When the Clock Strikes|Pi Han Ul x Reader|

(S02) Chapter 15

I glare. “It was suspicious.”

Han Wool shakes his head, like he cannot believe he’s having this conversation.

Eventually, after way too many dramatic sighs and very unsubtle glares in my direction, he finally seems to calm down.

He leans back, exhales, and then—

Click.

The car’s speakers come to life.

A slow, deep guitar riff begins, followed by the husky, soulful voice of ABTB.

Hallelujah.

I glance at him, raising a brow. “You seriously just turned on music while I’m driving you to your supposed murder?”

Han Wool ignores me, closing his eyes for a brief second, nodding along to the music.

Okay.

I was expecting another round of whining. Maybe another "Yah, slow down before I die!"

But instead—

He actually looks like he’s enjoying this.

Like, genuinely enjoying.

His fingers tap against his knee, his head subtly moving with the rhythm. The corners of his mouth lift just slightly—not a smirk, not a full smile, just something soft.

I blink.

What the hell?

This man has been yelling at me for the past twenty minutes, looking like he was on the verge of calling the police on me, and now he's suddenly vibing like this is his personal concert?

I stare at him for a moment longer, feeling the inexplicable urge to ruin it.

Click.

The song changes.

IU’s My Sea begins to play.

Han Wool’s eyes snap open.

He turns to me, brow furrowing. “What are you doing?”

I stare back, feigning innocence. “What?”

He narrows his eyes, then—

Click.

ABTB’s Hallelujah returns.

I blink.

Slowly, I press the button again.

Click.

IU’s My Sea plays.

A beat of silence.

Then—

Click.

Back to Hallelujah.

I turn my head so slowly, I’m almost sure it looks like something out of a horror movie.

Han Wool meets my glare, his hand still resting on the button.

Oh, so this is how we’re playing it?

Fine.

I hit the button again.

My Sea.

Han Wool’s jaw clenches.

Hallelujah.

I glare.

My Sea.

Han Wool glares harder.

Hallelujah.

My Sea.

Hallelujah.

My Sea.

Hallelujah.

"STOP IT!" we both yell at the same time.

I slam the brakes just a little—enough to make him jolt forward hard against the seatbelt.

Han Wool lets out an actual yelp.

"YAH!" he shrieks, eyes wild.

I blink. "Oops."

"Oops? OOPS?" He looks personally offended.

I shrug. "You started it."

"I WAS LITERALLY JUST LISTENING TO MUSIC!"

"Yeah, well I wanted to listen to My Sea," I say, flipping my hair. "And I am the one driving."

Han Wool throws his hands up. “OH, SO THAT’S HOW IT IS?”

“Yes,” I say simply.

A long, painful silence follows.

Then—

Han Wool grins.

Oh.

Oh no.

Before I can react, he suddenly leans forward, grabs my phone from the dashboard, and—

BLUETOOTH DISCONNECTED.

I gasp.

“YOU—”

Han Wool leans back smugly, tucking my phone into his jacket pocket like he just won a war.

"Try playing your IU now, nerd."

I gasp again, offended. “Did you just—?”

"Yes."

“YOU DID NOT—”

“I did.”

I seethe. “Han Wool, give me my phone right now.”

He smirks, arms crossed. “Make me.”

I grip the steering wheel tighter.

Oh.

He just declared war.

Fine.

I press my foot down on the gas—hard.

Han Wool screams.

"YAHHHH!"

I let out a wicked laugh. “I warned you, didn’t I?”

"OKAY, OKAY, OKAY—"

I swerve just slightly.

Han Wool makes a dying animal noise.

"DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE?"

“GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE.”

"FINE!"

He throws my phone back onto the dashboard.

I immediately slow down.

Han Wool slumps against the seat, breathing heavily, looking like he just saw his entire life flash before his eyes.

I smirk, victorious.

"See?" I say sweetly. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"

Han Wool glares at me. "I am never getting in a car with you again."

I roll my eyes, reconnecting my phone.

My Sea plays.

Han Wool clenches his jaw.

I smile.

This is going to be a fun ride.