Mystic Messenger - Jumin Han Fan fiction

Chapter Four - Winging it on the Private Jet

The chapter title's a pun, get it? Hahahahahaha

(Authors Note: In this chapter I mention two things that a reader might not know about so I thought I should just explain what they are. The first one is a cutsew, which is pretty much just a tee-shirt with puffy sleeves and it's just so much dang cuter! The second is Love Live!: School Idol Project. This is a show about girls who create an idol group called μ's in order to save their school which might close down. Eventually with their goal achieved, they disband due to the older members graduating. I needed the Mc to cry about something that probably seemed a bit ridiculous and this was the first thing that came to mind. Although it is actually quite sad if you watch it. Sob.I put the opening song up there ^^^, if you're interested in the background. Also, we're just gonna forget about the language barrier between Mc and the members of the RFA, okay?)

Ten silent minutes had passed before another message came through the loudspeaker. My head was turned to the window next to me and I was watching the clouds roll by. I heard Jumin get out of his seat and walk over to do something before coming over to me. Eeeek! I stared at him nervously before he crouched down in front of me and started to detach my seatbelt with one arm. After it was loose he handed me a coat hanger baggy thing which I took with my sweaty hands nervously. H-huh? "This has some comfortable clothes for you for the journey. There is a bathroom down the hall and on your left where you may get changed." He informed me. "Oh, okay th-thank you" I replied shyly. He let me get up and I sped walked as quickly as I could down the hall and opened the door to the right. I felt relieved when I could finally shut the door and get out of his line of sight. I was in a small bathroom, there was a toilet (I still didn't understand where the business went, but anyway...), a small sink, a large mirror on the wall just above it. I let out a sigh. Man... this trip was going to be awkward. But too be honest... I didn't mind that too much. But how? How was this happening? Was it even real? It had to be... This was real and I knew it. But why was I given this miracle? Anyhoo, I guess I should just go with it and see where this adventure would lead me. This was something that I had always been dreaming of, wasn't it? I was asking myself this question as I unzipped the bag to find... OMG WHAT DID I FIND? A plain pastel pink sweater (cute, I guess), A soft, flowy grey skirt (Alright, perhaps practical but not cute enough) and, and, and .... A CUTSEW. Eeeeeek! It was a beautiful pastel yellow with poofy sleeves. Well, it looks like someone knows their fashion. At the bottom of the bag was a small shoe box. I carefully opened the box and found a pair of soft, white pumps. I felt kind of happy with the clothes. Not too bad for a nine-hour flight. It was obvious that Jumin had taken my tastes into account...somehow?I tried not to overthink it as I quickly got changed. Giving myself a pep talk, I slipped out of the door and went back to Jumin. He smiled as I sat back down in my seat, placing the clothes hanger bag with my school uniform on the ground. Ah! Why am I so embarrassed?!

Fortunately, he asked me if I wanted to watch a movie or show. Any one that I wanted! I guess that's one of the pros of being rich, heehee. I asked for the Love Live series, duh! And after a minute I could hear a familiar tune of the opening song' I looked and saw that the large screen in front of us was displaying Honoka, the main character of the series proudly singing. Eeeeeek! I bit my lip to stop my clumsy grin from showing. Embarrassing! Watching the whole two seasons and movie of Love Live!: School Idol Project was more fun than I had thought. I mean... sure, if I was at home, you know that I'd be rocking along as though I was a member of μ's, But I ended up happily humming along to the songs and Jumin didn't seem to mind. Um, in fact he was just smiling affectionately at my enthusiasm which made me cringe. Eeeeeek! But anyway, after many, many hours, the last song that signified μ's disbanding and ending their school idol career played. Okay... in what universe did I decide that this would be a good decision? I swear if I cried I would throw Elizabeth the 3rd at someone. Then I felt terrible that I would be hurting a cat, and hurt Jumin's feeling, a lot more... Oooops! Sigh, all I was saying was I regretted it immediately. I heard the last note of the song and my eyes watered. Jumin glanced over at me. "Mc, are you alright?" he asked with wide eyes. "No!" I exclaimed, tears pouring out of my eyes. He looked awkward like he didn't know what to do. Then he walked over, took a handkerchief out of his pocket and kneeled by side me. I looked down as he started dabbing around my eyes. "I'm sorry..." I mumbled. "Whatever for? I understand that you are blatantly upset about this, so do not apologize." I nodded. "Alright!" I smiled. We spent the rest of the trip chatting and I felt less and less awkward. I realized, that even if I didn't understand what was going on, I would still enjoy it, as much as I could.