hurt | sehun+yixing

19

The entire car ride is silent as we drive past isolated houses, all of their windows slammed shut and their lights off.

Despite the awkward intense between us and the fear pumping through my veins, he told me a few things about himself.

His name is Sehun and he's my age, despite his mature figure.

He told me that he was heading home when he saw me helplessly running away from that Yixing guy.

"We're here"
Sehun's deep voice pulls me out of my thoughts and I shoot my head towards him, my eyes widened as I observe the small apartment we stop right next to.

It has rusted metal window frames with cracked glasses and is painted a dark grey.

It gives me an extremely odd and negative vibe.

"Lets go"
His next statement startles me and I find myself sinking deep into the car seat.

The both of us?

"I didn't know you'd be coming"
I laughed nervously, trying to conceal the fear lacing through my voice.

He turns to face me, a soft smile across his lips as he chuckled dryly.

"I don't want you to be all by yourself"
He pulled the lever and reached for the side of his seat to unbuckle his seatbelt.

I don't know if I should feel relieved or afraid.