Fly To You ○ Kim Junmyeon

2 | It... We... Talked...

Junmyeon was the kind to stay up the whole flight when it's only a few hours. He knew he could get some work done in the few hours of the flights but on board this one, he literally had blacked out until the moment him, his members and his manager were the only passengers left on board.

"Is he dead?" Sehun asked as the youngest has his thumbs busy tapping the screen of his phone. Most likely trying to choose which Instagram filter would look great on the teasing photos he oh so loves to upload.

"He's been weird ever since we stepped into the airport and fuck, I don't even know if he tried to get some behind my back or something," Yifan replied with a sigh as he had one hand rubbing his temples and the other shaking Junmyeon's shoulder vigorously to wake the lad up.

"He should have told me if he's getting some, I could have been through it together with him," the youngest whined. Sehun placed his phone into his back pocket and pushed Yifan away from the still unconscious Junmyeon.

"Hyung, don't die on me. You still haven't agreed to start a bubble tea shop under my name," Sehun cried hysterically as he let out the very obvious fake sobs.

"I'm not dying. Get off me you fatass, I can't baby you 24/7," Junmyeon grunted with the heavy weight that had been placed on him.

"Wow, someone's grumpy," Sehun pouted and made the other members laugh before they made their way out leaving Junmyeon, Yifan and Sehun behind. Sending the leader childish glares, Sehun slung his backpack over his shoulder and was quick to follow the others.

"You okay?" Yifan asked Junmyeon, who had stared out the airplane window. He hummed as a reply before slowly getting out of the seat and let out a long deep sigh.

"You know..." Yifan hesitated for a bit and Junmyeon stared blanking at his manager, awaiting him to finish his sentence.

"... you could always talk to me. I mean, I know I might be that kind of ass most of the time but I'm your friend okay?"

"Thanks hyung," the still trippy leader patted his manager's back lightly and the both of them walked out of the plane together.

I've got a few days before we get back and having to surely meet it again. Let's just forget about it before it's actually time to face it.

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The days flew so fast and it felt as if it's only been a few hours after they landed in Shanghai. But they've already had a few nights out roaming the streets, shopping and eating local delicacies and entertained the fans with wonderful and making the audience feel ever so wonderstruck.

And now, the dreaded moment of arriving back to the motherland and meeting it. From the moment he entered the airport building from the connecting walkway, he could already see it. It was an automated response, cold sweat began to pool up and his heartbeat rapidly fastened.

Quickly finishing up all the official documentation and immigration checks, he didn't even say anything and left his luggage for Yifan to bring along — leaving his manager shaking his head. Not to forget that the older had to still deal with the antics of the other members, especially Sehun.

But well, Junmyeon's mind was just to get away from it.

Rushing towards the male's toilet, his feet quickly brought him towards the sink. He pulled the face mask off roughly and began to fill his palms with water. A swift movement, he splashed the water forcefully onto his face.