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004: bewitching

chapter 4: bewitching
location: fort wayne, indiana, day 3

"This looks amazing," Seokjin said as he stared up at the restaurant.

"Yeah, well, we're doing this and we're getting back in the van," Yoongi said. Their reservation at the hotel was finished, and Namjoon said they could drive south. But Seokjin had seen this restaurant in a flyer left at their hotel room, and well...apparently they had to go here first before they left.

The restaurant was right downtown, surrounded by buildings. When all seven boys stepped inside, they were greeted with a pub-style interior. Old school Christmas lights hung above their heads. There were framed pictures all along the walls of famous people who had visited.

The waitress got the boys their table, a long bar table near the back. Namjoon sat at the head, Hoseok next to him with the Rand McNally maps. "Okay," Namjoon said, grabbing everybody's attention. "First off, I'm okay with this being a celebration of getting out of New York City in one piece. To have all of you still here...it's bittersweet, but we're still together. That's the most important thing."

"To us!" Hoseok yelled, and the waitress brought everybody drinks.

"What are these?" Namjoon asked as he passed his to Hoseok.

"Mimosas! Early morning drinking, of course."

"Then it's even better that I don't drink. After this, I have a reservation for us in Indianapolis. From there, we should steadily go west. The farther we are from New York City, the better. Perhaps not all the way to Los Angeles. But if we found some place in the middle of nowhere that we could hide in, and we were far away from anybody who could catch us, that would be ideal."

"We could live in secrecy for the rest of our lives!" Jimin said, downing his mimosa and requesting another one.

"...are you 21, dude?" Yoongi asked, sipping on his. Sure enough, the establishment hadn't bothered to ask about IDs.

"I think it's also important not to push that supercharged button anymore," Namjoon told the boys. "If we push it, who knows where we'll end up?"

But the others were no longer paying attention to him. Taehyung and Jimin were downing their third mimosas; Jungkook was flirting with the waitress; Hoseok had his nose in the maps; Seokjin was trying to outdrink the younger boys; and Yoongi was slowly sipping on his mimosa. When the waitress finally brought them their food, everybody cheered so loud the entire restaurant looked over at them.

They ate quickly and drank even quicker. By the end of it all, Namjoon was the only sober one.

He paid the tab and turned to find the restaurant manager standing next to him. "You boys will have to leave," he said. "We've had noise complaints upstairs." Behind him were a pair of police officers.

Namjoon cursed under his breath in Korean. "Okay, guys, time to go."

Yoongi and Hoseok got up from their chairs and grabbed the still-very-drunk Taehyung and Jimin. "But I want more mimosas," Jimin whined.

A flash of recognition crossed the first officer's face. "Aren't they --"

Seokjin couldn't wait for the rest. "Run!"

They all ran out of the restaurant as fast as they could, Yoongi practically dragging Jimin out. Namjoon grabbed his keys and sprinted to the van, starting it up. He pulled out front and found most of the boys waiting, but the police had followed them out and had a hold of Jungkook.

He panicked. This was bad.

Seokjin opened the van doors, and Yoongi threw Jimin in, then climbed in. Hoseok jumped into his passenger seat. Taehyung walked calmly over to the police officer who was trying to handcuff Jungkook, tapped him on the shoulder, then punched him on the face.

The officer let go, and Jungkook and Taehyung jumped into the purple van, closing the door. "Drive!" Taehyung yelled.

Namjoon sped down the street, all of his boys in tow. The police got in their car and turned on their lights, suddenly on their tail. "Joonie," Yoongi called out from the back, "turn the corner and hit that button!"

"What, the supercharged one? Didn't I just say I wasn't using that button?"

"Do we have a choice? They're gonna catch us!"

Namjoon sighed, then followed Yoongi's instructions. He floored it, sped through three red lights, then turned left at a huge intersection. Then, he pressed the supercharged button, and reality flickered in an instant.

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Asterhythm: I just realized how much trouble these boys are in...they're breaking so many laws. But don't they on a daily basis just by looking so good?