SANA'S POV

I opened my eyes and stretched out my hands. I noticed that I was sleeping on my couch. There's a pillow below my head and the blanket is covering my body. I sat down and looked around.

The last thing I remembered is that I was watching Jeong's drama and fell asleep.

I stood up--but my lower abdomen is killing me with the pain. I held my couch's armrest for support. I succeeded standing up, but I can't walk. I walked in a zigzag way. It took me a second or two to take a step again. I can't really walk properly!

I feel like my short pants have a stain already.

"Ugh!" I groaned in frustration.

"Hey!" Tae carried me and put me back on the couch. He's still here? I thought he left me already? "Don't stand up."

"Why? I want to pee!" I yelled at him, demanding.

"Ah, I thought you're going to get something." He again carried me like we were a newly wed couple. He took me to my restroom and locked it. Alien.

After doing my business inside my restroom, I went out and saw Taehyung making food again. Why didn't he become a chef if he loves cooking? Like, seriously.

"What time is it?" I asked him.

"You have a wall clock there." He answered me, still focused on cutting the ingredients for the food.

"Just answer me, alien."

"6:56 PM." He faced me. "Argh!" He stopped from cutting the carrots and looked at his finger. Oh my god, he's bleeding!

I immediately came to his aid and looked at his sliced finger, "Aish! You're so clumsy! Don't look at me when you're cutting!"

"It's because you're beautiful. I can't take my eyes off of you." He's still in pain. I took his finger and asked him to wash it.

"I know I'm beautiful." I told him. He looked at me and smirked. I focused on his bleeding finger. The bleeding won't stop! "Tss! I'm taking you to the hospital, alien!" I took my jacket and held his wrist. I dragged him towards my car and made him sit on the passenger's seat.

I sat on the driver's seat and started driving towards the nearest hospital there is.

"How's your finger?" I asked him, constantly looking at his finger from time to time.

"It still hurts and it won't stop from bleeding." He said in another way I can't explain. I don't know if the finger is still the topic. It looks like he's pertaining to his emotions. Hurts and bleeds.

"Is it deep?" I asked him.

"Very deep," I heard him whisper. I sighed. "I don't think so." He answered.

"Do you think you will have to get stitches?"

"I don't think so," he again whispered. I'm getting guilty from what he's saying. "Uh, I don't know." The atmospere became awkward after his answer. I didn't bother asking him again. I ran out of questions.

We reached the hospital in no time. I parked and assisted Tae for his injured finger. I took him to the emergency room and I waited for him outside.

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I took Tae to his apartment after getting stitches. He had 14 stitches on his finger. The ride earlier was silent. No one of us talked. It's really awkward.

"Thank you," he smiled before closing the door. "For taking me to the hospital." He was about to close the door, but I held the door before he could even fully close it.

"Thank you, too." I looked at him. He looked somewhat shocked. I smiled. "For taking care of me earlier. Maybe if you didn't come, I'm still stuck on my couch."

He chuckled, "Call me anytime you need help." He told me and I just nodded. "I'm sorry if I didn't finish cooking the meal."

"I can continue it." I said. "I will be going now."

"Take care," he smiled. My heart didn't race. I smiled wider. You're really over him, Sana. Good job. He leaned over me and kissed me on my cheek. We stared into each others' eyes for a second.

"I will be going." I stepped back and waved my hands. "Bye."

"See you." He waved his hand, too. I walked downstairs and drove myself to my house.

When I reached my house, I saw Tae's motorbike outside, so I called Mark to help me. By the way, he knew that I was here. He was one of those people who knew that I never left Seoul.

I waited him for about 10 minutes or so. He came with his pick up truck.

"Good evening, Sana." He hopped off his truck and hugged me.

"Lovely evening, Mark." I greeted him and escaped from the hug. "There's the bike." I pointed Tae's bike. "Do you know where Tae lives?"

"No," he shook his head. "But you could show me where." He wriggled his eyebrows up and down and smirked. He's teasing me alright.

"Just get the bike on your trunk." I ordered him. We took the bike on his trunk--it is really heavy! I just helped him carry it and my white sweater is now greased! "Ugh! I look dirty!"

"Nah, you look fine." Mark said. My eyebrows crossed. "I'm kidding. Go to your house and shower, Sana." He laughed at me. Crazy.

"But you don't know where Tae lives." I told him. "Could you wait for me?"

"Sure. I'll be waiting outside." I nodded and went back to my house. I took my robe and was about to go to the shower room when I saw the ingredients on the kitchen. I cleaned it up first and then went to my room to shower.

*

"This is it?" Mark said and looked out the window. I smacked his head. "Ouch!" He carressed the side of his head where I smacked him.

"What do you mean 'this is it'?" I asked him. "He does have an apartment, you pabo."

"Ah, I see." He said, nodding. He looks stupid. He just looked out of the window.

"Ya!" I called him and hit his arm. He faced me. "Get the bike!"

"Get Tae!" He yelled back. We both hopped off his car. He went to his trunk to take the bike off while I went upstairs the apartment to get Tae.

I breathed deep before knocking. The door opened as soon as I knocked. I thought it's already hot, but I didn't know that it got hotter when Tae opened it. He's half naked, for Pete's sake! And there are droplets of water dripping down his body. His hair is even wet! Fuck this. I thought.

"Sana?" I looked at him. "What are you doing here?" He asked with his deep voice. I loved that deep voice before. I smiled awkwardly. I honestly can't get my eyes off of his body. Naughty Sana! I told my conscience.

"U-Uh, you forgot t-to bring your motorbike." I really tried not to stutter. My eyes kept on looking back and forth to his eyes and body. He's so fucking hot. I shook my head with that thought.

"Oh? Is that so? You brought it yourself?" He asked me with a surprised tone.

"No, Mark helped me." I answered him.

"Ah," He said, nodding. "Thank you. You could just place it on the sidewalk." I nodded. I can't focus, really! I bit my lip when my eyes went to his wet body again.

I looked at his eyes. They are smiling which is unusual.

"Have you eaten dinner?" He asked me. I shook my head. He smiled. "I prepared dinner. You can come over."

"But Mark is--" my phone beeped. I looked at it and I received a message from Mark.

From: Mark Tuan

Sana! I already left. Good night! ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ

7:56 PM

I pouted. I put it back on the pocket and faced Tae. He's waiting for my answer.

"Sure." I nodded and entered his house.

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