You're coming back home from a party with your best friend, Taehyun. He's driving the car while you are looking outside.

He seemed a little mad.... actually scratch that, really mad. The car ride was going to last about another hour and a half to get to your house so you decided to ask him what was wrong.

"Nothing.", he spits out, clenching his jaw, not to mention his knuckles have gone white from holding onto the steering wheel so tightly.

You knew he was giving you bullshit and asked him what got him so riled up. He growled lowly under his breath and parked the car on the side of the road, no other cars in sight.

"YOU. You're the problem.", he replied, now looking at you.*

Before you could even process his words, he reaches over, unbuckling your seatbelt and pulling you onto his lap, your hands resting on his shoulders, his arms wrapped around your waist tightly.

You gasped at his actions.

"YOU!!.You DANCED with that guy!....and you even let him HOLD you!!!!", he almost screamed.

By the time you recalled what he was talking about, his head was already resting on your shoulder, his head buried in your chest, his hands moving up and down your back, trying to calm himself down as he spoke softly against your chest.

"I was jealous.....", he says so quietly you almost miss it.