I’ll follow my instincts, I won’t hide myself
Today is different, I’ll go to you first

(Um Oh Ah Yeah - Mamamoo)

I was singing... I was just singing... But why?.. Why was I singing again?.. Oh, right... I didn't want to fall asleep... But... But who is he?.. Why's he covering my mouth?.. W-where are we?.. Why is it so dark?.. D-dark?.. I don't like it dark...

Questions wracked Byul's mind as she started panicking with every breath getting shorter and harder and her 'captor' must've noticed it taking his hand off and putting them on her shoulders.

"Shh... Hey. Don't. It's okay. You're going to be okay." The man whispered trying to calm her down but it wasn't even helping one bit. "Shh. We can't make any noises, okay?"

"I-I c-can't... I-I can't b-breath...T-too d-dark..." She wheezed her words.

"Dark? Oh. Oh!" The man sounded weird realizing what she meant and it was almost funny but not enough to bring her panick attack at bay. "I'm sorry but we can't turn the lights on."

With that, Byul struggled, weakly shrugging his hands away from her so that she could search the wall for the switch, desperate to get out of the darkness. 

"What are you doing?! We can't okay?"The man hissed somehow pulling her away from the wall and wrapping his arms around her body.

Byul squirmed weakly trying to get away from him. "P-please! Please!" She begged.

"Come here." He whispered cradling her head to his chest and wrapping the other on her waist. "Listen, I know you're hiding from someone and I'm just trying to help. We can't turn the lights on because those two men who came walking in the area might find us and it could mean trouble for the both of us."

That. That only sent her head spiraling closer to passing out and the panic attack doesn't seem to make easier for her.

"Nonono. You're going to be okay. They're not going to find us here so now, I need you to breath." He whispered urging her to do as he says.

"I-I cant...I-i..." She swallowed hard.

Damn it! She need to calm down!

Kyujong thought and as he himself began to panic when he heard some footsteps coming closer. He wasn't sure if the girl heard it as well but he wasn't about to find out. Not after telling her about the men who came walking in obviously looking for something or someone.

He was still trying to figure out how to help her out when a memory about someone and panic attack came to him. He remembered that people react differently but either way he had to try. So, pulling her closer to his chest, he started swaying her with light foot steps and rubbing her back in circles. Like a mother to her baby, he started making shushing noise and seeing that it somehow worked, he didn't stop until two or three minutes later when she had finally started breathing normally.

He was about to say something when he heard someone just outside the door trying to twist the doorknob. He looked down and saw the panicked looked in her eyes so he smiled placing a finger on her lips and then leaned down to whisper in her ears telling her to be quiet and then it stopped. His back on the wall close to the door, he leaned close to listen.

"Hyung-nim! Did you find her?" 

The two of them heard the squeaky voice loud and clear which could only mean the man is still there standing close to the door.

"Do you think I'd be standing here right now if I had found her?!" A second voice, more crisp and husky, yelled at the first man. "I'd be at the hotel this instant ing her head off if had found her, that little-"

"Aiyoo, hyung-nim. Relax. We'll find her." Squeaky sounded so assured that Kyujong felt the girl shiver. "Just don't forget to let me have a round or two with her later."

With that, the older man chuckled patting his friend or what sounded like it. "Come on, let's head to the exit. We'll have a better chance of catching her there. If you manage to grab her before I do, I'll let you her ten times just because of the trouble she's causing me right now. "

Kyujong himself started shaking but not out of fear and he could feel his blood boiling.

"Ooh. I'd like that very much, hyung-nim." Said the squeaky man and they just started to laugh.

"Eoh? But what are you doing here?" They heard husky ask a little later then the door knob being twisted again.

"It's locked, hyung-nim." Said squeaky and then they heard nothing for a few seconds before the other person started talking again. "You don't think she's there, do you?"

"I don't think so, hyung-nim. I think they just locked it because noone barely comes to the area."

Kyujong and his newly found acquaintance waited patiently and a tad grateful for 'squeaky' just for his answer alone.

"Eh. I think you're right. Come on. Let's head go back at the exit. She might be stupid enough to go back for her luggage." Said 'husky'.

Kyujong listened closely and heard the footsteps sounding softer. They still stayed in that position for sometime until they felt that the coast is somewhat clear.

"A-are they gone?"

Kyujong looked down to see the outline of the girl and though it was dark, he was sure she was looking back at him. "Eoh. But just to be sure... Give me your bag." He said and she reluctantly handed it to him then he moved her so that he could move but she just grabbed his shirt. "Don't worry. I'm not going to leave you." He said but let her hold on him anyway.

Taking her bag, she placed it to cover half the small space below the door and then took his and covered the rest of it before feeling the side of the wall blindly looking for the light switch.

The girl gasp probably from the sudden brightness and out of nowhere, he just found himself thinking how adorable she looked with her eyes closed tightly and her nose scrunched up. Reaching his hand out, he used his thumb to wipe of the tears on her face and that seemed to relax her a little.

"Hey. I think it's okay to open your eyes now." His voice came out a little huskier than usual. He just couldn't help but find an instant attraction towards the girl and he didn't know why but it just felt so right holding her like this. In fact, with how affected he was with the close proximity,  he couldn't compare it with any of his past relationship. Not even with his latest Jo Ara.

He must've been far too lost in his thoughts that it took her prying his hands out of her face to wake him up.

"T-thank you." He watched as she took a couple steps away from him.

Still a little dazed, he just nodded his head in return.

Damn. What's wrong with me? A side of him thought but then another couldn't help but appreciate the scent she gave off. She smells really great though...

"U-uhm... E-excuse me?" His thought were once again disrupted when she spoke. "What is it?"

"P-please. Please will you help me?"

Byul found her heart beating erratically and took a couple steps back not wanting to let the man hear the loud beating. 

What's happening to me? Please be still. She pleaded to her heart trying a couple of breathing exercises and counting down from ten which seemed to help a little.

With that, her mind felt a little clarity finding herself only now questioning who the man was and why he helped her. At first, she thought he could just be one of them playing her along and trying to lower her defenses before taking advantage of her but when she felt - yes, felt - how his body shook and grew warmer from when those two were gloating about their plans for her, she felt like she could actually trust the man a little.

Maybe you could even trust him enough to ask for his help?.. Maybe?.. She bit her lower lip, a habit she does when she feels scared or nervous and considering she'd just been feeling both, you could say her lower lip is swollen by now. She didn't even know she had open until she heard her own voice and hear his reply.

Seriously?! What is wrong with me?! Either way, she knew she had to take the risk. You can't do this alone Moon Byulyi.

She looked up to the man and said, "P-please. Please will you help me?"

As soon as she said it, she lowered her head and clenched her fist waiting for his answer. Please! Please! Please!!

On the other side, Kyujong heard the desperation in her voice and saw how hard it must've been for her to ask him, a total stranger, who so happened to have passed by and encountered a situation he never thought he'd found himself in at all. But either way, he had no intentions of leaving the girl knowing that she is in danger from people who clearly have no respect for the lives of others.

"Alread am." He answered and then the girl looked up with her eyes as wide as saucers. "Y-you will?"

He didn't know why but he just found himself enjoying her reactions. Chuckling, he reached his hand out and ruffled her hair. "I wil."

"But first," With the same hand, he lowered it opening his palm and started introducing himself. "Hi. My name's Kim Kyujong. You can call me Kyujong or Kyu."

Byul watched as he held his hand out to her after using it to make a mess of her hair and introduce himself. She felt confused for a second until the gears in her head started working again.

"O-oh. Oh! I-uhm... M-my name is Moon Byulyi. Y-you can call me Byul if you like." She rambled taking his hand and shaking it a couple of times before taking her hand back. "S-so, about the help?"

"Oh. Yeah. How do you want me to help?" He asked.

"I-I... I was wondering if you could... if you could buy me a plane ticket back to Korea? I mean, I can give you the money and you could just go to the counter and..." Her rambling trailed off when he reached out and stopped her hands from fidgeting. It felt strange letting him hold her hand but then it helped calm her. "So, will you?" 

Kyujong gave her a small smile before letting her hand go. "No."

"W-what?" Byul stammered. "B-but you said... y-you said..."

He chuckled ruffling her hair again. "I know. But I have a better idea."

Byul looked over her shoulders every minute or so and would constantly keep her eyes on passersby just to make sure that they weren't being followed. She couldn't help it. No. Not after hearing what those two old men had instored for her if -if - they ever manage to catch her. The thought of them getting their filthy hands on her sent shivers down to the centers of her bone. Far too lost in her paranoid zone, she found herself being flung and then her back is on the wall with her head being cradled.

"Hi." The scent of something sweet and minty greeted her and when she looked up, Kyujong was there looking down on her with not even a foot a distance between their faces.

"H-hi. W-what are you doing?" She asked trying to push him but he just pulled her close into a hug. "Distracting you." 

"Huh? W-what..." 

"You're being far too obvious." Kyujong started. "You've been looking over your shoulders for every two minutes since we came to the crowded area and you've been basically glaring at everyone who looks our way. To get to the point, you need to just relax and go on with the plan otherwise, they will notice you and that will mean a very bad thing for the both of us."

Byul bit her lower lip knowing he was right.  

You're dressed differently and you're not alone. You can do this. 

She thought encouraging herself. With one deep breath, she looked at him and nodded her head. "Sorry and thanks."

He smiled and let her go then brought his phone and earphones out putting one piece on each of her ears then handed her his phones. "Here, play anything you want."

"Thank you." Byul muttered almost like a whisper.

Walking along and following the crowd of people trying to leave the airport, Kyujong almost froze when he noticed two older oriental men craning their necks as they stood by the bench near the exit. Without hesitations, he untwined his fingers from Byuls and then wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her to his side. 

"Don't." Kyujong stopped her before she could even pullout of his embrace. "What color is your luggage?"

"Gray with a red tag. Why?" She just about turned her head to where he was glancing at when her hood got pulled over her head. "Hey!"

Kyujong chuckled then pulled her back to his side with his hand pressing her head gently to his ribs. "Come on. I can see our ride from here."

"Wait. What-" She couldn't finish her question as he hastened his steps and she had to watch hers too make sure she doesn't fall over.

Once they were out, he didn't stop until the driver recognized him and opened the door then let Byul in. He followed in seconds time and closed the door telling the driver to step on it all the while keeping his eyes at the exit gate and as he had predicted, the two old he saw with the luggage came out looking for the both of them.

"W-what... D-did they..."

He turned and was met with the frightened expression of Byul once more. Tears swelled in her eyes and he just pulled her in a hug telling her everything is going to be okay.

*N: Bonjour!

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