Latch

Ch. 4: Dreams Are Different

Sean and (Y/n) walked through the airport with their carryon items in hand. Sean had a simple back pack, nothing much. (Y/n) had (her/his) guitar strapped around (her/him) as well as a small rolling suit case.

He kept a close eye on (her/him) glancing at them every few minutes. (She/he) kept up quite well, wearing an eager look on (her/his) face. (She/he) noticed Sean looking and caught him in the act.

"What's up?" (Y/n) asked smiling away.

He wasn't expecting (her/him) to say anything. "Uh-oh, oh yes, uhm. I'm just wondering how yer doing?"

"I'm not a fan of flying."

"Yer not? What'er ye afraid of?"

"Just- I don't know- something bad happening."

"The lass is in more danger with us than she would be on a damn plane." Anti scoffed.

Sean gave a reassuring smile. "Eh, it's not a bad ride. I usually just sleep it'all away."

"What's the time difference?"

Sean held up his fingers trying to count off how many hours between were between LA and Brighton. "Eight hours ahead. It's going to be about 3 AM when we get back. Not a far ride from the airport either."

(Y/n) sighed in annoyance. "And it's a ten hour flight."

"Hey, hey, hey, yer going to be fine!" Sean pat (her/him) on the shoulder.

(Her/his) smiled, then noticed the gate number just on the other side of his head. "There's our gate!"

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There weren't many people on the flight, ten at the most. The closer time got to their take off the more nervous (she/he) became. Most of the time (she/he) sat in silence next to Sean. (Y/n) repeated common thoughts over and over to calm (her/him)self.

A flight attendant came over the speaker announcing for the plane riders to prepare. They both quietly stood up, gathered their items, handed the attendant their tickets, and boarded the plane.

Anti snickered the entire time they boarded. He could feel (her/his) anxious and negative emotions towards the flight. Sean was not only annoyed but angry with his immaturity, even though it was nothing new.

(Y/n) sat down at the window seat and settled themselves quickly, preparing accordingly. (She/he) pulled out a blanket from (her/his) carryon and wrapped themselves in it.

Sean finished putting his items up above before sitting down. He looked over at (her/him) and began to giggle. "Yer that cold already?"

"Listen, it's a ten hour flight. I'm going to try and sleep."

"Ye still nervous?"

"Yeah a bit." (She/he) bounced their leg on the floor while anxiously looking out the window.

After loading up the other few people, the plane began to prepare itself for take off. The captain lowered the lights for the flight, made several announcements and made his way out onto the runway.

(Y/n) gripped the arm of the chair with one hand, and squeezed the blanket with the other.

Sean though, had his music in and his seat back in a comfortable position, till he felt shaking that wasn't coming from the plane. He opened one eye looking around. He was confused as to why the plane was so shaky till he noticed (her/him).

"Yer still nervous? Aren't ye?" He spoke up taking out his earbud

"We have to cross the ocean.."