MS. INTERPRETER

S E V E N

SARA'S POV-

As soon as I grabbed my stuff from the couch, I felt someone holding my arm and ceasing me from moving.

I immediately turned back to see who it was and found Ji hun, loosening his grip timidly. He let go of my arm once I displayed a questioning expression. "Need anything?"

"Ahem...Um... Actually..." He hesitantly stammered, with no words to speak. I nodded, gesturing him to speak further when I noticed his perfectly carved face, the brown eyes, the nose, his jawline and those pouty lips-

"Sara! Ji hun-a!" We saw Seong bin beckoning us to leave before it was too late. "We'll have to continue later on, sorry." I picked my bags up and walked behind our great leader with Ji hun trailing us all.

My eyes were star-struck after seeing the view before them when we first boarded the flight. Later, I came to my senses that I wasn't in Economy anymore but in the Business Class Coach.

The seats were paired in two, with really comfortable and luxurious accommodations.

There were monitor screens with a pair of headphones kept and also magazines to read. The screens- just like the space between the two brown seats screamed a hint of peace within them. The food tables kept in the front were lined golden, adding a touch of luxury.

All of it looked gorgeous; the seats, the plane, the view out of the window, everything. All of it felt so 'never happened ever before' and I was feeling awesome but this emotion was limited only till I accommodated myself.

I walked through the aisle, finding the seat number written on the ticket. It felt embarrassing that even though they offered limited seats here, I couldn't find mine.

'Oh! 7C. Got it. This is mine-' I mentally exclaimed as I finally ended the treasure hunt. But it took no time for my smile to turn into a frown after seeing the person sitting right beside my empty seat.

My eyes were blessed with unfortunately seeing Ye jun spreading over the big brown seat; sunk in his phone again.

Everyone settled down on their seats so I had no option to object to mine. I sat down quietly, without disturbing Ye jun's 'so-much-important' business. I awkwardly turned my head one-eighty-degrees to look at him and smile, but all he did was stare blankly and then carry on with his own thing.

That man's mood swings were crazy for real. One time, he was arrogant. Then, he turned out to be sweet. And then again switched to his original, rude-ass energy which nobody liked.

...

It had been only an hour since the plane took off. I looked at the man sitting beside me from the side of my eyes. He was still carrying his own business and didn't even care to talk to me.

'Okay. Fine. I'm better off by myself.' I picked up a celebrity magazine and started reading when I felt Ye jun silently chuckling; maybe I made that judgy face out loud.

The models in the magazine were looking so pretty that I didn't realize when I dozed off admiring their beauty. Suddenly, I was woken up by Ye jun's arm touching mine. I moved a little, causing him to move too. The king of the whole wide world slightly opened his eyes after waking up from deep slumber.

He repositioned himself immediately after realizing that he practically slept on my arm and gave me a weird expression. I stretched my poor arm after passing the state of dumbness of not realizing it too.

I said nothing and avoided the possibility of war between us when I saw Ji hun coming our way.

He stood there; quiet, his eyes roaming over me and then Ye jun. What was he trying to say since we were in the lounge? I raised my brows, silently asking what it was.