You and JJ were in South America, looking so El Dorado (El Dorado is a lost city). You and JJ had taken a seperate plane since the other Pogues had to leave you behind, you were both sitting in one of the transport buses and talking to this random man.

The random man smirks at you then looks at JJ and smirks wider. He was sitting in the seat in front of you and was turning towards you both as he spoke, his tone suggestive.

“You two make a really cute couple” he said pointing to you both.

You sat up and little and raised an eyebrow at him, you cleared your throat before speaking. Your tone shutting that idea down completely.

“We’re not uh, dating.” you said shaking you head but smiling politely at the man in his mid 40’s.

JJ adjusted in his seat but didn’t say anything, he licked his bottom lip awkwardly as he looked at the man. His arms on the seat in front of him as he just looked at the man with an unreadable expression.

The random man just chuckled before speaking, pointing at JJ whilst looking at you. Nodding his head and he smirked.

“I think he wishes otherwise.”

You turned your head slightly towards JJ as he avoided eye contact then back to the other man. Raising an eyebrow at him as you spoke.

“what do you mean?”

He smiled again and looked at JJ briefly before turning back to you once again.

“Just a feeling.” he shrugged.

JJ leaned back in his seat and had a ‘yeah… no, maybe?’ sarcastic smile on his face. Clearly annoyed at the guy’s antics he looked down and fiddled with his pocket knife before speaking sarcastically under his breath as he shook his head and put his right elbow on the seat behind him, right next to you. His tone laced with a fake sarcasm.

“sure… sure.”