We drove in silence for about ten minutes until I opened the glove box and found stacks of CDs inside. "These are yours?"
Aiden glanced at me through his glasses as he drove and shrugged his shoulder. I flipped through them and stifled my laughter. I held it up to his face. "The first ever album of BTS? I never thought you were that kind of guy."
I could imagine his eyes widening behind his glasses. "T-they're not mine. They belong to a girl."
I snickered. "Yeah, right." I smacked my lips, looking through the CDs. "It's okay. I wasn't going to judge you. I like BTS too. I mean, who wouldn't?"
"You listen to Asian music?" He said, sounding disgusted.
"Hey! I'm not the one that has their CDs stashed in my car. So, you aren't one to talk." I said, putting in a random CD I found and waited for it to play.
A bunch of words I was pretty sure wasn't in the English language played in fast motion, and I could see Aiden mouthing the words as he took us further away from the town.