𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟔

Taehyung goes directly to find his Blacky, while the others wait for him outside the airport.

Along the drive, Namjoon can't resist holding Yoongi's hand. He lowered the affection towards his boyfriends since Jungkook arrived, too afraid he would find out. Eventually, the leader takes advantage to be on the back seat, while Jungkook stays on the passenger seat. Taehyung doesn't want him close, but he also doesn't like the idea of not knowing what he does inside his Blacky.

"Home sweet home." Hoseok hums. "What a shame we can't fully enjoy this place." He clears his throat and his heart smile disappears. "Hurry. I don't want to miss dinner. I'm starving."

Jungkook frowns and shakes his head. Says the one who didn't stop eating on the plane. He grabs his suitcase from the boot and closes the door.

He walks towards Namjoon and smirks. "So, what's the plan leader?"

* * *

"Why can't I sleep alone? This is bullshit!" Jungkook protests in the middle of the reception.

"Don't raise your voice you idiot, people are already staring at us." Yoongi says, calmly.

"I don't think that's my fault."

Taehyung sticks his tongue and turns his back at him.

"When will you stop behaving like a child?" Jungkook walks towards him, but Namjoon stops him putting his hand on his chest.

"You can stay in the double room if you want. If nobody wants to share rooms with you, I'll do it. We don't have a single room and it can be dangerous. Better working in pairs than alone, kid."

"How lovely." Jungkook mocks, taking Namjoon's hand off him.

Seokjin approaches the two males. "Guys, I don't mind. We'll only sleep in that room, so you won't have to interact with me if you don't want to."

Jungkook thinks about it and finally nods. "At least you don't rave."

Namjoon and Seokjin share briskly a confused look, before the others join in the conversation.

"But Jin, I wanted to share the room with you! Why him?"

Seokjin giggles and ruffles Taehyung's hair. "You only say that because I share the room with Jungkook."

Taehyung pouts. "But I meant it."

"Don't worry Taetae, we'll share a room." Jimin almost hugs him from behind and ends up putting his hands awkwardly inside his jean's pockets.

"Count me in!" Yoongi raises his hand.

"Hoba, you're with me." Namjoon pats Hoseok's back and his heart smile comes back.

* * *

Hoseok and Seokjin order another dish, while Namjoon and Yoongi study the situation. Some of the guests laugh, others enjoy the pretty view from the window, while enjoying their desert. All of them wear fancy clothes, ready to get out of the hotel again once they finish. Namjoon's feel the pasta he just ate making all the way up to his throat. All of them are oblivious of the situation, and one of them would probably die today if they couldn't trap those men.

Namjoon thinks again about the conversation he had with Seokjin a few days before they left. The owners of the hotel come from a wealthy family, living in walls made of gold since they were born. Why do they keep it open after the murders? They don't have a reason to keep it a secret, though the image of the hotel will be damaged once people find out. Unless they've another reason. . . Why would they want to kill their guests? It doesn't make sense, does it? Everyone in this room has to have a decent amount of money, but that doesn't make sense either. The owners are still richer than them.