Does he like me? "H-How did you get in my car?" I questioned. "Drive." Taehyung replied. I began to drive once again, "Where do you want me to take you?" Taehyung slumped in the seat, "Anywhere." What is that suppose to mean? I guess I'll just take him to my house. I glanced at Taehyung through the mirror, bruises? Is that blood coming down his head?! W-What should I do? I sped up, "T-Taehyung were here." I opened the door, Taehyung was asleep. Carefully sliding my hand behind Taehyungs back I picked him up in my arms. *Click* I froze, a gun pointed right at my head. "What do... you.. think your.. doing?" Taehyung croaked, he was having trouble breathing. "I'm carrying you into my house." I replied nervously. "Oh", Taehyung dropped his gun, his eyes closed. D-Did he just pass out? What happened to Mr. Invincible? After walking into my house, I laid Taehyung down on my bed. Wow he sure has a lot of bruises and cuts, hmm? Is that more blood?! From his shirt! I ed Taehyungs shirt, I stood beside him, so it was a bit hard to his shirt. My eyes widened, 3 bullets! I ran to get the emergency equipment and began to disinfect and take out the bullets. Taehyung slept soundlessly, after bandaging Taehyung all up I watched him sleep. He doesn't look dangerous to me, he actually looks... cute. Wait! What am I thinking. I shook my head brushing those thoughts aside. Water dripped down my arms as I pressed the damp cloth on Taehyung's forehead, I didn't notice how close m