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Jimin slowly turned his head, his lips slightly parted with shock. Kara squeezed his hand, hinting out that he should be expressionless until the ticket collector leaves. Namjoon choked on the banana milk carton in his hand, turning around to quietly cough.

"Ah." The ticket collector gave her a nod. "Have a safe trip."

"Thank you." She gave him a bright smile, waiting till he left so she could finally drop Jimin's hand.

Kara slid the cabin door, until it clicked shut. Right as she turned around, Namjoon and Jimin had their arms crossed like they'd just caught their daughter coming home from a party at two in the morning.

"Bonjour." She waved, while giving them both an apologetic smile.

"Bonjour my ass." Jimin spat. "I can't believe you made me look a fool while you understood what I was saying the whole entire time."

"Let me handle this." Namjoon put his hand out, before clearing his throat. "Pourquoi m'as tu—"

"Enough with the fucking French!" Jimin angrily threw his hands out. "She speaks English, or were you just lying about that too?"

What an idiot.

"Well—?" Jimin narrowed his eyes at her.

She nervously glanced at the both of them before letting out a deep sigh. "Hi."

"Hi?" Jimin gave her dumbfounded look. "That's all you have to say?"

"Jimin." Namjoon startled the younger one as he roughly grabbed his shoulders. "We're asking her questions, not interrogating her."

"I'm sorry for lying." Kara crossed her legs as she briefly explained. "I guess I just didn't want two guys taking advantage of me."

"If anything—" Jimin scratched his head. "You took advantage of us."

"I understand." Kara nodded. "I was—

"You can go to jail for that." Jimin slowly shook his head.

"No you can't." Namjoon squinted his eyes.

"Hey." Jimin pursed his lips into a fake smile as he turned to Namjoon. "Can you like shut the fuck up for two seconds.

"You could go to jail for that." Jimin continued to scold her. "You should be disappointed with your self. I don't know Joon, I say we call the police on this criminal."

"Please don't call the police." Kara brought her hands together as she begged. "Please, I won't attempt to trick you both ever again."

Jimin took an exaggerated breath in, averting his eyes to his friend before focusing back on the girl.

"I'll make a deal with you."

Her eyes brightened. "Thank y—"

"Ah ah—no talking." Jimin pressed his finger to her lips. "Here's the deal."

Kara looked up at him, without saying a word.

"My friend and I are traveling to Paris for a really important event this Friday." Jimin began to slowly explain. There's one little problem though. we need you to be our chauffeur."

She gave him a blank look.

"Basically, you get us to this building—" He drew a circle on the map in his hands. "and we won't have any problems with the police."

"Deal?"

"Deal." Kara extended her hand to his.

"Good." Jimin gave her a quick nod before he stood out of his seat. "Now if you'll excuse me, i'll be in the bathroom or as the French say, the toilette."

Kara's eyes focused on the wallet, sticking out of his back pocket. She waited until he turned around, to grab it and hide it under her shirt. Namjoon slept like a baby, hugging his legs as they took up three seats.

She too, laid her head on the cushioned seat, trying to get some rest before the train ride ended, and the real journey would begin. It was a couple minutes until Jimin came back into the cabin and found the both of them asleep, the blinds completely shut.

"Are you fucking serious." He quietly muttered to himself, realizing they took up both rows of seats.

Jimin threw his duffel bag onto the floor, using it as a pillow as he laid on his back. He heard a muffled voice speak, and carefully lifted his head. "Huh?"

"I said there's room up here." Kara softly whispers as she tapped the seat next to her.

Jimin ran his hand through his hair before he hesitantly sat beside her and sighed. "Thanks."

"De rien." She sleepily replied.

"whatever that means." Jimin muttered, before turning his body the other way.

"You're welcome."













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