Fly with you (MARKJIN)

12

*Jinoyung's POV *
"Have we received the information on the survivors?"

"Not yet, the death count is 577 until now."

"Ok, keep us updated, thanks Heechul."

Jinyoung had rushed to the airport and went directly into the main office. Where he stormed in, ready to ask some questions and get some answers. Outside the office, other loved ones stood, them also awaiting for the news.

"What's the situation, Cap?" Jinyoung asked.

"It's as you've heard it, still searching for survivors. We just don't know where they are."

"I need details! What about Mark? Mark Tuan?!" Jinyoung asked frustratedly.

"M-mark? He was on that plane too?" Cap asked worriedly.

His eyes getting huge every second. Then he started mumbling to himself.

From the next cubicle the phone rang. It was picked up and the receiver nodded, his eyes widened for a second. Then he closed the phone. He looked at Cap and said.

"Three more bodies found. One is ours. Mark Tuan."

Cap gasped and cursed, then everything in-front of Jinyoung turned black.

Jinyoung woke up heavily breathing. He was sweating so bad.

It was just a dream. Thanks god.

Little did he realise, tears had started flowing from his eyes. He sniffed and wiped them angrily. Then he clasped his hands together and curled up and prayed.

Please let Mark be safe. Not Mark. I wouldn't know what to do if something happened to him. Not when we were so happy. Why do you have to do this?! Everything was perfect. It's all that friend's fault. If only he hadn't called then Mark wouldn't have left.

Five days had passed already, and Jinyoung lived like a zombie. He didn't eat much, there were dark circles underneath his eyes and his eyes were soulless. JB and the others came to check on him, they tried to give him company and comfort him. But despite everything, Jinyoung did not say a word.

"He's not even eating. Not a single bite." Jackson said one day as they exited the building.

"At this rate, hyung will collapse." Yugyeom said worriedly.

"Can't blame him though, I wouldn't know what to do if I were in his shoes." JB said as he interlaced his fingers through Youngjae's.

"I mean, we're also worried about Mark hyung but this is just not the way to wait." Bambam said frustratedly.

"All we can do is wait and pray. Pray for the best. And take care of Jinyoung. That's all." Youngjae said.

Everyone agreed and went their separate ways, knowing that they had to come back to check on Jinyoung again. Just incase he doesn't do anything stupid.

"Our rescuers are doing every thing they can in their power." Every newscaster repeated this same line.

Jinyoung watched the news with soulless eyes and despair as the seventh day faded. He sat alone in the dark, hope was not a friend of Jinyoung as his nightmares continued to chase him every night.

He knew his friends were there to support him, but he wasn't just ready to face any kind of news. Especially the bad ones. he refused to listen to any of it.

He is alive, I know it. 

On the ninth day, there was more commotion on the news than any other day. the last few survivors were found.