Put your hands in the air.   "Turn it up," Seulgi ordered as G-Dragon's distinct voice radiated out of the radio, her elbow leaning against the car window with her palm against her cheek. "How ya'll feelin out theeeere, " She sang along. "I love this song."   Jongin followed and clicked the button increasing the volume with one hand, the other grasping the driver's wheel controlling the car. "Why do you even like this song? It's from a competing company." He pointed out.   "You cannot honestly say that you don't like it either," Seulgi scoffed. "It is humanely impossible for anyone to not to."   "But I don't." Jongin chuckled, eyes on the road ahead.   "That is a lie." Seulgi claimed, raising the volume even more as the beats quickened and the song's introduction reached its . "Come on, siiiing." She teased with a playful grin, turning her head to face Jongin. "You know you want to."   Jongin kept his attention on the road but couldn't hold it in anymore once the beat dropped. He momentarily shut his eyes and mimicked G-Dragon's slick whisper. "I am a good boy."   And both he and Seulgi started dancing to the world-famous choreography released in the music video by K-Pop kings, G-Dragon and Taeyang a few weeks ago.    Jongin pressed on the gas increasing the speed of the car on the completely vehicle-free road, soaring carelessly. It was half past three in the morning, and they were still on their way back to Gangnam from KEnt's christmas celebration. His Benz' roof was down and the only light shining on them came from the moon and the minimum number of street lamps along the empty expressway. For the past hours, Jongin's been blabbing about all he's heard from all the strangers he was obliged to converse with and Seulgi's been openly showing her pity for him. Despite how exhausted Jongin previously claimed to be, he felt more awake than ever. He already had his coat off, now only in a white dress shirt, the top buttons undone with the wind blowing through his hair deliberately taking away how cleanly combed back it was, leaving it in a rather attractive muffled mess. Seulgi was still in her red gown, only difference was her hair was down now, and now she felt more at peace. They both did. They both seemed to have left their troubles behind, drowning only in each other's presence as the time flew.   "So their father had to even ask Lu's number from me." Jongin explained.   "And did you give it?" Seulgi asked.   "No." He chuckled. "I said I didn't have it."   Seulgi laughed, sighing to herself as she swept her hair off to one side to keep it from flying back because of the wind just when the car started jumping.   "What's happening?" Seulgi's head shot up, sitting up straight and holding onto the door next to her.   "I don't know." Jongin looked everywhere, checked the handles and the meters behind the wheel trying to make sense of what was happening. The car continued to hop as it slowly came to a stop right in the middle of the road and they heard the engine let out a breath from behind. "."   "What, what??" Seulgi panicked.   "I think we're out of gas." Jongin admitted shamefully. "Mr. Lee must have forgotten to fill it up."   Seulgi shut her eyes as an attempt to stay calm and heaved a sigh.   "I'll call the company to send another car." Jongin calmly said, opening the driver's door and stepping out as Seulgi did the same.   "God, I have no signal." Seulgi complained, stretching her arms out, her phone in hand trying to get at least a single bar on her phone's signal.   "Wait, my phone's lagging." Jongin said as he slapped his phone against his palm trying to get it to turn on properly.   The light opened in the midst of the darkness, along with a transparent message bubble.   "Fifth day and dad still hasn't woken up from his coma. Doctors are saying his condition's not looking good at all. Jongin, you need to fly here really soon. Dad needs you. We need you." Jongin's face fell as he was once again reminded of all the troubles he desperately wanted to forget right before his phone faded to black.   He shut his eyes and cocked his head down, sighing heavily. "I'm out of battery."   ---   "We are in the middle of nowhere," Seulgi repeated for the nth time. "And my feet are dying, and I'm pretty sure my entire humanity is dying at a quicker pace too." She was trailing behind Jongin, still in her four-inch stilletos, distinctly feeling how sore her toes were, hair tied back up now as she felt trickles of sweat dripping from her neck down to her back leaving marks on her dress.    Since he saw the text from his sister, Jongin's mood completely switched but he knew better than to let it out on Seulgi so he kept silent, shortly responding to all of Seulgi's endless complaints. "We'll find a place that has a phone and we'll be home soon, relax." He mumbled, not turning back and continuing to walk along the sidewalk even if he honestly felt quite hopeless now too.   "You don't know that, you moron!" Seulgi burst. "You don't even know where we are! And you're not the one in the four-inch death heels so you have no right to tell me to relax-- what are you--"   Jongin, fed up, whirled around and placed his arms right below Seulgi's thighs pulling her up into a cradle and forcing her to place her arms around his neck to hold onto him and help him fully carry her weight in the air.   "What are you doing--" Seulgi whined, feeling her legs hang.   "I'm trying to keep you away from the 'four-inch death heels' you've been crying over for the past hour." He bluntly responded. "Now, just trust me," He ordered. "I'll find us a solution."   That made Seulgi shut up upon realizing how much she's actually been ranting and how much Jongin's been trying to stay calm. It wasn't his fault the car ran out of gas, he didn't deserve her anger. He didn't deserve how much of a brat she's been acting like. She draped her arm and cupped her hand around his neck, feeling tiny strands of hair hitting her palm as she stared at him in utter guilt but his attention was solely on walking.   They were both drowning in the deafening silence and the darkness until Seulgi finally spoke up, "Yah Jongin." She whispered.   "Yeah?" Jongin tightened his hold on her, raising her higher in his embrace. "Sorry, are you uncomfortable?"   "No," Seulgi lightly shook her head, shocked at how Jongin was still worrying about her at this point. "I just wanted to apologize."   Jongin tilted his head to face her, still walking. "For?"   "Because none of this," She answered, looking around. "Is your fault. I'm sorry for how much I've been complaining, I'm sorry it seemed like I was angry at you, I'm not-- I'm just really frustrated and really, my feet are just giving up--" She stammered.   "You're ranting again." Jongin pointed out, with a small smile.   "Sorry." She sighed, tightening her grasp around Jongin's neck as she attempted to suppress a yawn.   Jongin tugged on her back, making her lean her head on his shoulder, allowing her to sleep. "Go ahead."   "No," She firmly said. "I want to stay awake with you. It's the least I can do."   "Looks like you won't have to for long, though." Jongin smiled, as Seulgi looked back up front to see what he was smiling about as a bright light came into view.   Ji's Bed and Breakfast Open 24/7 Walk-Ins: Allowed   A fluorescent sign appeared, with those words