I was stood at the entrance of the arrivals with my luggage set at my feet, waiting for my brother. The last time I saw him was five years ago, a lot of things had changed in those five years, but one thing for sure was that Dongwoo was still late at arriving anywhere, tell him to be here in 10 minutes, he'll be here in 20 minutes. Although jet lag fell heavy on my shoulders, my lips still stretched into a joyful grin at the thought of my brother practically skipping towards me with glee, his heartmelting grin plastered on his face.

"Maya!" His voice had not changed one bit, slightly wierd that I thought it would. My back crashed against his chest as he squeezed his arms around my waist and spun me around. I giggled uncontrollably, not caring that we got odd looks from other people walking past us. I was with my brother again!

He finally settled my feet on the ground again, and in a split second I was squeezing him to death from the front. "I missed you so much." I said when we finally pulled apart, him still holding onto both of my hands. 

His eyes sparkled with tears, "Yah! Do you even realise how happy I am right now?" He grinned down at me. "You've grown into such a beautiful young lady!" He had bleached his hair blond now and wore more eyeliner than I could remember, but he was still the same mushy, friendly brother, I became inseperable with. 

"You don't look so bad yourself." I commented back, the scrawny nerd who was secretly subscribed to Vogue Magazine had grown into a well built, swoon-worthy fashion designer. 

His eyes glittered even more as he squealed, "Oh come here you!" He pulled me into another one of his bone-crushing hugs. 

"Ehem." Somebody cleared their throat beside us and we pulled apart to look at the person in questioning.

That person had turned out to be a very good-looking guy with tousled brown hair and a charming slanted smile, who donning a smart Armani suit. My eyes grew wide with realisation. "So this is Mr Hottie?" I asked, a hint of cheek in my words. 

His smile grew and his piercing gaze flicked to the male beside me, "Mr Hottie?" 

Dongwoo's cheeks enflamed in crimson and he began flailing his arms around, "Hoya, this is my sister Maya. Maya this is my boyfriend Hoya." 

I grinned, and stook out my hand, "Nice to meet you Hoya, I have heard alot about you." Truth was that Dongwoo could not stop gushing over the model, crying about how criminal it was to look that good in a suit. And to be quite fair, Dongwoo was being too modest when he said he could make angels weep whilst strutting around in a suit.

He ignored my hand and pulled me into a warm hug. He beamed at me. "I'm really happy to hear that. Hopefully Dongwoo was only saying good things about me." 

I conjured up the memory of my last conversation with Dongwoo. I grinned, "Oh trust me, I heard very, very nice things about you. In much detai-"                                                                                                                    

"Okay! Time to get you home!" Dongwoo clamped a hand over my mouth, his cheeks burning more than ever. Wasting no time hanging around, he grabbed my luggage with ease and some into Hoya's direction, taking off to the parking lot. 

Hoya and I exchanged looks, Hoya's eyebrows knitting together and his lips pursed in thought. He shrugged it off however, grabbing my luggage and looking to me, "Let's get you home then. Welcome to Korea." He smiled at me and  catching up with Dongwoo who was hauling down the street.