"Be humble!"

"Sit down!"

"Be humble! Hold up, hold up!"

"Sit down!"

Taehyung and I continue to belt out the lyrics to Be Humble as Jungkook cruises the SUV down the open highway. It rained earlier in the day but the sun is finally staring to peek through the clouds.

I won't lie, my fiancé looks pretty good when he drives. He steers with one hand while the other grips my hand. The seatbelt runs across his sculpted chest because, ya know, safety first.

"Guys! Look! Look!" Taehyung exclaims from the back seat. I round my body to look out of the driver's side window. I see Jungkook take a quick glance over his shoulder.

A crimson car with gold details and rims glides past us. The speed of the car causes our SUV to almost shake from the breeze it created. The driver waves their arm out of the window as a way to apologize. Jungkook excitedly beeps the horn back in response.

"Lamborghini Aventador beauty," Taehyung mumbles with big eyes.

"I just witnessed her take Iron Man out for a spin," Jungkook adds in awe. 

The woman he speaks of is someone that Jungkook and I both admire, Tani. She received world praise for her first novel Devil Incarnate. She started the book under a fan fiction site under the pen name mochikookielove . She recently directed and released a movie based on that novel.

Ironically, the main characters were named Jungkook and Jimin. Jungkook and I thought about auditioning for the roles as a joke. Jungkook playing as Jungkook. Jimin starring as Jimin. Get it? Ha.

Jungkook glances at Taehyung in the rear view mirror. "She has good taste in names. Jungkook. Jimin. Iron Man. Maybe she'll get bored of her money and adopt a tiger to name Gucci."

We all laugh.

I begin to scroll through the music in my library until I land on a song that I'm sure will keep the energy going in the car. It's one Yoongi and Taehyung performed for karaoke during our last get together.

Taehyung begins to dance in the back seat. Jungkook slightly does a shimmy along with him.

"New face! New face! New-new new face!"

My silly fiancé frees his hands for a second to do a three second mini twerk session. And that's when things change.

Once moment my eyes are closing from intense laughter.

Boom!

The next moment someone smacks into the back of our vehicle.

Taehyung's body starts to fly forward between Jungkook's and my seats. Luckily his seatbelt saved him from flying through the window.

Jungkook and I are both saved by our seatbelts as well.

Jungkook grabs onto the steering wheel and does his best to control the truck. Within seconds he is able to get things steady. He puts his turn signal on to indicate that we'll be pulling over soon.

"Do NOT pull over!" Taehyung booms from the backseat.

"We have to check the extent of the damages,"
I try to reason. I cut the volume of the radio down.

"Just speed up and trust me!" He snaps in response. I notice Jungkook take a quick glance in the rear view mirror.

"Oh shit!" Jungkook's voice is soft but I still hear it. I feel the speed of our vehicle begin to pick up before he switches lanes.

"Continue to be my rear eyes, hyung. Please!"

Taehyung quickly turns in his seats. Not understanding the situation I turn to look out my rear view mirror.

I notice an older truck racing behind us. The frame of theirs is pure metal compared to the lightweight body of ours. There are two people wearing ski masks to protect their identities. The driver is leaning forward as if he's bracing himself to for his next move.

Why are they even attacking us?

I'm in my twenties and I'm poor.

I have nothing of value.

"Really Jimin?"

I turn to catch Jungkook roll his eyes as he continues to speed down the road. I didn't realize that I was thinking aloud. I notice that our vehicle is going at least 100 miles per hour. Honestly, I'm afraid that we're going to flip over.

"They're swerving into our lane Kookie!"

Taehyung's voice startles me. In a split second they're bumping our truck again. Except this time, instead of a full on hit, they only manage to hit the corner of our rear bumper.

This causes our vehicle to spin out of control and onto the median. Everything begins to happen in slow motion.

My screams begin to fill the air.

Taehyung grabs at Jungkook's and my seats to prevent himself from flying through the window.

Jungkook has a look of panic on his face as he keeps hold on the wheel, trying to take back control.

My arms cover my face as I wait for the air bag to deploy.

We're like a spinning top that was dropped on the open road.

Except we're not a plastic toy. We're in a frame that could crush us or explode if it lands the wrong way.

The seat belt tightens its hold on me. It's almost suffocating.

The trucks finally slides into a muddy spot on the grass.

Jungkook immediately tries to turn to check on Taehyung and I but he is locked in place by his seatbelt.

"The truck that hit us is gone." Taehyung assures as he hurriedly leans up to check on us. "Are you guys alright?"

"I think I am." I reach over to my fiancé.

He's holding his breath, staring at the steering wheel.

"Baby, breathe."

Taehyung rushes out of the truck to check for any damages. I continue to try to soothe Jungkook.

"Baby, breathe." I repeat.

His eyes trail from the steering wheel to me. "I could've had us killed."

"Don't do that. You did your best to get us away from those lunatics."

He shakes his head at my words. "I could have had us killed," he repeats.

I lean over to unfasten his seatbelt. "Thanks for saving us."

"What are you doing?"

"I think you should let Taehyung drive. You need to rest after what just happened."

He shakes his head as he jumps out the car to help Taehyung check for damages. Besides the bumper that needs to be repaired, we're in good shape. Luckily the bumper is still in tact and not hanging off.

The most pressing thing is that we're currently stuck in the mud. Jungkook asks me to hop in the driver's seat to steer while he and Taehyung push the truck from behind. Once we're free from the mud we say prayers before continuing our journey in silence.

Taehyung doesn't even mention his now ruined expensive pair of loafers.