undercover. | lee minho

thirty two.

"flight xxx-xxx will be delayed for another hour. we apologize for the inconvenience once again."

second time they've delayed the flight. i'm never getting to denmark at this rate. i slumped in my seat, resting my head on my hands, and sighed.

it was currently 4pm in germany. i had arrived at the airport an hour ago; no complications whatsoever. that was until it was close to boarding time when the intercom came on and said "flight xxx-xxx will be delayed an hour." i've been through many delays but i was never in much of a rush as i am now. the reason for this delay is because there was currently a terrible snowstorm happening in copenhagen, so it was too dangerous for the plane to fly right now.

i opened up my phone to find a stupid mobile game to play while waiting when felix texted me.

yongbok
4:03 PM

yo are you in denmark yet?

no they delayed the connecting flight

whAT

for what reason

fuckass snowstorm

can't it just hold off for like five hours? i have things to
do and places to be

it can resume its snowy activities when i safely get to
billund

i wish the weather could work that way but unfortunately
it doesn't

you'll get there soon enough

hopefully

okay well imma walk around the airport with my
sudden free time i'll lyk when i'm in copenhagen

have a good time!

~~~

my anxious breathing from being worried about not arriving on time subsided as i saw the bright city lights of copenhagen. the fresh plush snow blanketed the city with white, dazzling in the city's lights. it looked so beautiful i snapped a quick picture to show aisha later.

speaking of aisha, i hope she's still awake when i see her. i texted her earlier i would be later than expected to which she said she's okay with that. if she's not awake, her nocturnal younger brother would greet me. or not, because who would let a random korean man into their house?

oh gosh, i never realized i would be staying at her house. that means i'll be meeting her parents! i never thought this through. i only met them really really briefly at her graduation. they probably don't even remember me because it's been so long. no, they have to remember me, their daughter is my #1 fan—at least in my books.

the wheels screeched on the now clear runway, producing a roar of claps from the passengers. i let out a sigh of relief, mumbling thank fuck as we pulled into the airport. the airport workers connected the tunnel to the plane's door and we were able to go out.

i was seated closer to the front, so i got off quicker. i basically speed walked out of the airplane, passing by a couple of people when we got to the actual airport. it didn't take me long to reach the baggage claim, in fact i was the first one there. hopefully my bag would come out quick. my worst nightmare is my bag being lost, but i put that aside and thought positive.