Killer Cruise

Chapter 47

Your POV:

Lorraine briefly leaves, just to send off her friend to the door. Time to up my acting game.

"Hey Noah?" I unsurely call out, lips pressing into a line of uncertainty. He raises a brow my way.

"Look uhm," I gulp, rubbing the back of my neck "I'm sorry about earlier. I was just overwhelmed and stuff with the guns and Ryuu. The killer really outsmarted us this time and I got frustrated, it was wrong of me to divert that anger and doubt to you,"

"Oh, don't worry about that," he laughs, posture slackening "I understand, especially with the whole laser pointer diversion. I would be frustrated too,"

Just smile.

"Ooh Lorraines coming back," a giddy smile returns to his face, as his eyes land on her. He should've gone into acting instead of crime, he'll get an oscar before Brad Pitt.

"Ah, (Y/n)," she places a hand onto my shoulder "I hate to ask you this while you're injured, but can you keep watch over your friend. Some us are going to try and steal food and the rest are exhausted,"

"Sure."

Her hand on my shoulder slides along my back until it reaches my other shoulder, a brief side hug of thanks before leaving. Noah following her like a lost puppy.

An odd gloomy chill runs down my spine.

Looking to my left I find Taehyung, mist of gloom and doom around him, face like a statue from Easter island.

A staetue.

My chin digs into my neck as I hold in my laugh, trying to sound normal "Why?"

The staetue moves a fraction of an inch to meet my gaze, lips pursing in dissatisfaction. Just like the last time when I deliberately didn't allow him to follow us in stealing Lynne.

Looking around us, I find Namjoon and Jimin both resting on the sofa, leaning against one another, trying to nap. The rest not here and Taehyung still pouting, eyebrows knitting up, determination filling his eyes, as if he were getting ready to say something.

But he doesn't.

"Do you have something to say?" I unsurely ask.

He nods, but still doesn't get about doing it. Very intently staring at me, not in the romantic 'oh wow I love them' way more like in a 'why are the monkeys in temple run suddenly faster' way, a vein by his temple sticking out, nostrils slightly flaring as he seems to be wording his sentence together in his head.

Not knowing how else to respond I just copy his expression the best I can, both of us just further dramaticising the look until his upper lip pulls back, exposing only his upper row of teeth.

Breaking out into a fit of giggles, I quickly calm myself, I have a task to do.

"Tell me when you're ready," I briefly pat his shoulder, meant to be a form of reassurance. He nods again, not saying much but following me closely, keeping me company whilst entertaining himself with whatever he could, staring at dust particles even.

Cute.

-

Unfortunately judgement day arrives.

"Good luck, and goodbye," Namjoon waves as us. Jin, Noah and I by the door, they're sort of my personal 'send-off' team.

"Remember don't linger too long, you go and try convincing her and if all goes South, Jin has a knife with him," Yoongi reminds.

The three of us nod, the journey there filled with Noah talking about how this is such a 'brave' move and yadda-da, not realising Jin is leading us down a longer path.