road trip.

[27] diesel / petrol?

SO FAR AWAY | SURAN FT SUGA
"the feeling of being on my own, i am on my own right now."

taehyung focus
he knows he shouldn't be enjoying this but the feeling of wind whipping through his dark hair and billowing his shirt out is too pleasant to not enjoy. yes, his eyes water a little at the wind's intensity and there are goosebumps littering the skin on his arms, but even so, a small smile sits on his face. a smile that he doesn't bother hiding as jungkook guides the motorcycle through the slowly awakening town.

cars start streaming on to the road, their drivers, busy businessmen and women who wake up early every morning to travel to distant workplaces with a piece of browned toast placed in their mouths. they drive past these cars at a scarily fast pace, the adrenaline flowing throughout taehyung's body as jungkook switches up the gears, and taehyung pushes the slight fear of falling off of the bike to the back of his head and enjoys the view laid out before him.

sitting there at the front of a motorcycle, trapped between two (very nice) arms, taehyung squints his eyes and watches the sun, now high in the sky, glow above the town. it's still early in the morning but taehyung knows the sun's bright rays are filtering in through gaps in people's curtains, waking them up gradually with soft beams of warmth on their faces.
the ground is still wet after yesterday's sudden rainfall but the sun seems adamant to banish the dark grey staining the pavements, with its heat.

the aforementioned sights, the wind coursing through his hair and the feeling of sun on his skin makes him feel at ease. peaceful. calm. it's nothing he's experienced before and taehyung takes the time to lap it all up before something ruins this serene moment.
but nothing seems to ruin it; no disruptions follow them out of the town — no police cars follow them, jungkook doesn't say anything more and the few townspeople walking around town seem to ignore the two boys who ride a stolen motorcycle out of a town.

they drive past the town signs and down several lone roads before emerging on to a fast moving motorway where cars and trucks flock around them. as they drive down this motorway, taehyung stares in awe at the towering lorries that drive side to side with them, their height incredibly tall compared to the motorcycle.
at one point, a middle aged driver of one particularly large lorry catches him staring with big eyes and waves a meaty hand at taehyung, smiling. taehyung smiles back and gives a small wave.

jungkook catches this tiny motion and raises an eyebrow. (he won't admit it) but he's a teensy bit glad to see taehyung brightening up from yesterday's moping act.

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neither taehyung nor jungkook bother to check the time — they've got no idea on how long they been on the road for. but they've must've been driving for quite a while if their stolen vehicle is running out of fuel.
thankfully, there's a small gas station situated at the end of the motorway, one that's different to the gas station where jungkook had fired at a worker and taehyung had been forced to like bondage — this one is clean and tidy and has more than one worker on standby. thank god, taehyung thinks.

jungkook indicates to the right, pulling over and driving on to the raised platform where the gas station sits upon. once a station's free, he drives over, switches the engine off and pushes the motorcycle stand out with the heel of his foot. like before, he smoothly climbs off with ease and walks round the vehicle, taking off his baseball cap and running a hand through his hair whilst he does so. he walks over to the gas machine.