~2 months later.

“Sit!”

“shake hand!

“roll over!”

“play dead!”

“good boy!”

Mina was practicing tricks with Mr. Pinku. Now her lonely days were less lonely thanks to the little fur ball. The cooking classes that Sehun signed her up for helped actually helped and Mina made some friends.(and thankfully, none of them were after Sehun -coughcoughAyumicoughcough-)

She was laying on the floor with the dog when suddenly the door burst open. Startling both of them. Looking up, she finds Sehun with a giant smile on his face.

“Sehun what the heck?!” Mina gets up from the floor.

Sehun runs and literally jumps over the couch, and kisses her hard.

“Pack you bags honey! We're going back home.” Sehun smiles big.

Mina freezes at his words. The two have been living in Japan for a little more than 6 months already. Hearing that they're going back home already, it felt so sudden, but so exciting.

“Huh? Wait What?” Mina catches her breathe.

“Haraboji said the company here is stable enough that I can go back home to Korea. I just need to come back every other month.” Sehun announces.

“So we're going home?” Mina asked.

“Mhm” He nods. “Lets go pack!” He suddenly picks up Mina and runs to bedroom, followed by Mr. Pinku.

~

The following week, the packed up their belongs, along with Mr. Pinku, and said goodbye to their Japan apartment.

“Bye bye apartment!” Mina pouts as she looks at the place for the last time.

“Yah... you know we're still keeping this place. We can come back here anytime.” Sehun comes up behind.

"I guess that okay. Still going to miss this place." Mina continues to pout.

"I'm ready for Korea!" Kevin comes busting through the door.

"I'm definitely not going to miss that" Sehun mutters.

"Its really your first time Kevin?" Mina smiles.

"Yup! Well... I mean I was born there, but then I was taken to the states so yeah can't really remember anything." Kevin explains.

"Well we should head out now or we'll miss our flight." Sehun gathers the luggage."

"Come on Mr. Pinku! Time to go home." Mina carries the dog.

~On the plane.

“Seat G10.... wait a minute....Sehun, I'm not sitting with you two?” Kevin notices that his seat is 4 rows away.

“Sorry Kevin... you've been replaced.” Sehun points at the travel dog carrier inbetween Mina and Sehun. “Trust me, i'm not happy about it either.... look how far away I am from her.” Sehun dramatically reaches his hand out toward Mina, only to be smacked away.

“Yah” Mina sticks her tongue at him.

“Yah? What do you mean Yah? You're sitting next to the window. Did you forget about fear of heights? Who's going to hold your hand and whisper nothing but sweet words in your ear when we take off? The dog? Hm I guess you don't need me anymore-”

Suddenly, Mina gets up and picks up the bag to switches places with the Mr. Pinku. Sitting down, she latches onto the Sehun arm and closes her eyes.

“I hate you.” Mina mumbles

“And I love you too.” Sehun kisses the top of her head.

Kevin rolls his eyes and makes his way toward his seat.

“I'm actually glad that I'm not sitting with them” Kevin mumbles.
 

Arriving at his seat, he sees a young women struggling with her bag. Due to her shortness, she had to jump in order to push her bag into the overhead compartment. After one more push, the bag suddenly came back down. It was about to smack her in the face, but Kevin's quick reflexes catches the bag before it touches her face.

“Are you okay?” Kevin burst out in english.

“I'm fine.” The girl responds in english as well, however her eyes were closed shut.

“You can sit down, I can take it from here” Kevin tells his seat mate.

Kevin successfully pushes the girl's bag into the compartment along with his.

“Sooo.... Hi!” Kevin smiles at his seatmate.

“Hi” She quietly greets.

“My name is Kevin” Kevin lets out a friendly smile

“Oh umm my name in Mijoo”

“Oooo that's a pretty name. I wish I had a korean name.” Kevin frowns a little.

Mijoo couldn't help but smile at the cuteness Kevin was radiating.

“You're korean?” Mijoo asked.

“Yup... Its actually my first time going Korea. I'm really excited.”

“Are you visiting family?” Mijoo asks

“No, I'm moving there for my job.... actually...i don't know really know anything about my family." Kevin half smiles

“Huh?” Mijoo looks confused.

“Well... I was adopted. I was born in Korea but I was raised in New York by my foster parents. They're great people, but at the same time I wonder if I still have family out there.” Kevin looks down.

An awkward silence settles between them.

“Oh wait... I'm sorry. I'm just blabbing about myself.” Kevin bows a little.

“Its fine. I don't mind.” Mijoo grins a little.

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