Naeun wasn't hesitating for no good reason. She didn't want any feelings to get involved in this matter. She didn't want to get close to Taehyun. But for a while, she stopped overthinking inside her head. It felt good. To be in someone's arms. It felt warm and soft like nothing could go wrong anymore. That's what frightened her.
After some time Taehyun started driving again and this time, he was heading towards somewhere unknown.
"Are we going to your house?" Naeun asked, curious.
"We are. My real house, where I'm recognized as a gangster."
"Are we going to be alone there?"
"Wouldn't that be better?" Taehyun teased and a small smile formed on his lips.
"That would suck."
Taehyun chuckled and ruffled up his hair with his free hand.
"Ah, You messed up your hair. It looks like a bomb exploded in it. Here," Naeun spoke, being a fan of cleanliness. She leaned forward and brushed his hair lightly with her hand.
