Ever since Daehyun had overheard Taeshik that day, he had become more watchful over you. He made sure to walk home with you when Zico didn’t. If you had to run to the market, he would go with you. If you weren’t home when the sun set, he grew anxious and texted you.

But nothing happened in the next couple of weeks. Daehyun was beginning to think Taeshik was all talk and no action.

It was Saturday night and the boys had returned from work.

“Let’s order pizza!” Zelo yelped. “No pineapples on mine!” Youngjae ran upstairs to change.

Daehyun the kitchen lights and looked around.

“You looking for Yeojin?” Yongguk came in and dug through the cabinet for the pizza eatery’s number. Daehyun nodded. “She’s not here. She went out.” Yongguk answered. “Ah, there it is!” He pulled out the flier. Daehyun stared at him *Out?* “She went to the hip hop club with Zico.” Yongguk explained.

Daehyun nodded and turned to leave but froze. *Wait…did he just say she went to the hip hop club?* He whirled around and stared at Yongguk in horror.

He blinked, “Wae?”

*! NOT GOOD!* Daehyun fled out of the house. “Yah! Jung Daehyun!” Yongguk called but he was gone already. Himchan came out of the bedroom with a curious expression, “Where is he running to?” Yongguk also had a puzzled expression on his face, “I don’t know…he just ran for it after I told him Yeojin went to the hip hop club.”

Although his lungs bured, Daehyun didn’t stop running. He couldn’t stop. He might have been overthinking things but what if you really were in danger? If something happened to you, he wouldn’t be able to live with it. *Please don’t let anything happen to her until I’m there to protect her.*

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The club was packed with people. You felt claustrophobic being squeezed between so many bodies at once. You gripped onto Zico’s hand harder and he managed to pull you out of the rough crowd. “Watch it, !” A few girls hissed.

You frowned, “Remind me why I’m here again?” Zico laughed, “Because you want to make you extremely y boyfriend happy.” “How about ridiculously immature boyfriend?” You joked. “Muh?!” Zico tickled your sides and you giggled.

“Look at the happy couple. Aww~” P.O. and Kyung mocked. Zico shoved them and they laughed. “Come on. Let’s get something to drink.” Kyung nodded to the bar. You followed Block B and sat down on the stool. You sipped your water while they drank cocktails. *I guess Block B isn’t that badass as everyone thinks they are.* You giggled to yourself.

You felt your phone vibrate in your pocket and pulled it out. You opened your phone and saw a text from Daehyun. Your face softened immediately. *Daehyun oppa?* You opened the text and read the message.

Zico grew curious of your text and leaned in. His eyes scanned over the words.

‘Leave the club now and come home!’ – Daehyun.

Zico furrowed his eyebrows *What the hell. This guy always interrupts our dates now. Is he out of his mind?*

*I wonder why Daehyun oppa wants me home.* You started to text him back but Zico grabbed your hand, “Let’s go dance.”

“Wait, I have to text-“

“Later.” Zico gave you a look and practically forced you out of your seat.

You stumbled forward and your phone tumbled onto the ground. You glanced back, “My phone-“ Kyung picked it up, “I’ll take care of it.” *But Daehyun oppa’s message…* You thought.

The song changed to a slow one. *Perfect timing.* Zico wound your arms around his neck and wrapped his own arms around your waist. He pulled you close against his body and you looked up at him. His tender eyes swept over your facial features and a smile came on his face *This is how it should be. Just you and me. No drama. No Jiyeon. And definitely no Daehyun.*

You uncertainly smiled back but your mind was back on your phone. *I wonder why Daehyun oppa wanted me home right now…he seems to text me a lot these days. Is something wrong?*

The song ended and you quickly headed back to the bar. You glanced around. Kyung wasn’t in sight. *Where did he go with my phone?!* At that moment, Daehyun was calling you. But Kyung couldn’t hear the phone vibrate on the table. Frustrated Daehyun stared at his phone *Why isn’t she answering, damn it?! Something better not have had happened!* He ran faster than ever. You searched throughout the club for Kyung. *Come on! He has to be here somewhere! Argh!*

Just then someone snatched your wrist. You spun around and your eyes widened *What is he doing here?!* Taeshik smirked, “We meet again.” You twisted away from him, “Excuse me. I’m looking for someone.” You walked away but he followed you, “Who? Your boyfriend?”

You stopped. You j