Killer Cruise

Chapter 16

Jimin POV:

"Jin hyung!" I gasped, gently shifting away from beneath him, to not hurt him.

I sat beside his body, his eyes were closed, the other 3 of them rushed over.

"Oh my god!" The tall crew member exclaimed, backing away.

"You, lot wait here, we.. we'll go get help!" The shorter one grabbed his co-worker and dashed out, slamming the door shut.

"...Jin hyung," I hear Jungkook shakily call out, his fingers moved to brush away the dirt on hyungs face.

My hands grasped onto Jin hyungs, cold to the touch. He looks as if he's lost quite a bit of weight, his features sullen, yellowing bruises along some parts, even his lips lost their pink glow and were now just dull and chapped.

No, not Jin hyung.

Yoongi hyung sat there, shoulders shaking, body hunched over as he sobbed.

"hyung, you always tell us first impressions are important," Jungkook continued talking softly to himself ...or more like... to Jin hyung "wah. You really gave the staff a fright with how dirty your face is," Jungkooks fingers continued gently wiping away, marks of dust and dirt, along with dried blood of Jin hyungs face "don't worry hyung, I'm your reliable maknae. I'll help you,"

But perhaps the most heart wrenching reaction of all is hobi hyungs ...mainly because he's not reacting.

Shoulders slumped, eyes vacant as he only stares, no tears, no nothing, as if he were a still life painting.

Forcing myself, I looked back at Jin hyung, his hand laying limp in my arm.

Twitch.. I felt them twitch.

My eyes widen, as I look down at hyungs hand in mine, I'm sure I felt it, just for a brief second, Jin hyungs fingers twitched and hit my palm.

My fingers move to his wrist, searching for a pulse.

His skin, cold and still, finally I find it, one spot slightly warmer than the rest of him, pulsating slowly.

Jin hyung is alive, but at this rate not for much longer.

"Jin hyungs alive, get him on the bed," I nearly barked out. My eyes met theirs, life slowly seeped back into Hoseok and Jungkooks fingers momentarily drifted under Jin hyungs nose before he too perked up.

"Well c'mon let's hurry!" Yoongi hyung urged, already picking him up.

It's difficult, Jin hyungs arms were bound to his body with the silvery tape and his legs were haphazardly wrapped together with more of the tape.

After getting him onto the bed we slowly begun tearing the tape off, as gently as possible. I peeled off 1 rather small loose piece attached around his ankles.

On its sticky side, instead of there being nothing but a tacky white surface, a rectangular piece of paper, smaller than the width of tape with writing on it was stuck to it.

I can't read it.

"Why is this open?" Namjoons voice caught in his throat, head peaking out from the vent.

Horror flashed over his features.

"Hyung!" He yelped, before any of us could go over to help him out, he himself tumbled down, miraculously landing on his feet right before the door slams open.

Your POV:

I had to press my hands against Taehyungs mouth, he was about to yell out for his Jin hyung. Thank god I'm in front of him, he might've rolled out of here if I didn't stand between him and our escape.

But people were down there, about 4 or 5 and if we fall out from the vent right now, especially with us both being the major suspects it's not going to exactly help our case.

"Taehyung!" I hissed out, as softly but as angrily as I could, he came to his senses, looking away from the view of them we had below.

He still fidgeted, his eyes kept on glancing back, ah at this rate he may blow our cover.

I can't risk people hearing us either.

My hand slid off his mouth, moving to the side of his head, forcing him to look at me. I held a finger up to my lips, silently asking him to shush.

When his gaze finally met mine, his eyes told everything. The relief of finding Jin, the worry he had for Jins wellbeing but most prominently the fear of losing Jin.

Just like on the night we met, Taehyung looked like a scared child but this time there's more restraint, as if he didn't want me to see him like that again

I placed a hand on his shoulder and patted him slowly like I did when I found him crying. His shoulders loosened, breathing steadied.

"He's alive," one of the men from below announced.

Taehyung leaned forwards, trying to get a better view at what's below. I notice his face grew slightly panicky, he's confused, his unsteady breathing picked up.

Exhaling heavily, his shoulders began to droop, he shut his eyes.

Oh what the heck, he needs the consolation. Screw the no touchy-touch agreement.

My hand moved from his cheek to the back of his head, I constantly checked his face, making sure he's not uncomfortable with whatever I'm doing, I gently lead his forehead onto my shoulder. My arm that was on his shoulder moved along his back, lightly embracing him. He reciprocates, loosely letting his arms wrap around my waist.

"Jin is okay," I assure him in a whisper.

Another unsteady exhale left him, the heat of his breath running along my shoulder. His fists tighten around the fabric of my shirt as I slowly stroked his hair, as Hannah used to do for me whenever I was tired or stressed up.

I glanced back below just in time to see two people holding a stretcher with Jin on it, while another jogged beside them, flashing a light in Jins eye.

Jin is alive ....but by the looks of it barely.

Taehyung and I stayed that way until..

"Guys you can come down," I heard Namjoons voice and then a chorus of various voice speaking Korean.

I let my hand drop from his his head onto his shoulder, gently nudging him up. He lifted his head off me, but his arms still remained around me.

There was something new in his eyes, just a little, not enough to overcome his fear, but a new, almost adoring glint.

"(Y/n)? Taehyung?" They called again.

I broke away from the hypnotic gaze

"Yeah, coming," I pulled away from Taehyungs grasp and get down with a little help from Namjoon.

Oh my, a cemetery looked livelier than all of them.

Well, at least they've got their Jin back, looks like I'll have to find Hannah and Liam on my own now.

Maybe I could get Noah's help? He still creeps me out a little though, maybe not.