Part 13

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(a bit of a mini chapter)
Suzuka's POV

After the photoshoot ended, my exhaustion was replaced with the tightening of my chest and flushed cheeks.  Jun and his siblings managed to, somehow, sneak into the show as "photographers".  I was able to kiss him again, though it was very short, and I was able to just see him again in general, and that's all I wanted.

We were in the familiar silver van that drove us around when we were on tour.  I glanced at my phone, which was on the floor.  It hadn't buzzed in a while, and that kind of disappointed me.  I figured that they'd be out of the venue by now, but they did sneak in, so there is a possibility that they could've gotten into trouble.  That thought worried me, I didn't want anything to happen to Jun, or his siblings.

I picked up my phone, and went to the text messages.  I decided to text Jun,

'So where are you guys staying?'

Send.  After I hit that button my mind flooded with nervous thoughts of what could've possibly happened to him and his siblings.

'London City Hotel, you? <3'

I let out a sigh of relief, and smiled, biting my lip.  We were staying at the same hotel.

*time skip*

We arrived at the hotel, and we were all worn out.  We decided to sit at the seating area in the lobby for a while, we all needed a bit of a break from cars, stages, etc.  The warms colors of the lobby were the closest things we could get to feeling at home again.  We all enjoyed the hotel lobby smell, I'm sure you could imagine it.  It was really pleasant, you could smell a hint of muffins and things that they would sell by the front desk, at a counter next to it.  The rest to me is unexplainable, but incredibly satisfying.

We all looked quite sluggish, which was okay, we were all close friends, we didn't have to straighten up for each other, and nobody else was in the lobby, besides the man at the front desk, who seemed quite preoccupied by something on his computer. 

We all jumped and sat up when we heard the door swish open.  Three fatigued teenagers walked in, one quite petite, short blonde hair, blue eyes, and a very short, small build.  The other looked the oldest, jet-black hair, dark brown eyes, and a tall but muscular build.  The last, crimson hair, green eyes with hints of orange, probably circle lenses, and a rather skinny but fit tall build.

It was Jamie, Devon, and Jun.

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