hissed a little.

"Because you need a ride home, don't you? Unless you want to take the taxi home and that requires... money," Minhyun replied with a bright smile. Baekho frowned.

"You're going to use money as a way to get me to agree to you now?" Baekho growled and Minhyun shrugged.

"You're still free to choose. I'm just saying."

"But don't I have to pay you for this? You've clearly overstayed your hour and-" Baekho stopped when he noticed Minhyun had dropped the smile. His expression was one of hurt and disdain.

"Do you really think I would have stayed the night here if all I cared about was the money?" Minhyun asked softly, casting his gaze downwards. Baekho stiffened and chewed his lip nervously. He didn't think Minhyun would reply with that.

"I... I guess I owe you a thank you," Baekho grumbled and rubbed his neck. "For not... just leaving me on the streets and... staying the night... past your working hours."

Minhyun nodded and walked pass him, getting the door and headed to the exit. Baekho felt bad now but he didn't know what else to say. He just followed the other quietly this time. When they reached Minhyun's car, Baekho noticed that it wasn't the same sports car he had seen during their first meeting but a common Hyundai that was black. Minhyun seemed to notice Baekho's confusion and said, "I rented the sports car for the luxurious date previously. This is my actual car. Nothing much to look at."

"Huh? Oh. I wasn't judging or anything. I was just confused," Baekho quickly said. Minhyun smiled and opened the door for him to enter. Baekho stood there for awhile, somehow hesitant to enter the car. "Um.... I think I should walk home after all."

"Why?"

"You probably have your job to get to and it's a weekend for me so..."

"Just get in," Minhyun chuckled and patted his arm. Baekho nodded and slid into the car. He sat down and looked around the car. It was clean and there was only an air freshener in the cup compartment. Minhyun got up and started driving Baekho home. There was an awkward air of silence since Baekho didn't know what to say and Minhyun was being ridiculously quiet too which felt weird to Baekho since he thought the other would have started rambling about what he did last night but here the other was without a single word. He was really curious about what he actually did or say too but he didn't want to bring the conversation up, afraid it would end up in his embarrassment.

When they reached the front of Baekho's apartment building, Minhyun parked right where the doors straight to the elevators would go. Baekho felt stiff and for a moment, he didn't want to leave. That moment was brief but Minhyun took the chance to put his hand on the door handle, surprising Baekho who turned to him. He didn't open the door though so Baekho raised his brows questioningly at the male who was now leaning close to him.

"Um... I need to get down?" He said after awhile.

"I know. Just...," Minhyun started but found himself tongue tied at the worst possible timing. It was a foreign feeling to him to not know what to say when he had a job that required him to talk and keep people interested.

"Don't be such a creep and let me get down the car," Baekho said.

"I'm not a creep," Minhyun said instead.

"What you're doing right now is creeping me out," Baekho snapped back. Minhyun pursed his lips and pulled the handle, opening the door for him. Then he leaned back into his seat. Baekho pushed the door open widely and glanced at Minhyun who kept his gaze on his fingers that were on his lap like they were suddenly the most interesting thing there was to look at. He got down the car and shut the door. He stood there for three seconds before cursing and opening the car door again. Minhyun was startled and looked at the male who was frowning. "Thanks for the ride home."

With that, he shut the car door again and grumbled to himself. He turned around and almost shrieked when he saw his sister. He was thankful that Minhyun had started driving away before Naeun mentioned anything about him. "What the hell?? Brother?! Where the heck have you been the whole night?!"

"Naeun, how did you-" He noticed his sister was all dressed up to go somewhere and that didn't sit well with his stomach at all. "Are you going for another date?"

"What? No! Whatever I do doesn't matter to you. So where have you been? I called and texted."

"Whatever you do matters to me. If you ever get into trouble, mum and dad will have my head. Whatever I do doesn't matter to you. I'm old enough to hang out outside as long as I want," Baekho scowled and crossed his arms.

"Fine then! I won't care about you anymore, stupid brother and I'm going for a job interview," Naeun snapped as well and stepped on his foot before she stormed off into a taxi. Baekho winced and dropped to the ground, feeling his headache just get bigger. Oh god, why did he have to drink last night? He headed into his apartment once he felt like he could feel his foot again. So much for taking care of his sister.