I stand outside the front of the Tokyo Hotel, cell phone against my ear.

“We’ve got the plane tickets booked,” Jiyong speaks on the phone, “the police chief will be escorting all of us personally to the airport.”

“And the SHINee members?” I ask.

“Them too, we’ve booked them for later tonight.”

“So we’ll be out of here and in Seoul by-”

“Tomorrow morning,” he confirms, “that’s right.”

A small silence follows and I let out a breath, for once in the past few months I feel like I can relax and breathe more freely.

“Feels good to know we can finally go home right?” he chuckles lightly.

“Yeah,” I laugh with him, “Where are we staying?”

“Same hotel as SHINee, Daesung has a room there so the manager’s booked us