namjoon sighed, keeping his hand on the steering wheel.
he's getting really irritated because of yoongi.
he just wanted to help the poor guy.
why is it so hard to even have a nice conversation with him?
he didn't do anything wrong!
all he did was—
namjoon immediately hit the breaks, the guy hitting the concrete floor of fear.
when namjoon hit the breaks, he hit his head on the steering wheel, taking a deep breath and hissing.
he widen his eyes, lifting up his shaky hand to feel another cut on his forehead.
"fuck..."
he quickly got out of the car and went to the guy he almost hit.
the guy gulped hard and tried to get up.
but he was still in slight fear.
"i'm so sorry, sir! are you alright?" namjoon showed a hand, panicking.
"yeah..yeah, i-i'm okay."
"are you sure?" his brows curled. "i almost hit you—"
"no, i'm alright." the guy chuckled, letting namjoon help him up. "seriously."
"oh thank gosh." he sighed in relief. "i'll give you a ride for whenever you're going, i insist. i scared you."
"oh god, you're bleeding!" his widen his eyes.
"no, i'm fine—please, let me lend you a ride."
"to the hospital then." he grabbed namjoon's wrist and went to the car.
