2 | Airport

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[Anna]


I couldn't belive I had chosen to wear tights, a leather skirt and jacket on a plane.

What was thinking, now this flight was going to be so uncomfortable.


An hour in the flight and I still couldn't fall asleep, my chair was beyond uncomfortable and a baby two rows behind me just wouldn't stop crying. And to think I had another 10 hours before me before landing in L. A.

Ugh, what a nightmare.

I was filled with a never-ending amount of worries and decided to think them through and started organising them in my head.


"This flight is supposed to land at 5 am and even with considering some obstacles I should be off the plane at least at 5:30. Then I have to get to the baggage claim ASAP and get my suitcase, but I think that part should go smoothly, since it's so early in the morning."

My hands started playing with a plastic spoon that I hadn't used when I had eaten my noodles.

"After getting my luggage, I have to go to the taxi area and get a cab to take me to the agency. I can't be late to my 6:30 meeting with my boss, Catherine. We have supposedly just booked a last minute client and have to be briefed before they arrive later in the morning. I really hope everything goes to plan, because I don't want to mess this up."

Finally, with a calmed mind, prepared for the day ahead, I was ready to turn my brain off and fall asleep, listening to the calming beats of Troye Sivan's Postcard, trying to shut out the still crying baby noises.


"Dear passangers the plane is about to land, if you would please... " startled, I was woken up by the loud voice of the flight attendant, informing me that we were about to land.

It was so exciting to be back in America - after having spent 2 weeks back in London - in the warm and sunny place, that has honestly been statrting to feel more and more like home.

But home didn't have the same meaning to me now that it had when I had been younger.


I had always thought I would live in the same place my whole life, get a good education, get married, have children and grow old.

I had wanted to follow my dreams, but in my small country that was hard. No one had thought I would succeed with a career that I had wanted.

So I applied to universities that I didn't want to go to.

As a joke my best friend convinced me to apply to a university in England.

We were curious if a student from such a small country had any chance of getting in.

We hadn't expected for me to actually get accepted.

The university was impressed by me and they offered me a scholarship.

It was the best day of my life.

But the worries of my passion for writing and teaching not being good enough professions for a stable life got to me.

I changed my major and pursued management and English.

That got me to the point I was at.

Working for an important company in America.


Hopping off the plane and I rushed to the baggage claim area and I was rethinking my choice of styling once again.

How, oh how, had I not thought of the weather here!

Now I had to half run through the airport in my Dr. Martens', echoing loudly in this nearly deserted place and had almost found a casualty - I almost bumped into a tall asian guy wearing a beanie.

After claiming my luggage I headed straight to the exit to catch a taxi.






[Jungkook]


After a long flight we had finally landed in L. A.

I guess it wasn't so bad, we did have a private jet and comfortable seats, nevertheless I was still low on energy.

The time difference really messed with me everytime we came overseas.


The members and I were making our way through the airport and I was now grateful to our staff, even if I had complained quite a lot about leaving Korea so early. They were so thoughtful and made sure that there wasn't a crowd of fans and reporters at the airport.

I was so tired.

But I had to repress those feelings, which had already started to show in my physique.

Subtle dark circles under my eyes that were currently not covered up by makeup, the soarness in all my muscles and the redness in my eyes.

But I could not pay too much attention to it, because if I did, my problems would become all to real and I wasn't ready for that at all.


As always we found something to do whilst waiting for our ride.

J-hope had just gotten a new pair of shoes and we were all participating in assessing them.

"I think the red suits you, hyung," chimmed Jimin.

His comment got approvement from the oldest member as well, "they look very in, Hobi," said Jin.

But our discussion was cut short by our leader, RM.

"Yah, look, that girl looks like the perfect mix of Yoongi and Jungkook." he said, pointing at a girl, desssed in all black, dragging her suitcase behind her, with two bags in her hands.

The members just gave a quick nod and dived back into the shoe discussion, but someting about her stopped me from doing the same.

I didn't know what it was about her, but my eyes felt like they were glued to her.






[Anna]

At this particular moment I was cursing at myself for buying all those European snacks on my visit to the UK, but I couldn't help myself, every single one remided me of home, so I had to buy them all.

I was pretty sure that one of the bags was about to rip at any moment, and I had been right.

Just great!

The bag on my right shoulder fell to the ground, a few snacks spilling out.

Thankfully the bag didn't rip, so I just tired to put the spilled snacks in the bag as quickly as possible, because the plane had landed later than expected and I now only had 40 minutes before the meeting.

But something stopped me from getting all of them in the bag.


In the corner of my eye I saw someone looking at me.

I blushed a little, getting the attention in public was one of my worst nightmares, I couldn't  even imagine myself in the spotlight, that's why I had a job behind the curtains.

In my distress, I glanced at the person in all black once more, made a mental note to buy new black trousers, because the ones that boy was wearing were awesome and practically ran to the taxi area.






[JK]

When a bag fell from the pretty girl's hand, I wanted to go and help her, but the moment she glanced up, I froze.

But could she even had looked at me, did she notice me?

Because it didn't seem like it by the way she just disappeared a second later.














[A/N]

I'm new at this so any kind of comment would be really helpful.

I hope you liked it and thank you for reading it:)))

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