Finding Him(BOYXBOY)(2pm/K-pop)

Nervous(Jun-Ho's view)

“Heeeeeyy, Jun-Ho what time do we have to go get your brother?”

            “Um… he said the plane would be arriving at 2:30. Meaning we have an hour until he arrives in Seoul.”

            “What’s he like? Is he mean, ugly, scary, sweet, passionate, caring, a crybaby, give us something to go off of. Please!”

            “You are going to have to wait till he gets here, Wooyoung. Just like everyone else in our group.” With that I walked away smiling to myself. Going into the kitchen I saw Taecyeon at the stove cooking a late lunch. I also saw some of the ingredients put to the side. “Neh, Tae, are those the ingredients to make the dish I mentioned as Jun-Ha’s favorite?” He jumped in surprise, nervously saying “N…no, no not at all. I… um… just wanted some um…um…kempchi. That’s all ha ha.” He looked nervously at me and went back to his cooking. I couldn’t help but laugh. “He’s going to like that Taecyeon. Thank you for already trying to make him feel at home.” With that I walked away while grabbing an apple. I walked down toward my room and looked in. I had the biggest bedroom in our dorm. At the back of my room was a door leading to another room which would be Jun-Ha’s room. With the disease, I was glad I could easily reach his room if an emergency came up. I know I have a small brother complex but he’s the only sibling I have, not to mention we are twins and he has a illness. I even promised I would look after him for Umma and Appa. Though I was very weak because of this illness of his. Every time he had to stop for breaths or when Yee-mo called saying he was in the hospital. I would freak out, forgetting everything and everyone because he was that special to me. I know, creepy but hey what can I say he is a part of me I never want to lose. I walked to my window looking out of it and took a large breath. I blew it out when I heard a knock on the door. I turned to look at the only person whom knew my brother in the band, Jun-su.

            “Hey, it’s about time to leave, you ready?”

            “Yeah I am just taking in the view and thinking. I hope the others are good to him cause he’s a great person. I mean I know they will be good to him but I want everything to go just right. Sorry I am such a worry wart.”

            “Nah, your good. I am pretty sure everyone will like him and be good to him. His plane will arrive soon, let’s get us going.” With that we left for the airport.

            When we arrived I couldn’t even see the entrance to the airport. Fans with smiling faces, video cameras, and signs cheered even louder when we stopped near the entrance. All six of us got out putting our best smiling faces on for them. Another limo arrived just as our own disappeared. The door opened and out came my brothers group, MXis. I always thought the name was weird but it sounded okay, I guess. They got out of the car looking around finally spotting us. Immediately they walked over to us with smiling faces. “Oppas, how have you been?” I couldn’t help but smile while saying “We have been great and I can tell so have you. Are you finally ready to meet your leader?” They all responded with a shake of their heads. “Well then, let’s go meet Jun-Ha!” We all rushed in, smiling and waving hello to the fans. I even got a couple of congratulations which surprised me. We barely had time to sit down when the intercom came over booming “Flight 22 has just arrived. Flight 22 has just arrived.” I took a deep breath, exhaling it as Nickhun put a hand on my nervous shoulder. “Don’t worry, everything will be alright, I promise.” With that he gave me an encouraging smile. It has been almost a whole decade since we have seen each other in person. Suddenly the doors opened letting the confused passengers off. I looked and looked and finally spotting him. He was talking to this girl, then he looked up and our eyes met. The biggest smile that I have ever had come across my face. I walked up to him stopping a foot away. With cameras snapping pictures, I embraced him firmly. We truly did look alike, short reddish brown hair which we had dyed “together”. Same face, same height, weight everything except our eyes. His were blue and my own were brown. We pulled apart our hug and beamed at each other. “An-nyong Oppa.” He said. “Yeah, An-nyong. Ha ha.”

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Hey guys I really hope you are enjoying this story. So far though I just want you guys to know how close of a bond the two brothers have with each other. By the way please vote thank you!