long flight

"Hyung-nim please, I really don't want to go to USA to hide out." whined Lee Taeyong as he and his manager stood in front of the Incheon Airport while wearing masks, sunglasses and a cap.

"You should have thought about that when you got drunk and decided to go to the club last night." replied his manager harshly to the said male, but he had never been this harsh before.

"Please don't send me to USA, it won't happen again hyung-nim, I promise." replied Taeyong as his manager took his suitcase out of the car and placed it in front of him.

"What won't happen again Taeyong ? You getting drunk or you spilling your personal information and getting your picture taken by nearly everyone in the club and nearly everyone on the street?" asked his manager who was rather fed up with his childish behavior whenever the group ended up going to their families. "B-Both." stammered Taeyong who wanted to sound more convinced but failed horribly.

"Look TY, this is the only way you're going to learn your lesson. It'll only be a month, so stop being so whiny and get a move on." said his manager as he then got into the car and drove off, leaving his idol all alone at the airport.

Taeyong knew that his manager was serious and decided to just get a move on like his manager suggested. He then walked into the airport and headed too the front desk to book his flight.

Once he sealed up his suitcase and waited for a good couple of hours, it was finally time for him to board the plane. This wasn't all too new to Taeyong as he had travelled with the group before, but the only thing that made this trip different, was that he was alone, he didn't have to look out for any of the other members this time which he was rather relieved for.

Once he had gone through all of the security, and haivng all of his luggage checked, Taeyong had finally boarded the plane that would take him to USA, a place he had always some what hated, but never the less he had to learn his lesson. "That way please sir." said the air hostess as she directed Taeyong to his seat in the plane.

His manager had booked the last available seat on the plane, the seat being in the middle isle, and what made it a bit worse for Taeyong was the fact that he'd be sharing with someone, which meant that he had to keep his identity a secret at all costs.

When Taeyong finally arrived at his seat, the person he had to share with had already been seated, it was an elderly male who had been reading a newspaper. Taeyong sighed lightly, relieved to see that he didn't have to sit next to a young female, not that he had anything against females. It was just that lots of females would often make a huge fuss about how handsome Taeyong was, and it always made him extremely shy and awkward.

But as soon as Taeyong sat down, one of the air hostess's had approached the old man who was sitting next to Taeyong, "Sir, I'm afraid you're in the wrong seat, your seat is over here." said the air hostess as she pointed to the seat on her right. "Ahh thank you." nodded the old man as he then got up and moved, this made Taeyong panic a bit.

'If he isn't the person I was supposed to sit next to, then who is?' thought Taeyong while adjusting his mask a bit. "Here is your seat ma'am." said the air hostess as she directed a girl to the seat next to Taeyong. 'It just HAD to be a girl, didn't it' thought Taeyong as he heaved a heavy sigh while mentally face palming himself.

"Hello." greeted the girl while she looked at Taeyong and bowed her head, with her backpack placed on her lap. "Hello." replied Taeyong while avoiding eye contact with the female that had been seated next too him.