EXO's Reaction to Having an Argument in the Car
You had requested Minseok to take you to work that morning not knowing that he only agreed so that he could ask you about something that had been playing on his mind for a while. The journey had been quiet as you were so focused on what the day at work was to bring, so much so that you hadn't even realised how quiet Minseok was himself.
"Y/N," He began which dragged you out of your thoughts as you turned to him with a gentle smile, "I'm not sure whether you have realised but you have been overworking yourself."
You sent a confused look to your boyfriend, one that signified that you thought his statement was ridiculously obvious and that he didn't really need to point it out. "Yes I'm aware but you know why, annual evaluations are coming up and I need to make sure everything is going smoothly and that I'm doing better than perfect."
"I know but that's not what I mean."
"What else could that mean though?" You asked.
"You finish work at 5pm every night but I can't help but notice that you don't come home until 9pm; call me delusional but that sounds suspicious and dare I say uncalled for." He explained his eyes never med tight yours though. You scoffed and everything began to settle in - he was accusing you of cheating - seeing someone behind his back.
"Your ridiculous." Your simple and yet seemingly hurtful comment caused an argument to erupt, each of you screaming back responses to justify each of your opinions. The argument continued on and the tension between you to was becoming unbearable - you felt as if you were in the space of his car and so you grabbed on to the car handle.
"Don't you dare open that door!" He yelled at you with force, thrusting an arm over you to grab ahold of your hand that was threatening to open the car door. Reluctantly you allowed your hand to fall beside you but a scowl remained on your face and a civil explanation had to commence later on.
You had asked him to not talk to you as he drove you to your apartment complex after having a rough day at work. As much as you loved him, he was sometimes to clingy and needy and you just felt as if he was using you for his own personal gain and pleasure; obviously that was not true but you couldn't see pass that fog that was named 'work'.
His hand slithered past that gear stick that separated you from him, which gave you some space to clear your mind and allow him to show affection to you again, and reached to lay on top of your thigh for the hundredth time in the past five minutes despite your constant refusal. Something in your brain switched and you couldn't control what came out.
"If you touch me once more, I will open this door and jump out."
He scoffed and put his hand back on the wheel. "Don't be dramatic Y/N, why are you being so sensitive?"
The same threatening switch went off in your mind and pulled open the door whilst the car was at a stand still at a red light and placed a foot on the pavement beneath you, your other leg swinging round to get out of the car. His gasp caused you to look back at him, your eye catching the traffic lights switching to amber as you went.
"Get in the car now!" He exclaimed, voice echoing through every fibre in your being as your body slid into the car without much thought. He deserved an apology and an explanation and you were going to give it to him later on.
A rare occurrence between you two was an argument - your relationship was generally happy and smooth with no hiccups that were to affect anything between you two. However, you had arrived to his car (which was to take you home) already with a temper which had been caused by something that had happened at work so you were not up to any bullshit.
You got in the car but Yixing didn't say anything to you which further angered you to the point where you felt like you were going to explode. The car was already in full motion by the you had reached to that point which only made you feel even more trapped than before.
"Stop the car," You muttered under your breath, for whatever reason expecting him to hear you and stop the car immediately. He didn't and your temper blew - your hand flying to the car door handle as his eyes darted to you, his hands steering the wheel over to the side lane ultimately comimg to a stop.
"What are you doing?" He asked frantically but you didn't answer. "If it's about me not talking to you, it was because I could tell you were in a bad mood and it didn't want to worsen it. I thought I was doing the right thing..." He trailed off as his hands rested on the wheel in despair. You silently reached over a hand and rested it on his shoulder as an apology for your ignorant behaviour. He was too precious and you really didn't deserve him.
An argument that had erupted earlier on that morning had begun to simmer down after you two had separated from each other in order to calm down and reflect. Yesterday, though, he had promised to take you to your friends house and it was a rather urgent occasion that you couldn't miss. Begrudgingly, he still agreed to take you, not bothering to spare a look at you as you twiddled with your thumbs through the tension.
"Are you even going to look at me?" You asked almost breathlessly as you turned your whole body to him in hopes that you'll catch his attention, but it didn't work. He drew his lips into a thin line, his face twisted with sterness, his eyes never flicking towards you for a split second.
"Just a single word.." You were practically pleading him at this point to say anything, you couldn't bear the silence that slowly ate away at your brain. It was driving you insane - the silence almost taunting you..so you did the mother irrational thing you could think up.
"Say something otherwise I'm getting out." You said, your voice serious but an underlying waver to it because you knew he would flip out.
"Don't you dare." He spat whilst his yes burned holes into the road before him, the real protective and caring side to him hidden underneath an angry facade. He would apologise later and so would you.
It was silent, only the flickering of the wind through the small cracking of the window. It was night time and you had declared to your boyfriend that you were going to take a night drive. He insisted that he go with you for your "protection" even though he knew you preferred to be on your own on these journeys. A small argument started so you hesitantly had to allow him to get into the car with you.
Half way through the dead silent drive, he moved a hand over to your hand which was paced upon your knee. You felt so overwhelmed that you snapped at his movement, wanting to leave the car that you felt was slowly trapping you, your breath escaping your body quicker than before.
You started to claw at the door handle, your heart racing so fast that you couldn't keep up with it. You felt the car come to a complete stop before your body was flung forward and landed against the seat with great force. You felt a firm hand land on your shoulder, gently shaking you and suddenly everything stopped. Everything came rushing back to you; he didn't know what he was doing, you overreacted..so apologise.
It took a few sobs and reassuring repeated comments until you had simmered down and put your trust back to where it belonged.
An issue that had already been resolved last week had been brought up once again whilst you two were in the car, on your way to a company dinner. He was stubborn when you feel deep into an argument and so he wouldn't give it up despite you constantly telling him that all was resolved and it could be put behind you. He refused to listen.
"Only you think it's resolved because you know I'm right." He said with a smug smirk that proved to you how ignorant and stubborn he was being in this situation. You rolled your eyes and to retaliate, you pulled on the car handle of door beside you. You didn't say anything as you pushed it open slightly on the main road that Chanyeol speeded down.
"If that's for my attention, then you have it." He spoke with nocholance as his fingers drummed on the wheel of his car. With force, you slammed the door again, causing the car to shake from the impact but his face never changed. He knew you weren't stupid enough to get out or open the door too wide so he didn't really care.
"Talk to me." You were practically pleading for Kyungsoo to talk to you, look at you, just acknowledge you. He was being distant and cold to you after you had gotten into a pretty heated argument about the house that you were after; you had a baby on the way and the stress of buying a new house, worrying about the perfect place to settle and then getting into an argument was bad for the baby. Whether or not he knew how stressful his ignorance was, was yet to be decided.
"For gods sake Kyungsoo, please!" You cried out at this point desperately trying to touch his arm to show how much you wanted to hear his voice again, regardless of what he said.
It was then that the ridiculous idea of going to the extreme crossed your mind; you had no plans of actually going through with it but you decided to say it anyway - if it meant you got a reaction out of him.
"I will get out of this car." The real desperate rasp in your voice illustrated how upset you were. His eyes jerked towards you for a split second before settling back on the road in front of him. His mouth was in a thin line before he opened it to say something.
That simple word made you drip your hand to the side and a tear come sliding down your cheek, a sense of relief but tension settling in the car. But his spare hand found its way to your own, a conformation that he still loved and cared for you.
He silently stared at the dimly lit road in front of him as you yelled at him for some stupid reason. He wasn't paying any attention, not a flicker of the eye, not a twitch of the mouth, just a stoic face that you couldn't read or understand.
But then he spoke, almost unaudiably, but the words hit you like knives.
"If you can't stand being in this car with me that much, get out then."
You were left shocked with your mouth agape as you tried to digest the words he had just muttered. He didn't actually mean that, at least you didn't think he did. So you just sunk back into your seat and hesitantly placed your hand on the door handle.
A sudden click that signalled the locks on the door being activated made a tear fall and your head to fall back into the head rest. He would never wish such a thing upon you, he loved you too much.
You had agreed to take him to his friends place but what he didn't know was that you were going to confront about some suspicious photos you had seen. Once he got in the car and you had been driving for a couple minutes, you explained what you had seen to him.
"So you are telling me that that wasn't you?" You were practically flabbergasted at what he had to say, how he was defending himself, claiming that the exact outline of his face and body wasn't his.
"Why would I even do that to you?"
"Oh for gods sake, you are absolutely ridiculous! Try and dent it one more time and I will get out this car." You warned with each word carrying it's own weight that brought the calmness down and the tension up.
But Sehun fell silent, not shouting back, but only staring at your face in disbelief. Deep down, he knew you wouldn't dare so he kept silent until you dropped him off.
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