The atmosphere was tense. Awkward. Embarrassing.

    Yoona had never felt like this before. She was in another trance, gawking out the window to appear facinated of the views outside. But, whenever the car drove through a dark tunnel or street, TaecYeon got reflected in her window. His pained face was the reason for her emotions of distress and she changed position to lose focus of his image.

     She hated this.

    As partners and engaged, their situation had never been this awful. Yoona just gave him the first kiss of her life and he was someone who still was a stranger. His behaviour and expression showed her that he couldn't be less tormented. Yoona felt hurt that he didn't care. TaecYeon had to know that he was the one that just recieved her first kiss, he couldn't be that clueless.

     Right. . . ?

    In all cases, this night was bound to keep Yoona sleepless until the morning. However, luck was on her side whereas she had no schedule tomorrow and would be free to wander the capital however she wished. Meaning, she had time and independence to do whatever she wanted.

    At this point, Yoona had even now started to make a list of different things she and her friends just had to do. Shopping, for example. Manicures and pedicures as well. Damn, her ideas were coming fast.

     "Sir, is the destination the penthouse?" the chauffeur wondered.

     TaecYeon raised his brows, "Yes, where else?"

    His voice was dripping with poison when he answered. Yoona looked at the men, feeling a tension between them. Her fiance sure was unforgiving all of a sudden.

     "Of course, sir. I apologize," the driver replied.

    Before he looked onto the street again, his gaze met hers in the mirror. Yoona felt so empathic for the unknown man, who hadn't deserved such treatment. Also, if she interpretated the emotions in his glance, the man felt the same for her. Yoona sent the man a gentle smile, reassuring him that she was alright. He nodded a little, before he returned to driving. 

     "What's that grin for?" TaecYeon wondered, turning his bad manners against her.

     She had enough, "Don't be so bold and fight with either me or the driver. Neither of us have done nothing wrong."

    He just rolled his orbs, before he looked out the window. Yoona grew red, but not from timidness or diffidence. Instead, she was furious.

     Quick and forcible, Yoona grabbed the fabric of his shirt and forced TaecYeon to face her. To his clear surprise, Yoona pulled him closer so their faces were inches from each other.

     "Don't ever shut me off like that again, understood?" she almost spat at him.

     TaecYeon just stared into her burning stare. No one uttered a word or even breathed. Yoona glared at him, TaecYeon was in a daze. He appeared to be. . . amazed?

     Before she realized what happened, or got a chance to make a reaction, TaecYeon crashed his lips against hers. Yoona gasped through her nostrils. Without thinking, because of the shock that had a skintight grip around her, she even moaned. That little sound triggered him even more.

    With pure strength and ease, TaecYeon raised himself above her and pushed her down on the seats. Then, he followed and laid himself over her. Never once did their lips part. Yoona felt their hearts beat against each other in unisonous pace. A rapid one. 

     She was too surprised to move. There was no lead to what she was supposed to do. He, on the other hand, seemed engaged, as TaecYeon continued pressing their lips together, while his fingers grasped her chin and the others laid on her left hip. Yoona was left clueless and moveless for what felt like evermore. There was no guidelines or direct orders, he was just delighted of them close, intimate.

     However, a heat existed between them and grew stronger each second. Yoona began to feel the affect, melting into a pool of limbs and muscles. Even though she didn't stand, her knees shook as her lungs was troubled. TaecYeon noticed and pulled backwards. She mi