Collision || OT7

♤ Four ♤

The feeling of suffocating was on that was hard to fight off, especially when you were stuffed in the boot of a car as Jackson was. He couldn't help but sigh in exhaustion, at least when he was locked in the room there was some light, but here there was nothing but darkness shrouding him and he had lost track of time.

Jackson twisted his bounded hands until they were pressed together, almost as if he was mid-prayer, the rope painfully scraping against his skin and he knew that it was probably bright red from the harsh treatment. He chose to ignore the pain, instead contorting his body so that his chest was tucked more tightly against his thighs and he could finally have enough taut rope to be able to press his lips to Namjoon's exposed wrist, right above his soulmark.

A spark of warmth instantly rushed through him and he could feel the echo of relief from his soulmate at the connection. Despite it being a weak form of communication as their soulbond was platonic, neither man could deny the comfort it gave them. It was at a time like this where Jackson wished their bond had been a little deeper because then he could apologise to Namjoon for what he was about to attempt.

Instead Jackson waited patiently, biding his time until he heard the tale-tell signs of rushing water, letting him know that they were travelling over the bridge. When the first caresses of waves crashing against the bridge reached his ears Jackson took action. He sat up and pushed back the cap of the boot with his head and using the rear of the car as a springboard to the front.

With desperation he forced himself to the seat behind the driver, throwing the loop of rope over the headrest around the man's throat and feeling no remorse as he struggled for oxygen. The driver let go of the wheel in his panic, trying to claw off the rope and push away his assailant, resulting in the car swerving dangerously right and left.

Jackson realised a moment too late that the car was crashing through the barrier on the bridge, all he could focus on was the blaring sirens that threatened to deafen him as the car plunged forward, towards the icy depths below.