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Flight Embarassment 101 (1/1)

Forget Me Not dhdhee 33060K 2023-11-02

Twelve hours of flight was probably twelve hours of Hana's most humiliating moments in life. It seems that trying to get the attention of Kyungsoo wasn't as easy as she thought. First, she tried the pen dropping trick, aiming it to drop precisely beside his feet. But, she didn't aim quite precisely. The pen stopped rolling right in the middle of the aisle, causing a stewardess to trip over it. She gave it a few more tries, each time ending with the same results and she finally gave up on the idea- probably around her twentienth try - when she swore she saw the same stewardess who kept on tripping on the pen give her a menancing glare.Question: Whatever happened to first class service?Then, when the food cart rolled in, she decided to let out her inner annoying self. Throwing the stewardess - the same tripping stewardess- her most stupid and obvious questions in her most annoying high-pitched tone, while she served her her chicken for lunch, she hoped that'd been enough to gain his attention. Though when the cart rolled away, the stewardess giving her yet another obvious eye roll, she saw that his seat was empty. Another toilet break?Her next move was too chew as loudly and obnoxiously as she could on her food. She waited for him to return to his seat, his eyes trailed to anywhere but her seat, and quickly began to dig it. She personally thought she did well with the crackers, chewing like an obnoxious health freak and maybe she overdid it on the desert. But, once again, when she looked over to his seat, he had his earphones plugged in and his head was slightly bent in a comfortable position for him to sleep. He was freaking asleep. She bit down on the last of her chocolate cake and let out a huff of exasperated sigh. Operation forget me wasn't going well. At all. Breathe in. Breathe out. She closed her eyes and calmed herself down. The screen on the built in tv in front of her showed she had around six hours more till landing. Time for phase 2She unbuckled her seat belt and stood up. The next step might make her seem obvious so she had made sure it was her last trick. Either six more hours of joyful reunion or six more hours of utter humiliation. Kyungsoo yah,you better remember me. Carefully she stepped to the side, her head looked down trying to hide her embarassed face. She took small steps and counted in her head. One..two..She landed on her knees, her upper body sprawled against the lap of the person sitting on the chair across her. She kept her head down, preparing mentally for the confrontation."Oh Hana?" Oh thank god he finally realize- wait that doesn't sound like Kyungsoo's voice. Slowly, she craned her neck to the side and looked up to see a familiar figure looking down at her. His brows furrowed together, showing his confusion, masking the slight amusement in his eyes."Oh Sehun?" Quickly, her body retreated away from his lap. She took another look at him, wanting to make sure that it was him, her brother, the Oh Sehun and not some doppleganger of his."Yah noona" Sehun kept poking a finger at Hana's arms and she grabbed it with her hands. He turned to see a small smile quickly spreading on her lips before he was brought into a hug."Dongsaeng, I've missed you." She said into his hair. Sehun returned her hug, taking in the familiar scent of the men's cologne she wore. He never really understood why she preferred it over women's perfume but he had always liked the smell of the cologne mixed with her natural scent. She always smelled of strawberries if it wasn't for the cologne, probably her shampoo.Hana tightened her hug on him. Sehun wasn't there, the day she left for the US, because he was busy running away from an SM talent seeker. He wouldn't have needed to if he knew he was going to join the company anyways soon. Since he missed her farewell at the airport, there hasn't been a day passing by without missing her. But of course, he wasn't going to admit that. "What" he pulled back from the hug "exactly were you doing?" It took a moment for Hana to process the question, her mind slowly beginning to remember again her current situation. Her eyes widened and a blush of embarassment crept onto her cheeks"Um I.." she bit her down on her lips. "..accidentally tripped?" "You're not that stupid, Hana." His left brow was raised. " and so am I. If I'm not mistaken this is Kyungsoo hyung's seat."Hana pursed her lips, as Sehun inched his face closer to her. "Noona, have you been trying to gain his attention?"Her eyes widened. She was caught red-handed and she felt her cheeks getting warmer. " I..uh," she stammered. She couldn't cover up anymore. Besides what was the point, he's gonna know once they're home anyways. "Yes?" the plane shook a little and Hana gripped onto Sehun's arm before the seatbelt signal went on."Why?" But before she could answer his question, the captain made an announcement.Passengers we're having some weather turbulence. Please return to you seats and buckle your seatbelts. The..A flight attendant, the one with glaring eyes, came and asked her to take her seat. Hana noticed her eyes lingering on Sehun a little longer and her eyes travelled down to her unbuttoned uniform, exposing her cleavage. Her head turned to see Sehun giving her a suggestive look and she reached out to smack him on the head. Sehun rubbed his head and Hana turned to the stewardess, this time she was the one giving her a death glare, and the stewardass scurried off behind, her face nonchalant, probably to get herself buckled into a seat"Where's Kyungsoo?" she scrolled through the movies listed on the plane. "in my seat." Sehun yawned and tilted his chair a bit. " he wanted to seat next to Jongin," He saw her sister's raised eyebrow in questioning. " They're close. That bastard's the same age as me yet he gets to talk to Kyungsoo informally,"Her mouth formed an 'o' shape, her mind remembering an email when Kyungsoo had once mentioned Jongin's name."Wait," Sehun's eyes were now wide as he leaned forward against the armrest, realizing something "  Sister, are you telling me you never heard of kaisoo?" Her head was cocked to the side as she thought of it and finally she shook her head. "How about sekai then?" Once again another no. He breathed a sigh of relief. Thank god. " Man sis, never knew you were this outdated," "Well, sorry for focusing on my studies too much," she replied sarcastically. "Besides, the U I was studying in didn't have a lot of kpop fans" "Figures," she heard him yawn once more and saw the tired look in his eyes. An idol's life is hard, she heard. They don't get enough sleep nor rest and they train all the time. Her hands reached out for his that were resting on the armrest."Sleep, Sehun," her voice almost a whisper, her eyes looked at him caringly. She remembered that day their mom called and tokd her to check her account balance. She was shocked to see the number and asked how and why it had gotten that much. Mrs. Oh told her it was a gift from Sehun, that he had been saving aome of his pay for her birthday."He said he owes you a lot," Mrs Oh spoke through the phone. " and that the money's a way of him paying you back for all the late night shifts you had and a way for him to say thank you."She cried that night.She sat back properly into her seat, her eyes were already feeling droopy. The airconditioning felt a little too cold but instead of reaching up to close it, she wrapped herself up and huddled more into her given blanket."Once we arrive home," she heard Sehun's sleepy voice from across her seat, just as her eyes were about to close "remind me to ask you why you were trying to get Kyungsoo hyung's attention"She nodded her head, not caring that Sehun couldn't see her reply with his eyes already closed. She closed her eyes, the sleepy feeling drowning her out of all the thoughts of Kyungsoo and slowly she drifted off into dreamland of her own.