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The seven group members all stood in line for the flight, it was still early morning and the septet were exhausted... Well, not everyone.
"How can you be so hyper, Seven?! It's like, six in the morning and we've been up for, like, a day..!"
"C'mon Yoosung! I thought all those late LOLOL games would train you for lack of sleep!"
"It's not the same! At home I have the OPTION to sleep, and something to DISTRACT me!"
MC shushed Yoosung, reminding him to keep his voice down.
"Well it's nothing compared to the amount of times you guys woke me up with your chatrooms..." MC laughed, although her tone made it seem as if she wasn't joking and more so blaming the others for restless nights.
"Try working for Mr. Han..." Jaehee mumbled, facing away from her ex-boss as her significant other reminded her to call him 'Jumin.' "Cats randomly given at unexpected times, sudden cancelations of meetings and unwanted projects involving whatever Mr. Han- or, I mean, Jumin- wanted..."
"Sounds like a nightmare." Zen gave a menacing look over to the man with the black hair, who seemed to be ignoring anything he didn't want to hear about the conversation.
"I suggest being kinder to your flight-mate, after all we will be sitting beside each other for the next ten hours or so..."
"WHAT?!"
"Zen, don't make too much of an issue out of this please." MC noticed a few head turns, the whole ride here everyone has been acting like moody teenagers with the power and assets of an adult. At least Jaehee was helpful.
"He's lying, right MC? We're not spending the next god damn THIRTEEN hours together, RIGHT MC?!"
The brunette took a step back, not knowing how to break it to him.
"Yoosung! Switch tickets with me!"
"Ah... Sorry Zen, our tickets have our names on them..."
"How did this happen?!" He questioned, glaring at Jumin as if it was his fault.
He hated the way that man acted as if it was impossible to hear what was being said, how easy for him it would be to have flown on a private jet to Canada and taken everyone in the ride with him, which in fact was offered. Luckily MC refused to spend any outside money for the party, she wanted to be able to handle funds in her own and not become too dependant on other sources.
"W-Well..." MC began.
"MC tried very hard to make seating plans that we're fit for everyone, because we all have one extra seat next to us she had decided that sitting everyone in pairs of two worked. The group's go; you and Jumin, Seven and Yoosung then MC and I." Jaehee spoke, deciding to explain things for her girlfriend.
"What about Saeran?! Why couldn't I sit next to him?! Who's he paired up with??"
The silent twin crossed his arms and looked away.
"We would have put him with Seven, but something tells me he'd get irritated within the first minuet... Also, having Yoosung sit on his own without supervision wouldn't be wise. So, Saeran gets a seat to himself, sure getting a random seat partner isn't the best but I talked to him and he doesn't want to be anywhere near Seven..."
The golden eyed man cried fake tears as he leaned onto Yoosung for unneeded support. "Brother is so cruel..." He mumbled into the shorter boys shoulder
"What about talking to me about it?! I can't stand being in the same chatroom as trust fund kid, even if we're thousands of miles away! Couldn't you have put me with Yoosung and Seven with Jumin?!"
He laughed, the words "Silver Spoon~~~! Want to spend the flight with me?" were spoken with a teasing tone along with a wink at the end to his sentence.
Jumin looked away and sighed. "It would be more preferable than Zen..."
"Guys!" MC yelled, getting their attention before Zen could respond to the other man. "We're getting on, let's go!"
Jaehee looked at the two boys, which were sneaking deadly looks at each other. She knew MC wanted the relationship between Zen and Jumin to grow, but didn't want to repair the bonds of Seven and Saeyoung too fast. Unfortunatley, out of all the years Jaehee worked under Jumin and beside Zen, she could never remember them getting along. Even when agreeing with each other they would always add a 'As much as I hate to agree with Jumin...' or 'For once, Zen is actually able to make the right decision...' Yet she believed in her to fix, or better yet, start, their friendship. Yet who knew how long it would take, there's also many other things she's working on such as breaking her habit of calling Jumin 'Mr. Han' or getting Yoosung to stop playing LOLOL. Either way, her hard work was admirable, and as much as she's doubted the friendship between Jumin and Zen, the look in MC's non existent eyes made her believe it was possible to bring the two together.
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Everyone sat in their seats, they were all near each other in the same column. Jaehee and MC in the back, Yoosung with 707 in front of them, Jumin and Zen next and Saeran with an unknown women next to him. The flight took off, Zen felt as if this ride was going to be a long one...
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It started with Jumins arm on the armrest, the ruby eyed man felt as if he was getting too close for comfort. He could tell the other was uncomfortable and that pissed him off. Was it was because of the planes quality? Could he not just enjoy what he got? Zen never has ever gotten to be on a flight, and now Jumin is complaining because it isn't his thousand dollar private jet?! Not even even a minuet and Zen felt his blood boiling. This wasn't going to work out...
Jumin tried to get comfortable with the flight, but the cramped space and itchy chairs made it difficult. He sighed, MC put a lot of effort and that was important too remember. Although that did not exuse Zen glaring daggers at him, what has he done wrong?
"Is there something you would like to tell me?"
"Yeah, there is, can't you just enjoy what you have?!"
"I don't think understand what you mean."
"You're uncomfortable! What!? Can you not survive on a 'simpletons' class!?"
"It's true this isn't the best yet I am trying to live with it."
"Jeez, I can't even try to imagine what's it's like being born with a silver spoon in my mouth..."
"You know, maybe this would be a lot more bearable if you could leave me be."
"How can I?! I can't even stand breathing the same air as you!"
Jumin realized few heads turning at the commotion, having people see him in public might be an issue. He isn't exactly 'unknown' and him arguing with Zen might be bad for the company. Especially due to the fact that other than Korea, the C&R company gets a lot of sales from America/Canada.
With a sigh, he began too respond. "If I just stick to my side and you to yours, we should be fine..."
Zen crossed his arms and looked away. "Alright fine..."
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Approximately half an hour into the flight and Zen had already passed out while watching a movie. Jumin definitely was fatigued, but was used to keeping his composure in public. The slightly shorter mans hair shined brightly as it caught the eye of Jumin. It looked familiar to a feline he was forced to leave at home. The silver-white strands fell in front of Zen's eyes as his head tilted onto Jumins shoulder. He thought about nudging him off, but the similarity to Elizabeth The 3rd stopped him before he could. It was going to be a thirteen hour flight, and they were only thirty minutes in... Eyes began to slowly shut as vision became blurry.