Boy Wonder

S3E10|| HOUSE OF BALLOONS

(Y/n) pov

"Babe, wake up.", JJ stated as he moved a bit.

"But you're so comfortable, J. I could sleep on you all day.", I whined.

"I know, baby, but we're gonna land soon.", he chuckled.

"Really? What's the plan then?", I asked with a yawn.

"So...", he said as he pulled out a map, "we're gonna be landing about a couple hours out of Tres Rocas, at some farm right around...here.", he finished as he pointed at a circle on the map.

"A couple hours? Babe, you said soon. Couple hours isn't soon.", I argued.

"I know, but Barracuda Mike says there's a bus into town we should be able to catch, so...", he paused.

"Babe, what if they're not there? Like, they're on another side of town?", I asked curiously.

"Well, if they're not there...I mean, free honeymoon and we can start our life here. We're on an adventure, cupcake. Come on now.", he suggested as he placed his hand on my back and kissed me softly.

I pulled away from the kiss slowly, and stared down his chest, looking at all the blood on his shirt, my smile fading.

"I'm really sorry about all the blood, babe. Fuck, I got your shirt all dirty.", I apologized profusely.

"(Y/n), it's fine, I don't really care. I'm just glad you're okay. Well, physically okay. Are you okay like...", he paused, "in here?", he asked as he tapped his fingers against my head.

"Yeah, I'm mentally stable. It'll probably hit me harder that I was basically tortured and killed my torturer in a bit. But for now, I'm okay.", I assured him.

"Okay. I'm gonna look around for some bandages for you. You might bleed more later, it's better to be safe than sorry. I don't want you to bleed out on me, darlin.", he stated firmly as he walked around in search of a kit.

"Wow.", I mumbled as we landed.

"Yeah, damn. Barracuda Mike's got this import-export thing down to a t.", he said as he looked to a bus, "yo, barracuda, is that our fancy escort to Tres Rocas right there?", he asked the older man approaching us.

"You see any other buses around here, kid? Unless you do, that's your ride. Don't be a smartass with me. And don't forget, you still owe me for that lost load.", Barracuda Mike stated sternly.

"Yeah, I got it, all right?", JJ scoffed.

The lost load? Of what, drugs? Or animals?

"Babe, be careful.", I stated as I followed after him, my bag in hand.

"What?", he asked me.

"This ain't Kildare, babe. We gotta try and lay low.", I advised him.

"Yeah, got it, cupcake.", he assured me as we continued our journey through Orinoco.

"You think we can stop by some like, clothing shops? Can't be wearing bloody clothes everywhere.", I asked as I took my shirt off and stuffed it in my backpack.