Elixir

Chapter 22

           

14th November, 2017

BTS boarded on a huge exemplar plane for LA whose luxurious seats enticed them all. The spy was seated with the staff in another compartment behind the boys. The hyungs arranged themselves linearly, while Jungkook sat next to Jimin. Taehyung's gaze was seized as he attempted to get an appreciable view of the runway through the small air locked window of the plane. Nope, nothing is interesting...

Jhope shuffled through some on-board magazines, Suga plugged his ears with his head phones and turned on his speed metal mini tracks.

The Busan boyfriends intertwined their hands at the back seats and watched movies the whole time. Namjoon, on the other hand, looked worried, he felt a strange hollow in his stomach as the flight took off. His mind wandered to unnecessary negativities and his scared heart whimpered about the mistakes that could take place. He placed his hand over his left chest and gently patted on, trying to comfort himself.

"You're fine, hyung?" Taehyung asked with worried eyes

"Yes- yes... it's just the usual stress" he squirmed, hiding away his anxiety which was taking the form of a physical knot in his brain. He felt Taehyung's fingers gently tap on his sleeve, and smiled at his care.

"Everything will be fine" the younger guy predicted, "We'll be amazing."

Namjoon nodded, closed his eyes, and opened them directly after a couple of hours when a delicious whiff hit his nose. He got up and looked around- the members were digging hungrily in plastic cartons steaming with reheated conventional flight food.

"Oh hyung, you're up? I was just going to wake you; the lunch is here" Taehyung's happy voice found its way through his food-filled mouth.

Namjoon ate whatever was decorated in the plastic box, with neither any complain, nor any compliment. He was silent. The boys were done filling their stomachs and wrapped the blankets provided for sleep around their designer clothes.

The lights were put off. It seemed like the whole plane was asleep, there were silent groans through all the compartments. Taehyung got up from him seat, carefully sliding out of his compartment and found his way to the water closet. He rinsed his hands with a strong lemon soap after he was done and looked at his reflection in the small mirror. Man, I might get dark circles...

He heard the door of the opposite water closet shut off and footsteps walking out, then the splashing of water in the metal sink behind. "Oh gosh, look at my eyes" a low voice murmured. He tilted his head to see who the insomniac was. A smile ran through his face- it was Her.

"Oh hey!" she was equally happy to suddenly bump into Taehyung. She almost ran towards him and stood very close, not only because she wanted to, but the space they were in was anthropometrically designed to accommodate one person only. The air was compact and cold, Helena smiled at him with dry breaths.

He hesitated to not touch her or hug her, she was standing just a few inches away from his face, he could feel her warm breath puffing on his shirt.

"I'm so glad to see you here!" she muffled through her hands that covered her red nose, "Damn, its cold."

"Yes..." Taehyung said and stepped even closer till her nose almost sunk in his chest. He gently put his arms around her shoulders and tugged her in.

"Better?" he asked

"Uh hmm" her voice squeezed out through his thick fabrics. They stood that way, gently swinging like an old couple for a few minutes until Helena tried to release herself from his grip.