Aboard the Black Swan | P.JM |

Alone

A/N: This is going to be kinda boring but it's needed for the story so pls bare with me :)

Y/N POV

I didn't know how long the journey took because after 30 minutes of staring at the door of Soobin's room, my eyelids had started to feel heavy and I had dozed off. On my chair. So I also don't remember how I ended up in a soft bed in the same room as Soobin's, which contained 4 beds. I awoke due to someone calling me and shaking me lightly. My eyes were still blurry as I looked at what seemed like a blob of black. I rubbed my eyes and finally my vision cleared to be...

"Soobin!" I exclaimed and immediately sprang up. I winced as it took a toll on my foot, a sharp pain shooting up to my knee. I looked at the young man in front of me, noticing the absence of the blood I had seen coating him back at the lair. He was sitting in the bed next to me, looking like himself except for the purple bruises on his smooth skin and a wound on his perfect lips. His hand was also bandaged. As I took it all in, he gave me a small smile.

"I thought they hurt you badly...I'm so glad there aren't any major injuries." I said, catching my breath. I sighed and laid back on the wall.

"I heard you got hurt too," Soobin said with a worried look at my bandaged ankle. I just smiled.

"It isn't major. That big guy pulled me off him and broke my ankle. And I hurt my nose as I fell on my face on the floor." I said. My tone was in such a way that what I said sounded like recalling a funny memory. I earned a giggle from Soobin. Then he winced.

"To be honest, I bruised my ribs a lot. I can't move much or even laugh," he said sadly. I gave him a pat on his thigh.

"Looks like your reposting will have to wait. Again." I said. He nodded slowly. I heard footsteps outside the door and we both turned to see Chris. And of course, he cleaned up. He was back to wearing those extravagant clothes. It was a loose black shirt with black pants and a tall cuffed jacket.

"Oh both of you are awake...we're reaching the dock right now," Chris said with a smile. Then he came in and helped me stand up. Soobin convinced us that he could walk alone and shooed the nurse away. We slowly climbed the stairs to the upper deck and were surprised to find the sky bright. It was about late afternoon, judging by the position of the sun. We were gone for almost a day.

The ship came to a stop smoothly. I saw a crowd of familiar people rushing towards us–the crew of the Singularity. Taehyung was in the lead, sprinting with long steps. He finally stood at the dock, panting. Yeonjun, however, didn't stop and ran aboard. And then crashed right into Soobin with a hug. Even I winced as I remembered his wounds.

"Hyung! Bruised ribs!" Soobin yelled. Yeonjun immediately let go and apologized repeatedly. Taehyung claimed aboard. His eyes were completely trained on me as he almost ran to where I stood. He looked worried and distressed. But I held up a hand and he halted abruptly. I was still upset about what he said to me. We just stood there awkwardly as I looked at the floor even though I felt his eyes on me. My grip on Chris tightened and he thankfully got my message.

"Hello there Captain Kim." He said. Taehyung's eyes shifted to Chris and he dipped in a bow.

"You have our eternal gratitude for rescuing our crew members, Captain Wilson." He said.

"All for the Alliance. I hope we can continue to work together." Chris said. Taehyung dipped a single nod. I reached my arm to Yeonjun that was watching Chris with wide eyes. He scrambled and took me from Chris mumbling something about his brain not functioning. I gripped his shoulder and arm and let him lead me down. I didn't spare even a glance at Taehyung. I did turn back to look at Chris one more time.