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This chapter probably will suck but please bear with me!
and I highly apologize for not updating much. I got so busy with school and my internet's fucked. So all in all, I'm really sorry for the slow updates. this isn't my best but still, I hope you enjoy this chapter. ❤️

• sophia~

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I couldn't help but squirm in my seat, my heart thumping hard against my chest, eyes trained on the many building we pass by. It has been a month since we arrived here in busan, where Namjoon's family vacation house is located, but it was the first time we ever strolled the city without the intentions of searching for a missing person and for once, to have fun.

Instead of using the usual van, we are currently on Namjoon's beige pick up truck. And guessing by the change of vehicle today, things are going to get fucked up.

It's already seven past thirty, the sky have already dimmed but much to my stress, none of the starts were in sight, not even the moon. The sky was simply plain and dark, and I don't know whether to feel mad or depressed at all.

"—yes, babe." I heard Yoongi said in a hushed voice from behind. And by the sound of it, he's on the phone with his girlfriend whilst other than Seokjin who's driving, the others were pretty passed out on their seats, a mellow song playing in the background.

I'm seated with my brother in the front seat this time, completely aware of his glances from time to time, his fingers tapping on the steering wheel along the beat of the music. I could feel bile rising up my system. I feel sick or rather nervous. Jin must've sensed it as he reached to give my hand a soft squeeze. "It's okay, you'll be fine." He said, a small smile on his lips.

"I don't know, hyung." I gulped. "I might fuck this up."

"You won't, jungkook-ah." He said. "The moral of this activity is you have fun and let everything go. It is a night of no worries. Just enjoy and anything else will follow."

I could only let out a breathy sigh. I'm far from feeling good about this one. I could feel my hands shaking and despite the coldness of the weather as it's already nearing the end of November, my palms grew sweaty and I feel hot suddenly with my lips trembling and my teeth chattering, not in cold but rather in utmost nervousity.

I have a bad feeling about this.

"You're going to be fine, trust me." Jin said, eyes trained on the road. "I've once been in your place. I know you don't feel good at all, but I can assure you you'll feel a whole lot better after this."

"Okay," was all I could say before diverting my attention back to the buildings we passes by outside.

After a good fifteen minutes, we came an abrupt stop on a huge tunnel. It was illuminated by a few lights, making it a bit dim and yellowish. He parked the car diagonally, refraining any vehicle from passing by. He pressed the honk three times, thus waking up the others.

I could hear the loud honks and complaints of the people outside, angry remarks and scowls directed at us. I was snapped out from the outside when I felt something cold placed on my hand. I look up to see Namjoon giving me a sheepish smile before my gaze then went down to my hands, eyes wide to see a spray can and a bag of cheetos.

"Let's get the party started," I heard hoseok say before he opened the door and exited the vehicle, a smug smirk displayed across his face. Taehyung followed suit as well, then everybody got out, except for my brother.

The defeaning noise of cars and protests could be heard, the great smoke filling my nostrils as one by one, people grew impatient. "Fucking move you bastards!" one of them yelled, a few consecutive honks from him.

I stood behind Taehyung closely, not until Namjoon told me to climb up the truck and sit on the roof and just simply speculate them for a few minutes. And damn fuck they were intense, drawing graffities in each cars, ignoring the owners wild protests and such. I watched them with a frown, hands leaned behind me for support.

It was then when Yoongi came running up to me, gesturing to jump to which I did. "Welcome to our world," he said when I finally got close to him. He had on a devious smirk as he tugged on my arm, pointing at the bag of cheetos and spray paint my my hand.

"Three minutes til the cops arrive!" Jin yelled from behind, his voice filled with glee and laughters. He is enjoying this. "Have fun Jungkook!" I heard him call from behind.

Maybe it was in the way Taehyung jumped on a certain hood of a car, a careless smile plastered on his face as he drew a large X mark on the glass shield, maybe it was in the way hoseok drank his beer and splashed it all over on a window, or the way Yoongi smugly giving everybody the naughty finger, screaming such profanities.

Or maybe it was Jimin screaming in the back of my mind, image of him jumping on a certain vehicle and dumping his unfinished drink on it before turning to look at me, his eyes full of joy and mischief, asking me to come join the fun and let loose.

"C'mon Jungkook!" I heard Namjoon laughed, slingin an arm on my shoulders before pulling me wherever. I could feel the rush in my veins as I walked along with him, eating my cheetos on the process.

I still feel a little uneasey about all these, but it sure looks hella fun. It's looks exciting. All of them, Namjoon, Hoseok, Taehyung, Yoongi and even Seokjin— they all look like they could care less about the world and the people around them. It's like they don't hear the noises and complaints at all and instead, they hear one real great symphony playing in the background.

I don't know whether I'm just imagining things or I'm just simply going crazy. Because sadly, I'm starting to hear it too.

So without much thought, I let out a loud howl, disposing the bag of cheetos in my hand and throwing it somewhere. I made use of the spray can Namjoon gave me and for once ever since Jimin left, I feel good.

The familiar thrill crept inside me, the rush of adrenaline to my veins when the others followed suit and howled like we were a pack of werewolves. I ignored the complains and angry remarks of everybody and rather focused on letting myself loose and go with the flow.

I must say, it feels good.

"Fifty seconds!" Seokjin announced as we heard the familiar siren of police cars in the distance. I could see some passengers getting out of their cars as well and looks like their ready to give us a piece of their minds for ruining their precious vehicles.

"You assholes!" One of the many yelled, ready to charge at us at any moment.

We took this time to escape. We ran past Jin for a headstart whilst he drove behind us, his speed accelerating until he came to an abrupt stop just a few meters away from us. The four of us climed on the back of the truck while Namjoon sat inside the passenger seat, to accompany his boyfriend.

We doubled our time and in a speed of light, we were already out the tunnel. But still, the adrenaline and the rush of euphoria never once left our beings. Our laughters and screams of success lulled the moonless night, our voices echoing through every corners and every walls of the city.

Just when I thought the night has already ended, I frowned when we took a different turn, earning a chuckle from the three. "We're not going home just yet, kook." Yoongi smirked, finishing off his beer.

I didn't stress asking where we're headed to. Not knowing where to did not bother me at all. Instead I howled like earlier, earning soft chuckles from the hyungs before the followed suit and howled through the night. Our smiles screams nothing but genuine, a certain spark ignited within me.

I feel happy, thrilled and free. But somehow beyond all these, I wish to be with Jimin. To have done such thing with my favourite fluffball in the world. My partner in crime. A part of me screams of his name and longs for his presence but also a part of me says to just fuck it and for once stop depending my happiness on him.

and I did.

I could still hear the faint noise blaring from the cops, a smirk making its way to my face for the first time as the cold wind splashed through my face, causing my hair to wobble in the air, my arms spread as if imitating the titanic scene, Hoseok giving me a friendly back hug whilst Taehyung laughs, his head rested on the rounds of Yoongi's shoulder.

After a while, Namjoon's head popped out the window, wind splashing across his face as well, eyes squinted as he smiled and wave at us. "How are you holding up there?" I managed to hear him despite the difficulty with the wind flooding my ears.

I grinned, "Great!" I replied, yelling so he could hear me. He grinned back, his teeth in full display before throwing a can of beer in the air and to my surprise, Hoseok caught it so casually, flashing me his toothy grin before handing the can to his boyfriend who gave him a flying kiss as gratitude.

Namjoon threw three more cans consecutively, which Hoseok catched like it was no big deal, handing each Yoongi and I our cans. I could only sigh in satisfactory as I sipped on my beer, the warm feeling of alcohol passing through my throat.

"Just Beautiful," I heard Yoongi's voice boomed from beside me, making me snap my gaze away from the breathtaking scenery of city lights and to him. His gaze were directed at the scene unfold, sipping on his beer from time to time.

I didn't need to be told where we're to. Based on the surroundings, I could tell we're off to the top of the mountain, where I heard an overlook of the whole city could be best seen and adored upon.

"I wish Jimin was here," I blurted out, sighing as I do so. "I miss him."

"But he's here, Jungkook-ah." I heard taehyung from behind, his voice filled with chuckles and genuine happiness.

I smiled, remembering his words earlier.

Jimin. I thought, clutching a hand over my chest.

Yeah, indeed he is here.