“Ms. Park, Ms. Park.” The flight attendant called out. I turned around and asked her what she needed.
“We’re descending now and do you need any last minute request?”
I shook my head, “Thank you for asking, but I’m all good.”
It has been a couple of years since I rode a plane heading to Seoul.
A lot of things happened and believe it or not, Jay went back to the States. I promised him that I would keep quiet and so I will. We went out a couple of times when he visited New York with his dance crew. He’s pretty much doing fine, as if nothing ever happened.
Now, I’m back to Seoul. Why did I come back? It wasn’t like I’m here for fun or vacation. I came back for work.
The pilot talked over the PA, and the seatbelt light turned off. I let everyone off the plane. I was the last one to get off the plane. I put on my black and white plaid fedora, and Rayban aviator. The crowd were huge. I tried to blend in as much as possible and avoid stares of many people.
While walking and looking around, I remembered several memories. A lot of things happened in this terminal. The last time, photographers, and fans tried to get more information and pictures from me. I left two years ago without seeing the guys. I actually felt bad, bad then thought about it.
Now, I don’t know if someone is going to pick me up or not. 2PM had been very busy lately, and 2AM as well.
I walked towards a person leaning on a post outside the terminal gate. Right next to him was a black Audi. He was wearing a black cap and wayfarer glasses. His grey sweater didn’t make him stood out, but as I walked towards him, there were a couple of young girls whispering.
He didn’t notice, and so I took it as he fell asleep. I felt my lips form a grin. I was in front of him.
“If you’re so tired, why not stay in the car?” I whispered quietly.
I saw his eyes slowly open through his shades.
“I wasn’t sleeping. I was merely taking a nap.” He said and he smiled.
He pulled me in a very slow manner of a tight hug. He smelled me as well. “You smell different.”
“I grew up, you dummy. And you did too.”
We locked our stares into each other’s eyes, and the world suddenly became blurry. Tears started to flow on my cheeks.
“What’s wrong, love?” He asked sincerely.
I snuggled in his chest and finally said, “You obviously know what’s wrong…”
He chuckled a little bit and made me look in his eyes.
He kissed me right then and there, passionately. As our lips touched, my mind went back to before. How I missed his hugs, his body, his lips, and his kisses. I didn’t pull away. His kisses always makes me smile, because I knew how he truly feels. I might say it’s a girl’s intuition… Well, that one is true. And also, the part of knowing. Because I just do.
We didn’t even realize that some people were already taking pictures because one of the 2PM members is kissing a girl right outside the airport. I found it quite funny.
I pulled away and took the car keys from him.
“Yah!”
I grinned at him. I put my luggage in the car and opened the driver’s car door. “I’m driving.”
I sped on the highway.
“I thought you’re tired?” He asked.
“I was. Until, someone gave me something that gave me energy. Adrenaline is pumping, darling.”
He laughed, and I missed that laugh of his.
“I missed you so much.” I told him, while slowing down on the new JYPE building’s driveway. I looked around to the unfamiliar place. It was gorgeous.
He looked at me and whispered. “I love you.”
I smiled.
Too bad Wooyoung wasn’t there to welcome me back, because he was out somewhere with my best friend. And so, the other One Day members greeted me with love.
They were having a party. I followed the others, but a hand pulled me back, making me spin.
Chansung dipped me, his eyes waiting for a reply. I had my arms around his neck, and smiled.
“I love you too.”
I initiated the kiss. Kissing while being dipped isn’t so bad at all…
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Phyllz. 9teen years old . Blogger. Sister. Anime Addict. Otaku. KPOP. JPOP. Lover. ♥ photography. ♥ candies. ♥ cute guys. Pianist. Singer. Mentor. not aBITCH. I love pink and yellow green. Camwhore. a DRAMA QUEEN and TARAY QUEEN. But currently living in the Magic City, 3-O-5, also called MIAMI. And loving it.



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