parallel lines | MinWon/MEANIE

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Wonwoo didn't like being outside. He didn't like standing in the middle of a crowd, his eyes glued on the nearest arrival gate. He didn't like the bustling people about him as they tried to get to their own destinations. Not to mention the stares that a couple of girls were throwing his way, Wonwoo didn't like it.

But as people started to come out of the arrival gate, Wonwoo let out a sigh of relief. It was only a matter of time before he could get back to the sanctuary of his own room, the bubble of solitude that he craved the most.

'Wonwoo!'

His lips curled into a smile as Wonwoo found a woman in white shirt and jeans making her way towards him, dragging a huge suitcase with her. She was clearly having a hard time with the luggage and so, with him shaking his head in amusement, he decided to come to her. But as the crowd doubled with the arrival of the new passengers, it wasn't as easy as it should be. Wonwoo tried snaking his way through the crowd which added to the list of things he didn't like for the day. At one point, he even had his foot crushed by someone, and when Wonwoo looked around, all he saw was a blur of broad shoulders hurrying out of his sight.

"You know I could have died of old age waiting for you here," the woman huffed as Wonwoo limped a bit towards her.

Wonwoo just shrugged. "I missed you too, Seulgi."

Seulgi just pinched his cheeks and stalked off towards the exit doors. He reached for Seulgi's luggage and was surprised on how heavy it was.

"What the –? Why is this thing so heavy? Did she bring home rocks again?" Wonwoo muttered to himself.

He wouldn't be surprised if she did, though. Ever since Seulgi got to travel the world, she always brought home different kinds of things from her travels. She was just like their mother, always alive and vibrant whenever they were out there in the world.

"Need a hand?" a voice suddenly asked, and Wonwoo turned to find a guy looking at him.

"I'm sorry – what?"

The stranger gave him a friendly smile. "It looked like you were having a hard time with that suitcase. I was wondering if I could give you a hand."

"Uh..."

Without waiting for a reply, the guy swooped down and took the luggage from Wonwoo's hand. "Whoa, that's heavy!"

"Hey!"

"So where's your car?"

"I..." Wonwoo shook his head. He knew that people were sometimes doing acts of random kindness, but he was sure he wasn't supposed to be one of the people to receive it.

"I guess you didn't bring one," the guy said casually. "So, the line of cabs outside?"

Wonwoo nodded and he followed the Good Samaritan outside. They found Seulgi a few feet from the cabs waiting for passengers, talking to her phone.

"Thank you," Wonwoo managed to say after the stranger returned the suitcase to him.

"No problem about it," the Good Samaritan replied, flashing a smile towards his direction. He then pulled something out of his pocket, a piece of paper. "And I don't know if this is yours, but it fell out of your pocket earlier. That was actually the reason why I first approached you. Well, I guess that's it. Good-bye."

Wonwoo was curious. As far as he could remember, he didn't have any paper with him. Nevertheless, he took it from the guy's hand and thanked him again before going back to Seulgi.

"Who was that?" Seulgi asked. Wonwoo pocketed the scrap of paper and turned his attention to his sister. "Where's the car?"

"About that..."