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*fyi: do not ignore the 'now playing' thingy. it means i recommend you to play that song while reading the chapter for better angst experience. thank u!*
I couldn't speak. Now I don't know what to do? He said we'll talk. But what's there to talk about? Their hot moments together?
"Let's go home," I initiated and stood up.
But because I drank too much, I stumbled and his hand came to support me.
"Gosh, I don't know how I survived without you..." I heard him whisper as I couldn't help but rest my body on him. Fvck alcohol. Now I regret drinking that whole bottle of wine.
"I told you we are going to talk." He said and helped me stood properly.
"What's there to talk about?"
"A lot..." That was not so faint, I couldn't even hear it properly.
"Ji Eun and I..."
"What? I don't care about you two!" I said in a drunk voice.
"We never made out nor kissed, Taeng."
I don't know where to focus. The fact that he called me Taeng again or he officially denied making out with my bestfriend. Both are on my side.
My heart felt suddenly happy. But why is it still in pain?
"Baek..." I cried again... Here we go again... I can't... speak...
"Hmm?" He uttered slowly.
Fvck.
"I want you back..." The words finally came out of my mouth.
I saw how tears welled up his eyes. It was like he was hurt by the words I said. And after a moment of silence, I gave up to wait for an answer...
"Nevermind. Let's just go." I raised my hand and walked outside.
I didn't know he was following me until I hear his car beep.
"I'll drive you home." He said grabbing my hand and pulling me towards his Audi.
"Oohhh! Driving two girls home in one night? You're such a playboy, Baekhyunee!" I'm telling you, drink moderately.
The next thing I know, I am inside his familiar car.
"Seatbelts please," He said.
"No!" I raised an index finger.
"Seatbelts are uncomfortable, Baek." I said like a spoiled brat.
"Put it on or I'll put it on for you." He warned like it's a very dangerous thing.
"Come on! Do it!" I challenged.
Not even a second passed, I found him an inch away from my face. I could see the nerves on his neck as he reach for the seatbelt beside me. For a brief moment, I smelled his familiar scent again. How I miss it so much...
My heart ached again.
I punched my left chest when he was done putting my seatbelts. He was shocked so he stopped and looked at me.
"This heart won't stop aching, Baek. Bring me to the doctor."
His jaw clenched before finally starting the engine.
"Baek..." I called with my eyes half-closed.
"Are we still far from home?" I asked.
"Uh-hmm."
"I want to be with you for some more time."
The moment I said that, I felt how the car turned to side of the road and stopped.
He didn't say anything though.
"What now? You told me you'll drive me home!" I suddenly insisted.
"I told you to wait for me, not to get drunk while you wait for me." His voice was firm and strong.
"Are you angry?"
He didn't answer.
"Why would you be angry? You're not my boyfriend!" I pointed at him before laying my head on the backrest of the shotgun seat.
I didn't hear him make a sound or move a single bit. The next thing I know, I was singing a song for him while faintly sobbing.
"Sakyejeori wa..." I started as my nose started getting runny again.
Now I heard him grunt a little bit. Like his patience finally wore thin.
"Geurigo tto tteona..." My lips trembled in pain again.
