Heal Me

Sweet morning

How the moment of the boarding on the plane arrived, Yixing wasn't really able to tell. He had spent all the morning packing his luggage, since he had wasted his time calling Luhan the night before. He had put inside the bag everything he considered useful and suitable: jeans, casual tees, shirts and hoodies, underwear, and other accessories. He had busied himself with going around the bedroom, in search of things that seemed to have disappeared mysteriously.

«Hyung, it's nearly lunchtime. Are you by any chance nearly finished with packing?» Jongdae had whined at some point, and Lay had had to pretend he was over.

The afternoon had been even more erratic because every member started thinking about and looking for things they had apparently forgotten existed until the very last hours. Yixing had taken advantage of that chaos of screaming voices to sneak into the bathroom and take the bottle with his painkillers. And then, in a matter of less than an hour, they were arrived at the airport, getting off the black vans they had been in and taking out their belongings.

Their fans were everywhere, and even doing a simple and quick check-in had taken them nearly an hour. Although it wasn't their first time going overseas, all the boys were excited and anxious, and they all tried to exorcise their fears and agitation in a way or another.

Suho had handed each of them their ticket as soon as they had set foot in the airport and now they were holding them securely, ready to board. The agency had booked their seats all close to one another, so they ended up occupying 3 consecutive rows.

Lay sat near the window, Suho and Xiumin taking their places right beside him. They waited for the plane to take off, chatting and listening to music to calm themselves. Then, the vehicle was in the air, flying over the cities of the Korean country, and Yixing drifted off to sleep, from which he was awakened as soon as the plane landed.

At the Taiwanese airport, a great number of fans was waiting for them, snapping blurry pictures and hoping for a word, a smile from their idols. Despite their love for those fans, the boys were dead tired and they had to go to their hotel, eating and get the information about their staying in Taipei. All the members waved here and there to make the girls happy, and then quickly entered the cars that were supposed to take them to the hotel.

If driving in Seoul was problematic, using a car in Taipei resulted even worse, and Yixing prayed the journey would have ended soon. He stiffened when he felt something landing on his shoulder, but when he looked in that direction, the Chinese boy found a fast asleep Sehun using his body as a pillow. He smiled at the cuteness of the taller boy, always so busy making himself look like a tough guy.

Even with that distraction (he had to keep himself still not to wake up the maknae), though, the trip seemed to last an eternity. Once arrived, all the boys jumped off, except for Lay, who had to softly wake the youngest up before he could breathe the fresh air outside the vehicle.

Since he was the only Chinese-born member left in the group, Yixing had to do everything that involved speaking, discussing, and fully understanding Chinese. That included thanking the drivers, the staff at the hotel, and everyone they were going to meet during those days. Obviously, all the other members were going to listen to and thank people and so on, but he was in charge of making sure everything was clearly understood.

At the hotel - a very cool and expensive one, the boys just had the time to leave their luggage in their rooms, since a meeting with the managers was going to be held in less than a minute. They all ran down the stairs, looking for the room where their managers were waiting for them.

«They said we have to go to room F003. It should be here,» exclaimed Kyungsoo, who was leading the group.

«Found it!» replied all of a sudden Jongdae, stopping in front of a door which read "F003" engraved on a gold plaque.