No Better Heaven Than You.

Maybe Someday We'll Grow

Show love in every situation~
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•A I R I

My heart did jumping jacks behind my rib cage, as we boarded the plane. I couldn't hardly think straight, let alone emotionally process what was occurring. All I could muster up verbally was, his name under my breath anytime I glanced his way. When we sat down, the one thing I did know was that staying still wasn't an option. Unbuckling myself, I reached for his belt buckle while the flight attendants went over the same mumbo jumbo. Pulling the curtains to cover us he pulled me onto his lap. Not a moments time later were we locked in a heated lip lock. It was going good, feeling his warm hands glide up my rib cage, but it all fell apart.

In our daze we obviously weren't paying attention, and one moment I was on his lap and the next I was upside down and tucked under the row of seats in front of us damn near.

"Shit! You good? I'm sorry bae I didn't expect that to happen." Twisting so my feet would fall, I slid from under the seat and sat down quickly. I wasted no time buckling myself as we continued down the runway.

"That was embarrassing... I shouldn't have done that." I grumbled, wiping whatever mess this was off my clothes. I was so annoyed that it most definitely touched my face and hair on the way down. They needed to sweep or vacuum around here. Something!

"You got...there's a sucker stuck in your hair..right." Swatting his hands away, I stood up when we were finally in the air. Armed with a brush and a comb, I made it into the bathroom where I begrudgingly undid my ponytail. There was no way I was leaving this shit in my hair. Unloosening the sucker from my hair, I decided to just toss the pony and go back out. All I could do for now was brush my hair free of crumbs and whatever else accumulated in my hair.

Thankfully I had 2 emergency wigs packed away. I'd just wash my hair and braid it down. If I had the opportunity I'd put out a post, and see if I can find a stylist out here.

"All better?" Nodding yes, I rested my head on his shoulder and just watched the clouds pass by until I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. It was like a dream within a dream and when I woke up it got even better.

H O U R S
L A T E R
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"Airi...Airi..." Stirring from my curled position, I noted the plane quickly emptying as people departed.

"C'mon it's time to go, our ride is waiting." Exiting the plane behind him, I pulled his bag from his shoulder since he wanted to carry everything. When he was about to protest I shook my head no and nudged him forward.

"God I'm so sleepy." I yawned, feeling my jaw pop as we walked outside. It was fraught with bustling people and smiling faces for the most part. We obviously stuck out like a sore thumb, so while we loaded the Taxi Cab's trunk we were starred at. I had one important question floating in my mind though.

How the hell were we going to communicate?

I highly doubted Tray's ability to speak another language. Hell his ass could hardly speak English sometimes, let alone a complicated one like this. But while I was trying to figure that out, I was pleasantly surprised to see that the driver was speaking clear English. Maybe I had it all wrong?

"Have a good one:" Taking my bag this time, I followed him to what looked like loading docs. But a farther walk down and there was a line of people filing into an awaiting boat. My nerves danced around in my legs, as we walked over the little plank separating us from plunging into the water. Although clear, it was very deep and full unknowns.

"Go Bae you holding up the line." Shaking where I stood, I nervously laughed and rushed my way across until I was on the rocking boat. It seemed sturdy enough, but my stomach still jumped as I sat down. A few hollers and yells later, and the boat was dialing across the ocean. Body by body people and there luggage's were removed from the boat as they went to there respective Vacation homes. I figured we would be somewhere simple, until I saw Tray stand up at the last stop..