Jimin hauled his luggage into the backseat of the truck. He outstretched his hand towards Blin causing her to tilt her head in confusion.

"Your luggage?" He finally said noticing her turmoil.

Oh. She nodded. "Thank you."

Christian sighed walking out of the cabin. "It was a good short Christmas break, but the best part was bonding with you two." He let both of his arms rest around Blin and Jimin's shoulders pulling them at his sides.

Blin shrugged.

"So you two are actually friends now?" Christian said with the brightest smile.

Blin pursed her lips to restrain herself from saying anything she would regret. "Not friends, but we are okay... Just...okay."

Jimin rolled his eyes. "We are friends now, Blin's just a little slow." He teasingly winked her way making her groan.

Christian laughed and finally pulled his luggage into the car as well.

"Friends?" Blin scoffed at Jimin.

Jimin shrugged. "Sooner or later."

"Whatever."

He followed her into the backseat as Jungkook, Suga, and Taehyung followed them in the truck.

"Hyung, let me drive." Jungkook pleaded Suga. Suga just laughed and told him to hit the peanut gallery.

They crammed into the truck that was only made for five people, and sped down the road.

"How long until we get there?" Taehyung wined.

Suga turned around frustrated taking his eyes off the road. "We've only been in the car for four minutes."

"Does that mean we can take a break now?" Jungkook shifted uncomfortably next to Catrina.

Taehyung's long legs were taking up the space forcing Jungkook's and Catrina's thighs to press against one another uncomfortably.

Blin held the sides of the vehicle on the turns to force her body not to crash into Jimin's.

Suga clipped a corner jerking the entire vehicle earning complaints from everyone in car.

Catrina had to pry herself off of Jungkook and Taehyung had fallen asleep so he was limp.

"Could you move?" Blin asked Jimin as she was being squished.

Jimin sighed. "It's the turns Blin. I swear the side of my body isn't trying to rape you."

Christian's eyebrows jumped at that and Jimin just moved an inch away from Blin.

*
The sky was scraped with reds and purples now.

Taehyung was snoring, Catrina had fallen asleep against Jungkook's chest, as well as Jungkook sleeping.

The backseat was quiet. Christian was busy tapping on his phone while Jimin stared out the window. Blin's head was dipping up and down struggling to sleep.

Jimin sighed and gently moved her head onto his shoulder.

Her pink lips were slightly parted, even breath emitting. Her freckles looked dark in the purple light, her faded silver hair strands scattered over her face.

He laughed to himself. She's a lot easier to manage when she's sleeping. How could I not see you were a woman this whole time?

"Jimin." Christian said in a low voice scrolling through his feed.

"Hm?" Jimin eyebrows raised. He hoped Christian wasn't sensitive about him laying Blin's head on his shoulder.

Christian sighed but didn't look up from his phone. "I see the way you look at her."

Blood drained from Jimin's face. "Huh?"

Christian's lips formed a thin line. "You haven't looked at a girl like that since you were with June."

Jimin swallowed hard. "Are you meaning... Blin?"

Christian nodded, still not looking at Jimin. "Do you like her?" His voice was low, intiminating Jimin just a bit.

Jimin shook his head. "You've seen how I beat her up, no. No way." He swallowed although his throat was dry.

Christian finally looked him in the eyes. "Why do you care if she forgives you or not? Why do you show so much attention to her?"

Jimin frowned. "I thought you wanted us to be friends."

"Yes, friends. But I'm not blind. Anyone that looks at someone like the way you do is not intending on just being friends."

Jimin wiped his damp hands on his tight jeans. "I don't know what you want me to say. I'm not interested in Blin."

"Why did you kiss her?"

"I thought-"

Blin shifted against Jimin's shoulder.

"Never mind." Christian mumbled. "Just... Just know that I love Blin, okay?"

Jimin sucked in a bit of air, but it didn't help. It still felt like his lungs weren't working. 

"I know Christian." He said , his voice a bit higher than usual.

*

Rapmonster reclined his chair as far back as it could go.

Immediately, a flight attendant ran to correct him, telling him to pull up his seat. "We are preparing for take off sir." She finished correcting him.

He groaned and looked at Jhope.

Jhope's gaze was on the chair infront of him.  There was an expression on his face Rapmonster couldn't read.

Rapmonster's eyes drifted to Jhope's sculpted arms. There were noticable veins appearing. Jhope's hands were gripping the arm rests, his fingers lacked the appearance of blood.

"Jhope." Rapmonster said timidly.

Jhope didn't look at him.

"Hope." Rapmonster spoke up this time.

Jhope looked over at him. "Hm?"

"Breathe." Rapmonster advised him. Jhope looked as if he had been holding his breath for ten minutes.

Jhope nodded.

"So you're scared of planes?"

"Planes, cliffs, anything high, really." Jhope managed to get out.

Rapmonster was about to say something but the pilot's voice over the intercom broke out announcing they were about to take off.

Jhope's whole body stiffened as the plane started to slowly move.

His eyes darted outside the window and all around him.

"You weren't scared when we flew over here."

Jhope nodded. "I fell asleep because we left so early. I'm wide awake now."

Rapmonster smiled a bit seeing his idol terrified. Not that it brought him joy or anything, it's just hard to remember the ones you look up the most to aren't perfect. They still wake up with bad breath, they still poop, they are the same.

The plane started picking up speed.

"The- the plane...it- it could crash." Jhope was subtly shaking.

Rapmonster smiled and placed his hand over Jhope's.

"We'll be okay, I promise" Rapmonster finally felt like he was in charge. He felt brave,he wanted to protect Jhope.

Jhope's body relaxed just a bit.

When the turbulence kicked in and the plane was speeding down the road Jhope gripped Rapmonster's hand.

Finally the plane ascended into the air smoothly.

Rapmonster winced. Jhope's nails were slightly digging into Rapmonster's skin but not enough to draw blood.

"It's over." Rapmonster said.

Jhope's body relaxed a lot but he was still tense, his grip loosened a bit, but he didn't let go.

"How high do you think this thing can go?" He asked nervously. The plane was slightly going up and down.

Rapmonster sighed. "Pretty high I guess. You've been on a plane plenty of times for tours, you're not used to this?"

Jhope shook his head. "They sedate me." He smiled a bit.

Rapmonster noticed the disapproving look an elderly woman was giving him and Jhope. His eyes glanced down near their torsos. They were still holding hands.

He bowed his head a little in respect but didn't dare to look over again.

Rapmonster sighed. "I'm going to let go now, you think you'll be okay for the entire plane ride?"

Jhope swallowed. "Does this make you uncomfortable?"

Rapmonster didn't know if the fluttering sensation in his stomach was exactly uncomfortable but he shook his head.

"No, I'm fine. I don't need to let go."

"Thank you." Jhope sighed.

"I'm going to close my eyes for a couple minutes, wake me up if the plane starts to fall."

Jhope's eyes widened in fear as he punched Rapmonster's arm. "Not funny Namjoon." He pouted.

Rapmonster smirked. "You're cute." He was feeling brave, adventurous. And if they did crash, he at least wanted to take advantage of this time. He wanted to enjoy the few moments he was the dominant one.

Jhope's face flashed red as he turned away. "Why did you say that?"

Rapmonster's smirk stayed. "To take your mind off the plane."

"Oh." Jhope swallowed, flustered.

"Don't worry, we have a business relationship."

Jhope nodded and pulled the given blanket over his shoulders.

Rapmonster tugged a side towards him as well and rested his eyes.