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âwhat the fuck are you thinking?â oh taehyun didnât like to yell. that was his fatherâs thing, he growled, voice low and almost half whispered. his eyes burned at the otherâs as he grabbed her by the waist, his other hand finding her wrist and pushing her closer to him. blood boiling at his pulse point, mind spining and completely dumbfounded, taehyun wanted more than just a one word answer for what he just witnessed.
sure enough, there was no way she was close to him. no one was, and the aura of mystery helped his image, and also his wounded heart. however, there were some things he could just not tolerate. âlisten i know he is fucking cute but, trust me.â he tried to explain his actions, dropping the hand on her waist, knowing that intimidation was not going to work. âthis fucking kid is not worth it. he...fuckâ dropping his other hand now, taehyun looked at the window, the night setting as the purples turned black.
âhe is not a good person, i know i was friends with him. you donât want to waste your time with him. just let him leave this bar alone okay?â and since when was taehyun her older brother? the boy sighed, brushing his hair away. âhe is not taking you to a better bar, he is not being nice just because. be careful, minhee.â










