Dream ||JJK||

I'm not a baby

I woke up after a while and folded my warmers. Putting my earphones into my bag I stood to wash my face before I get down. She wasn't in her seat. 

I packed everything, washed my face and came back. I was waiting for the fight to land. 

Finally everyone were standing and rustling taking their belongings. I walked to the door and got off the flight eventually.

Flight wasn't a long one but I feel tired still. Took my luggage from the conveyor belt and looked around if I would see her again. I turned around taking my luggage and walked towards the exit. 

"Yaaa!!!" I was engulfed in a fierce hug . I guess that was my welcome from my dear brother.

"You won't understand my excitement of seeing you after one year. Did you forget that your brother stays here in Tokyo? If I have to add, who earns good amount to provide with what you need." I gave him a smile and he squished my cheeks and I could see few people chuckling at us.

"I'm sorry hyung. I couldn't come because of my film events. I had a busy and rough year too. But this time I'm gonna stay till you throw me out of your house. I planned everything so I could do my photography filming project here in Japan."

"I will never ever do that. Throwing you out. I made you stand for enough. Let's get you fresh before we eat." 

He took my luggage. I looked around for the last time with the hope of seeing her for the last time but it was of no use. Seeing my brother ahead I ran tagging along beside him. 

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I got up from my seat feeling nauseous. I don't know why the sudden sickness kicked in. Then I ran to the restroom to vomit the uneasiness. It has been a while and I am still here, feeling weak. I some how managed to walk to my seat with the hope of asking the guy to help me. Bad luck. His seat was empty and his belongings were absent. And the last few persons in their seats were getting down. I took my things and dragged myself out.

"Why is she still not showing up? It has been ten minutes since the slight landed." I was getting anxious.

"Excuse me sir, I'm feeling sick. So could you help me get my luggage down from the belt?"

"Of course. Which one?"

"The lavender one."

"Here take it miss. Take care." I bowed and thanked him for the help then dialed Amaya, my sister. She stays here in Japan with my grandparents, uncle and aunt and cousins.

"Where are you miss Mochizuki? I have been waiting for you since past twenty minutes."

"Amaya, come to the luggage section. Will answer you later."

"Will be there."

"What's wrong with her? She didn't sound good on the phone."

I was sitting on my bag and saw a guy, for a second I mistook him for the plane guy. Am I seeing him everywhere now? 

"Yo, why are you sitting on the bag lik--WAIT!! You are shivering. Are you sick? Where is your jacket?" 

She started but I didn't have any energy left that I could respond to her.

"Amaya, take me home. I can't sit for long. Will talk later."

She took my luggage and held onto my shoulder as we walked to her car. I was comfortably put in the backseat. She made me wear her coat and drove.