Our Friendship Diary ‖ JJK·BTS

17- Flying to Newark

*This chapter turns out to be shorter than the first draft as I'd eliminated a few unnecessary paragraphs and changed the plot of the story. For example, the first draft said Got7 is filming a surprise documentary with the help of BigHit Entertainment and JYP himself. But the edited version says otherwise.

*Anyways, I hope you all will enjoy still. Don't forget to comment and vote because the author wants to make friends XD

Jaykee

Indeed, my parents are all notified about my future whereabouts by JYP himself, who appears to be Yugyeom and Youngjae's manager. "You're an adult already. I think it's time for you to seek for new adventure than staying at home and studying." My father says and this is definitely a miracle.

After ending the call with a few goodbyes, I turn to the back and nod at the boys. They smile in return with their lips forming thin lines. Not long after, the vehicle finally stops and that is when they climb back here and open the sliding door.

Sunglasses, black masks and black caps are readied on their beautiful visages. "Sky-girl, tickets are here." Youngjae says through the fabric material while handing me my passport, white cards, round-way tickets for my journey to Newark and one VIP ticket for BTS concert. I believe these things are costly when I start battling between my own self. A part of me is telling me to let go and just step onto the road that leads me towards adventure; but another part of me is saying not to owe people anything, especially them.

"Geokjeonghaji masipsio (Don't worry), Skysky." As if he's noticed my uneasy expression, Yugyeom pats my head gently while pushing my small hands towards my belongings rested in Youngjae's hands. "We'd sworn to protect you until you've met Jungkook." He adds when I finally agree with them, though a shaky breath is still exhaled passed my trembling lips.

"Here, wear these." After I've kept those important things into my school bag, Youngjae then gives me a set of the same black items that could cover my identity on the face.

As we walk out of the MPV, Youngjae and Yugyeom's presence lights up the happiness of Got7 fans as all of them gather around us. But luckily for me, bodyguards have created a barrier between us and the fans, causing me unnoticed just as promised.

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We wait for our flight about an hour until the plane to Newark, America, lands. The flight delays because of the unexpected storm. As the time comes, we head toward the plane like mafias while everyone shifts to the side and forms a path for us, even though some of the girls fail to control their own self and nearly pounce onto the boys.

Taking the lead, Yugyeom boards the plane first. And then, he looks at me who is shaking while taking the stairs up. I've never boarded an airplane before, so let alone climbing the shaky stairs up into that ginormous vehicle. Sighing, the idol chuckles at Youngjae, who's following from behind me. Once Yugyeom offers his hand to me, the fan girls 'aww' upon his cute gesture. When I grab his hand after a few seconds of hesitation, they scream in joy, filling the airport with crazier and more chaotic chatters.

Nervousness and fear has stopped me from feeling watched. In fact, the only thing that is uttered through my shaking mouth is "K-kamsa hamnida (T-thank you)." And soon, I can feel my face heating up in total embarrassment.

"Cheonmaneyo (You're welcome), Skysky." Yugyeom replies cordially while he pats my head once again. Until now, I'm still suspecting myself to be still dreaming as all of those things that has just happened are too miraculously perfect – meeting Jungkook, being treated as a VIP by BTS themselves, and then being saved by Yugyeom as well as Youngjae from Got7.

All of these are to be happened only in movies and love stories. Yet, they're all occurring on me, thereby changing my entire boring life.

I look around the partially crowded airplane before finding a place to sit down. Secretly thanking myself for grabbing my favourite book along to campus, I fish out the novel to read it throughout the flight. In case I need to sleep after hours of reading, I won't forget to take out my ear pieces from the bag as well.

Now that I'm sitting by the window, prepared to read my book when the seat beside me is filled. In response, I avert my gaze away from the tiny, inky words only to see Yugyeom settling down beside me. A friendly smile makes its way up his quirked lips when I return the same expression back to him. As for Youngjae, he prefers to sit on the opposite side to where we're seated.

Soon, we are disallowed to use our mobile phones when the plane is about to take off. If I really have to mention, it's a little bit awkward to sit like this in the presence of bodyguards scattering around.

If Jungkook is here, he will be chuckling and teasing me upon how a total freaked-out I am. But suddenly, a wave in front of my eyes pulls me back to reality.

"Skysky, what are you reading?" Yugyeom whisper-shouts the question with his long forefinger pointing at the opened book.

Following his gesture, I lower my head and catch a glimpse of the book on my lap. "It's the first book of the Mortal Instrument series, City of Bones." I answer while closing the book to let him examine the beautifully designed book cover.

"Whoa." The idol stares at the picture before averting his gaze to me. "Is it good?" I nod with an agreeing grin. To be honest, this book is really interesting to read until the level which I won't close it within hours instead of minutes, unless I'm too sleepy and exhausted.

The bag which is put on my lap is keeping me warm. So I'm not going to put it into the storage bin.

"Psst." Both of us turn towards the voice source where Youngjae is holding his phone vertically in the act of recording the both of us. "I can't wait to show this to Jungkook." He chimes when my mouth opens in shock. But soon, the expression is hidden behind my I-don't-care face.

"Send whatever you like, I'm just a friend to Jungkook anyway." I say, wriggle my eyebrows at Youngjae who turns out to be shocked on the way round.

"Alrighty, I'll send the video to him later."

Whatever.

No matter how many traps the both of them are setting to let me fall into, I'll never admit the fact I actually like Jungkook. And thank god we are not filming some sort of documentary about how the two succeed in being the cupids until Jungkook and me finally walks hand in hand.

Wait, that won't happen.

In fact, I feel grateful that Youngjae's phone appears to be the only camera. If the whole scene is being recorded and lived worldwide, I'll be killed by igot7s and ARMYs for sure.

First updated in April 29, 2017.
Last edited in August 13, 2018.