ғᴏᴜʀᴛʏ sɪx
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All trainees report to the main training room at once. Your extended break has now been overdue. The second half of training will take place today, as we will introduce and explain what we further expect from you all.
Taehyung sat in his bed, biting his fingernails, as he heard the intercom shut off.
He gripped at his hair, and paced around his room. A loud knock came from outside, as he jumped back.
"Everyone wake up."
He heard Namjoon's familiar voice, and slowly crept to the door.
"That way." He yelled. "To the training room."
Tae giggled to himself, as Namjoon reminded him of the inflatable balloons at gas stations. He walked alone this time, as he usually had his two buddy's with him.
Jin glanced at his watch, and pulled Yoongi over.
"Where the hell is Jimin?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "Sleeping probably."
Jin looked around the room, and quickly left without saying a word.
"Did you get everyone?" He asked Namjoon as he spotted him in the hall.
Namjoon looked down at the clipboard, and shook his head. "Jungkook and El are still sleeping."
Jin cupped his hands around his mouth. "Bacon!"
Namjoon raised his brow. "That's odd. Usually she'd be out the door by now."
"That's because she's with Jimin." He marched up stairs, while Namjoon followed him.
"Wait, maybe we should knock."
Jin glared at Namjoon.
"Why would-Namjoon why are you grinning?"
"Nothing." He smiled to himself.
"They don't, right?"
Namjoon put his hands up. "Don't ask me."
He knocked on the door, then cracked it open when he got no response.
"Are you serious."
Namjoon squinted his eyes, scared of what he would see. His face when straight when he saw an empty room.
"They're gone."
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"Jungkook it's okay, just close your eyes."
I tried to comfort him, as he nearly disconnected my arm from its socket.
"Jimin what the hell are you doing?" I yelled.
He turned around, a beer in one hand, and a bottle opener in the other. Jungkook quickly opened his eyes, and started having a panic attack.
"Leana, we're going to actually die. I mean it this time. You know he's crazy and he'll kill us without even hesitating, you need to talk to him now."
Jimin grinned, chugging the bottle.
I crawled beside him, and gave him a look.
"What?" He laughed.
"Are you scaring him on purpose?"
"No." He defended himself, but immediately shattered when I raised my brows.
"I'm not, I swear."
"Then put the beer down."
He dropped the bottle, and ran his hand through his hair.
"And put you hand on the control thingy." I grabbed his arm, moving it forward.
"You love being in control, don't you?"
I glared at him, but became concerned when Jungkook slowly raised his head.
"I'm going to vomit."
I almost screamed, and jumped back, hitting my head on the top of the jet.
Jimin narrowed his eyes. "El, what the fuck are you doing?"
"Listen, I like to think I'm a tough girl, but I hate, and I mean hate throw up."
Jungkook felt the bile traveling up, and crouched down, holding his mouth shut.
I moved towards Jimin, grabbing his shirt.
"You need to help him."
"Why me?"
"I'll pass out Jimin."
"Why can't he just dip his head out the door, and let it all out."
I punched his shoulder, knocking sense into him, and he finally agreed.
"Just make sure the thing's going straight." He ordered as I sat in his seat.
"What do you want me to do again?"
"Just comfort him." I yelled.
He rolled his eyes, and glanced at Jungkook. "Are you gonna throw up or-"
His gaze immediately went towards his shoes, as they were covered in Jungkook's vomit. He was absolutely silent, as he took a minute to let what happened sink in.
"Jimin calm down."
I knew things like that made him angry, and now I was afraid that he'd take it out on poor Jungkook.
Jimin pursed his lips together. "Give me something-"
"Give you what?" The engine was so loud, I couldn't hear his mumbling.
"Give me something to wipe his shit." He yelled, and I definitely heard him this time. I tossed him the roll of paper towels, and he quickly bent down to wipe his shoes.
"Jungkook, are you okay?" I asked.
"Mhm." He groaned, but I took it as a yes.
"I'll be there in a second. Jimin let's switch."
He glared at me, and I knew it wasn't the time to laugh, but I desperately needed to. His tendency of bad luck just gets me every time.
He waited till I moved from his seat, and sat back down. I grabbed a water bottle, and wiped his mouth, before I opened it for him.
"Thanks." He said, before gulping the water down. He made a face, and I patted his back.
"I know." I continued to rub his back, while he forced himself to drink the unappetizing water.
I quickly turned around, impatient. "Are we almost there?"
"I don't know El? Why'd you go east when I told you to keep straight."
His voice seemed irritated, and I kind of realized it probably was my fault. Oops.
"Sorry." I quietly mumbled.
"It's okay."
I looked back at Jungkook, who was shivering at the spot. I felt his forehead for a fever. "Do you want to go to sleep?"
"N-no I can't sleep."
"Hang in there, were almost landing." Jimin mumbled.
I looked up at Jimin after he spoke, and couldn't help but smile.
Jungkook lifted his head. "Really?"
"Yeah, about ten minutes. Sleep while you can."
He listened to Jimin's words, and laid his head on my lap.
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"How the hell did they take a jet? Jimin doesn't even know how to fly a paper plane."
Namjoon shrugged his shoulders. "He's a fast learner?"
"No, not really." Jin muttered.
They walked back to the training room, and noticed Yoongi trying to sort out the ruckus all by himself.
"Thank goodness. Where were you guys."
Jin sighed. "Jimin left."
"Again?"
"Mhm."
"This time, he took her with him."
"Wait." Namjoon held his clipboard up. "Jungkook went too."
"The more the merrier." Jin faked his smile.
"Do we tell anyone?"
"No. We'll train them like normal, and then we can start asking questions." He glanced at Taehyung from across the room.
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Somehow, Jungkook rolled off my lap and ended up curled in the corner. I giggled as I watched him hug his knees.
My gaze shifted to Jimin, who was continuously lifting his head back up.
"How are you hanging in there?"
I rubbed his arm, waking him little by little. It's funny, he was steering the jet, yet I was waking him up.
"Hmm." His eyes traveled down to my hand, as he placed his over mine.
"You want me to sit up front, so you can sleep?"
He shook his head. "Go, sleep."
"I'm not leaving you alone."
"I'm not alone." He lifted my hand, kissing it.
I laid my head onto the back of his seat, my hand still locked with his. My eyes closed as soon as I felt his thumb rub circles onto my skin.
"I never got to tell you how much I've missed you."
I smiled as I listened to his raspy voice speak. It was low, almost like his morning voice. It was silent for a moment, before I chuckled.
"You know what's crazy?" I turned my face to him.
"I came here thinking that I'd have nothing to take with me as I left. I was wrong. I was so wrong." I whispered.
His grip on my hand got tighter. It's like he felt me tense up. He took a deep breath in.
"You know what I find crazy?" He asked, his voice low.
"What?" I smiled.
"That out of all people, you chose me."
Not a word escaped my mouth. I stared into his eyes as if it were the last time I'd see them. The feeling in my stomach arised, and once again, I was left with a helplessness feeling.
"Because I love you." I mumbled, loud enough for him to hear.
He looked down at my hand, and softly chuckled.
"Save that for me."
I titled my head, confused as to what he was talking about. I glanced down, almost shedding a million tears.
His hand held onto my ring finger, as his eyes were closed. He swayed my hand back and forth, as I was still flustered by his words. He couldn't have meant that.
I laid back, as he did, and closed my eyes. I tried to clear my mind, but his words played like a symphony in my head.
Before I knew it, I was waking up from my sleep. My hand was still intertwined with Jimin's. I blinked until my eyes adjusted to the bright sunlight.
I smiled at Jungkook, who was rubbing his eyes. I swear, sometimes I feel like he's my younger brother.
I quickly let go of Jimin's hand. He probably wanted to alternate between them, so one arm wouldn't get tired. Poor baby didn't want to wake me up.
"Do you need me to-
"No, we're almost landing."
Jungkook yawned. "You said that two hours ago."
"Jimin, that's where we're supposed to land. Where the hell are you going?"
"Into the jungle." He defended himself.
"How are you going to land in between trees? We have to land at the village, and walk from there."
He rolled his eyes. "We need shelter El, and plus, we can't be seen. You heard him."
"If you crash this thing. I'll kill you on the way down."
"Then if you think you're so fucking great at this, here." He let go of the control stick, and moved to the side.
Oh shit. It takes hours to get angry Jimin back to normal Jimin. I'm absolutely screwed.
"Jimin I'm sorry, you're right. Just go back."
He shrugged me off, and drank from the newly opened bottle of vodka.
"El do something." Jungkook pleaded.
I jumped into the seat, and focused on the direction I wanted to go in. It's all just simple movements, right? I lightly moved the lever to the left, and both Jungkook and Jimin flew to the side, slamming into the door.
Jimin spread his hands out, as he was drenched in alcohol. I cupped my hand around my mouth, and briefly looked back.
"Sorry, this is harder than it looks."
A hand roughly yanked my arm back, until I was left on the floor. Jimin adjusted the jet, so that we were finally landing. I held onto Jungkook, while he kept his eyes shut tight.
"Jungkook, keep your eyes closed."
Of course being Jungkook, he did the opposite. He screamed into the air, causing partial deafness in my right ear.
A loud thump signaled that we safely landed.
Or so I thought.
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"Taehyung."
Yoongi casually motioned his hand. Tae's eyes immediately brightened, as he dropped what he was doing, and ran over quickly.
"Y-yes?"
"Let's take a walk."
They walked for what felt like hours, talking about training and fitness to things like tigers and food.
"Are you comfortable yet?"
Tae bit his bottom lip. "What are you talking about?"
"You know what I'm talking about."
He gulped, shifting form one foot to another. "I don't kn-
"Yes you do. Just tell me, so I can bring them back. You don't want to see your friends hurt, do you?"
He shook his head. "Of course not."
"Then listen carefully. You need to tell me where they went, and why they left."
"I- I can't."
Yoongi sighed, taking a step back.
"Your friends are in trouble. They could die out there. If you cared about them, you would tell me where they were so we could bring them back home safe."
"They aren't safe here."
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"Holy fu-"
I covered Jimin's mouth, afraid of getting Jungkook's attention.
"Did we land?"
I nervously laughed. "Uh, not yet. Keep your eyes closed."
Jungkook bent back down, covering his eyes. I slowly made eye contact with Jimin. He stood up to move, and I immediately reached my hand out for him to grab.
The jet hovered its weight to the left, letting Jimin fall into my arms. More like on top of me, crushing my bones. I felt the urge to scream, as we continued to tilt to the left.
"We're gonna die."
I glared at Jimin, but it was too late. Jungkook now had his eyes open.
"Holy sh-"
I tried to hold him down, but he continued to pace in the small space he had.
"This is your fault." He pointed at Jimin.
"My fault? You couldn't have done any better."
Jungkook narrowed his eyes. "We're gonna die in a tree. Maybe if you'd listen to your girlfriend, we wouldn't be in this mess."
"Maybe if you weren't such a fuck up, Lisa would still be alive."
AUTHORS NOTE
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