In the dark parking lot, two cars came busting in and screeched to a stop. Two guys came out from a white sports car while another came out from the black shiny car behind it.

“So where is he?” one of them asked.

“He’s in there.” A purple striped shirt guy opened the car bonnet and there laid a fetus positioned young adult sleeping, more like dreading.

“Hey! Wake up!” Another guy pushed him playfully while laughing.

“Here’s your passport and flight ticket~” The purple-shirted threw it at him, causing the other two to cheer as the sleepy guy groaned.

“Enjoy your trip and have fun for us too.”

“Yeah!”

“Being drunk and on a plane doesn’t mean you can go grabbing the flight attendance’s s!” The guys told as they smacked his .

“Let’s go.”

“What a bastard.”

“Bye!”

“See ya!”

“Let’s get wasted in Kris’s house!” and with that they cheered loudly again before they all went in the black car. The car drove backwards out of the parking lot, leaving the human sleeping in the car boot.

 

 

*****

 

With a pair of Japanese slippers and a flat backpack, he heads to the airport, ruffling his hair while walking.

Meanwhile right behind him, was a skinny boy, struggling to get his luggage out of a silver car.

“Bye, honey! I’ll get going now!” he told to his boyfriend who was in the vehicle.

“Don’t forget your passport, okay?”

“It’s here! I won’t forget it!” the young looking boy giggled as he showed his boyfriend that his passport was attached to his neck like a sort of necklace. Walking straight forward, the silver-coloured car followed.

“What about money?” His boyfriend asked from inside the car.

“I already separated them in many places as you told me too. No worries! You should get going now…” The other answered with a smile.

Once again, the innocent looking boy walked forward and yet again, his boyfriend’s car followed by his side. He groaned as the car owner asked,

“Gum?”

“What for?” Taemin answered back with a slight annoyance in his voice.

“So you can chew it on the plane when your ears hurt.”

“I will buy it inside. Don’t worry. Onew-hyung is going with me.” He replied with a forced smile and then, he turned to the other side and entered the airport.

As Taemin walked, he passed by the drunk-looking boy and saw a crowd, waiting for someone and looking anxious. He walked passed them as they weren’t his business anyways.

The tall boy wearing t-shirt heads to a crowd of angry looking people. Who wouldn’t be angry if they were going to be late to their trip to Seoul thanks to a guy who can’t even walk properly? But their angry faces were replace by chuckles and giggles as they stared at the boy’s forehead which was clearly written the word ‘dumped’ with a black marker.

 

*****

 

“What the hell were you thinking, scribbling on my forehead?” our hero asked his friend through his phone while wiping his forehead.

“Jerk! Stop messing around~” Taemin cooed to his phone while laughing, standing right behind the tall boy.

“What the heck are you laughing for? Stop it! Bastard…” Minho told his “friend”, Kris. Taemin immediately stopped laughing, thinking that maybe Minho was referring to him, even though the elder was on his phone.

“Hey, I’m serious okay? Kai must not know about this. He must think I’m going to South Korea with you, ok? ” the light browned haired replied to Onew on the phone.

“Okay my !” Minho exclaimed. “My luggage is in Siwon’s car. The only thing I have is my underwear! What am I going to do?”

Taemin looked at the figure that was standing on the escalator, in front of him. “Hell this is weird…” he figured. Taemin broke out from his thoughts when Onew’s voice spoke again.

“C’mon… It’s only for 7-8 days, hyung…”

Minho heard Taemin’s conversation and turned to look back, he thought that Kris was the one behind him.

“Alright… I’ll get that Etude souvenir for you. Nae... Bye.”

 “What the? Kris likes Etude too…”

 

***

 

“UGGHH…”  Taemin just couldn’t stand whoever was kicking his flight seat anymore. He turned behind to see that tall freak trying to adjust himself to sleep. The younger glared at him and Minho felt embarrassed. He turned to his left and saw a little girl staring at him innocently. Minho didn’t hesitate to say,

“Sweetie… Why did you kick his seat? See, you woke him up now. You’re so naughty…”

The little girl blinked innocently before she let out a loud cry. Guilty, Minho turned to his right, pretending to be asleep, not knowing a thing.