'It's only a storm' Luhan thought to himself, closing his eyes to block out the view of spiraling snow from the little window. No big deal. He clutched the arm rest as the plane dipped unsteadily. "" he whispered. He was holding back the nervous tears from his eyes and breathing heavily. It'll all be okay.

"You alright?" murmered a voice from the seat behind him, right in his ear. Luhan started and spilt the coffee he was clutching in his shaking fingers. He squeaked. 

"Hey, calm down" the man said in a soothing voice. "It'll all be okay"

"Yeah... All be okay..." Luhan repeated dumbly, slowly turning and meeting eyes with an angel. 'So beautiful' he thought as he cautiously took the steady, inviting hand that was held out to him. The gorgeous man squeezed Luhan's clammy hand in his own and smiled at him breathtakingly. So beautiful.

It'll all be okay.

And then the plane was hurtling downwards, the howling wind pulling it towards the hard and unforgiving ground that laid beneath them. People were shouting, crying, pleading, but Luhan didn't scream. He couldn't. His wide eyes were still locked with the smiling stranger's and he somehow felt so calm.

Those eyes were the last thing he saw before the plane was colliding with the snowy trees, the horrible screeching of branches on metal cutting through the yells of terror around him.

He looked into those eyes even as his world crashed around him, and the sky above was painted red from the burning skeleton of the plane.

And then there was silence.

It'll all be okay.