𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧 𝐄𝐱𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 || 𝐕𝐌

Chapter 21

Jimin's pov

Im sleepy,
We've been flying for almost ten hours, and my phone is basically dead.
I'm just glad there's only half an hour before we finally land.

I wonder what Taehyung's sister is gonna be like. Taehyung said she's nice, I just hope he's not lying.

"Do you want anything to eat after we land Jimin?" Taehyung asked me, bringing me out of my clouded headspace.

"Sure, but how will we order if you don't speak French?"

He looked down at the ground for a second before speaking again.
"eh, I'll figure it out. Plus, I used to take duolingo classes in French, so I think we'll be fine."

I chuckled and crossed my arms, "really? Say one French word you know."

"...croissant?"

"Oh my God, we're doomed. That's like watching Ratatouille once, and saying your an expert chef." I retorted,

"that's because i AM an expert chef." he tried defending himself.

We both laughed, and went back to talking about our plan.
"So what happens when your sister starts wondering why you and your boyfriend flew to Paris without any phone or contact with anyone?"

"ok, i see your point, but what if she doesn't think of that?"
He asked while tilting his head to the side slightly.

I sighed, "I guess that's a possibility."

~

As the speaker had said, we landed about thirty minutes later, and the plane had started to descend onto the airports runway.
The sun had already set, the reason being that our location is now Paris at the moment.
You could now see hundreds of stars scattering across the sky.
A truly beautiful sight it was, but we couldn't stop to look at it now.

Our main focus is getting to Taehyung's sisters house.

While I was wrapped up in my thoughts, I hadn't noticed that the plane had stopped moving.
I stretched out my arms and yawned as I stood up.

I looked at Taehyung, "Are you coming?"

"yes, but my legs are asleep."

I lightly laughed as I held out my hand. "Come on, I'll help you up."

He grabbed my hand, and I pulled him up with me.

I reached up towards the compartments above us, and grabbed my bag, along with Taehyung's.

"Do you need help carrying those?" Taehyung asked me,

I shook my head, "Its alright, I can carry them on my own."

Taehyung looked at me with a doubtful look, "If you say so..."

"Hey! I'm not that weak," I defended myself.

"What ever you say Jiminie~"