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Okay, so we have all seen at least one movie with hitchhikers being killers, haven't we? Or stories and myths about stumbling on one.
But what if....
- So tell us how all this happened again?-the maknae of the gang asked squinting his face.
- Well, it was a nice late afternoon on the road...-Yoongi began sitting back casually on the old coach.
- You aalmost RAN ME OVER because you were half-asleep on the steering wheel maan!-J-Hope dramatically exclaimed while holding back laughter.
- Details, details... As I was saying, it was a nice....
Yoongi's side-3rd person POV
It was a still warm early autumnal afternoon when Yoongi got on the highway. He had been driving for ages now and the loud rap beat flowing from his radio and the Nth coffee for today just couldn't keep him as up and alert as he was when he drove off. But he had to....had to move as away as possible from his last victim's town otherwise he risked being caught. So that's what got him on this forsaken highway still far from his destination. He kept thinking about what could his next crime masterpiece would be when the exhaustion hit him full on and he lost the control over the steering wheel. The man didn't panic since he doused in death all the time so he tried to regain the control over the vehicle before he attracted unneeded attention...what he did not expect was his car's bumper to end up almost * mind you!* hitting another person...
JHope's side-3rd person POV
Okay, he was supposed to leave the town quietly...UNNOTICED... Not running like crazy and most importantly, it totally wasn't his plan to hijack a truck but he had no other choice given the other option was jail. So he did just that-saw unoccupied truck, took out his gun to break the glass on the backseat abd unlocked the front door to the driver's and drove off fast and furious. *Ahh finally out of sight* the man thought. Just as he was about to go on the first highway he saw the old car broke down. He consider fixing it but then the thing started fuming. *Ughh to hell with it; might as well hitchhike, get a new thrill...new vic...* That definitely lifted the orange-haired man's mood. So he left the fuming vehicle on the side of the road and started walking towards the highway. As he reached the side to the road he lifted his left hand in the typical hitchhiker's sign and hoped someone would pick him soon. As he was slowly dragging himself he suddenly got a strange feeling followed by brighter light right behind him and screeching noise. Turning his eyes he was met with a black car driving right towards HIM not stopping at all. *WTH?!* *That's not the dramatic end I was planning to have maaan* JHope thought but just as the car got really close the driver *Was he asleep?!* finally regained the control.
- Dude, sorry didn't mean to...
- To fall asleep and drive over me?! No big deal.-the sarcasm could be almost physically felt at the moment.
- I'm trying to apologize here okay?! Anyways, you seem to need a ride? Come up.- *Hmmm,there comes my next vic right in my hands.*
- Whatever. That's the least you could do.- *Haha, my next victim, I will end you....*
- Then hop up.
The orange-haired man opened the door and sat shotgun, right next to the black haired one.
- So wanna share the name to put to this orange mop of hair?
- Call me Hope. And you-care to share the name of my almost killer?
- Call me Suga.
- Ohh cuz you are that sweet?-JHope couldn't get enough teasing the other.
- Shut up.-the griff voice responded clearly irritated.
- Where to?-JHope asked.
- Isn't that my line? I just wanted to escape.- *You'd never know how much I meand that.*
- Same so we're in one direction then.- *I really need an escape.*
Being a killer had its perks to all those crazy people who craved it, but there was that loneliness that came with it that could be a torture itself, like a light puniahment for what they committed-unknowingly both men thought the same.
After this small talk the ride carried on in silence-a comfortable one disturbed only by the music and the wind outside. But of course the ride couldn't just pass by.
- For real?! We're running out of gas.
- Well, isn't this a gas station over there? Hopefully we'll reach it.
- It's abandoned.-Suga shook his head.
- Well there could be some gas there.
They pulled off the car at the seemingly run down gas station seeing nothing but rust, dust and leftovers. Just as both men were about to turn and give up *Ugh truly nothing here* on trying to find gas there a shattering noise came from within the station,followed by shouting voices. And instinctively both JHope and Suga reached for the guns hidden well underneath their jackets brushing hands while doing so. Of course that was followed by the weirdest looks of surprise but now it wasn't the time for that. The shouting men came out- five guys holding various guns shouting something. It took them about a minute to notice the oddest duo ever- tall and short, bright and dark, Cheshire smile and deep frown, but equally deadly and ready to shoot. And just then all hell broke loose-gunshots fired everywhere, men down and yells disturbing the night.
- Dude, run to the car I'll cover ya!- JHope pushed a little the shorter guy and as if this whole thing was planned Suga broke for the already beaten down car followed by JHope.
- We need to steal one of their cars or we are goners!
Their truck having no gas and looking like a Swiss cheese didn't look like a way out but the unknown thugs' SUV seemed perfect for the job. So the men looked at each other, understanding without words and on the silent count of three they dashed to it hoping their last bullets would help them outrun the thugs. As their barrels were emptied they jumped in the car and drove off as fast as they could,the thugs screaming and shooting in their general direction.
- Ahh this was definitely not how thus was supposed to go-JHope relaxed in the seat finally.
- Yes at least on that I agree. But the real matter right now is-Did I just picked a serial killer hitchhiking thinking to kill him, while he seemingly had the same plans?-Suga was trying to digest the info now that the adrenaline from the shoot-out was lower.
- Hmm, seems that way.
Both men's eyes met in the rear-view mirror and laughed genuinely not having done that before.
- And this is how, our dearest maknae, we became friends. -Yoongi finished his story.
- Yeah...friends...-RM, one of their friends-slash-gang member sneered teasingly.
- Yaaah-JHope hit him, sitting the nearest to him-don't be jealous.
And all the boys gathered on the old coaches around the fire laughed wholeheartedly.