It All Started With Our Jacket

❄Chappy 06-I'm Here!

Just wanted you guys to know. The scene is taken place in Korea but they flew from Malaysia. Yeah. My country. Anyway. Enjoy reading.
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The plane started to move. Oh god. My ears. Like I told you, my ears are sensitive. My eyes are closed tightly, shutting my eyes to put out the headache I'm having. I could tell Domi is a little concerned (freaked out. Yeah. That's the word). He took my hand for once in a lifetime and asked something but I couldn't catch what he said. It's like alarms in here. It has always been like this. But it's gonna be fine anytime soon.

Two minutes later and I was back better than ever.

"You got me back there. Are you okay? It almost looked like you're gonna faint. You know?" Domi asked poking my head stupidly. I smacked away his hand. Since when was he like this.

"Ear sensitivity. The pressure is too much for these ears." I grinned.

"What if people scream loudly, or squeal into those ears of yours?" Domi asked. Thinking while rubbing his chinny chin chin with his pointer and thumb and started smirking then looked at me. "What if I, do this." It certainly did make me mad to answer such a stupid question.

Unfortunately, before I could even react anything, he leaned up close to my ears and out the most beastly sound I've ever heard on earth. The people on board stared at us. I could see Mrs.Daubree going red and hiding her face behind an upside down magazine. His friends were laughing hysterically with mine. While I. I punched his face man. I punched him.

"Ow. Man. For a girl you're leaving me a bruise." He rubbed his slightly bruised jaw.

"Any girl can punch if they're attacked in the ears!" I hissed still recovering from the ear attack. My ears are still beeping. That fudging dick head prick cock assho-"

"Satisfied calling me names in your head, now?" He smirked. Is he attacking my brain next?

"Not yet." I smiled sweetly.

"Take your time." He grinned.

I rolled my eyes for the millionth time now and looked out the window then looked back at him counting his fingers.

"Ey. I'm done calling you beautiful names." I punched his shoulder.

"Ow." He rubbed it. "The punch you gave me earlier isn't enough?"

I put my hands up. "My ears are damaged. It's a thank you."

"Touche. Hehehe. When are you wearing the jacket I gave?" He smirked.

"Why?" I grinned. "And watcha counting back there? Seemed serious."

"I don't know. You'll look hot in it." He smirked. I threw my book, hitting him at his shoulder..

"How about the counting?"

"Oh. Yeah. I'm counting off the days I'll actually go to college." He smiled.

"Wow." He doesn't seem like the type though. But thinking back, he actually has the chance. A fat one.

"I don't seem like the type for college, are you thinking?" He smirked at my expression.

I looked at him seriously. "Are you planning an attack on my brain next?! You're reading it!?"

He looked at me. Focused at my head.

"What are you doing?"

"Reading your mind." And continued staring. Then went to my snapback and took it off. He grinned. "I see you happily kissing someone that looks like...me."