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"Shit"
Youre gonna be late for your flight. Well almost. If you don't hurry your ass up that is.
You haul your stuff to the gate, the boarding already started, you're probably one of the last people to get on, but obviously when you finally sit on the plane they still take so long to finally get in the air.
You slump in your seat, with a huff, tired. But the good thing is, atleast the seat next to you is empty, you could relax, finally sleep half decent on a flight for once, but nope, just a few minutes after mini celebrating, a man stops infront of your aisle, putting his bag and stuff in the over-head storage, also, slumping in his seat, next to you.
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You can't see his face, he's wearing a mask, so you can't really be annoyed at a faceless man, you mind your business, so does he. But gosh, the flight back to your home sydney was a long one, over 7 hours, with no flippin entertainment. You listen to your downloaded stuff for about an hour, then watching some shows you also downloaded, before deciding to sleep.
You wake up after a while, mostly everyone asleep, it is the middle of the night after all, and that includes the guy next to you. He's sleeping without his mask and gosh, you just couldn't stop staring, calling him handsome would be the biggest understatement. You feel bad, watching him sleep, but can't help looking back every one in a while. Feeling very aware of your proximity now, you can practically feel how big his arms are, evident gym sessions, the way he's leaning back making his shirt tug in the right ways, to show off his chest. Fuck.
You don't know how long it takes but you manage to fall back asleep, until the weight on your shoulder eventually wakes you up. Blinking as you wake again, you see the man, now, leaning on your shoulder, fast asleep. You would be crazy to move him off, so, you lean your hown head gently on his, it was totally accidental, while dozing off you leaned on him too, totally...
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The light from the open window wakes you, it's breathtaking, being above the clouds like this, you don't even try to lift your head to take in the view properly, knowing your neck would hurt like shit, wait it doesn't hurt as much as you thought, you open your eyes wider to realise you're leabing on something much softer than his head, it was his fucking chest.
Somehow, you managed to slip from his shoulder to his chest, why were you there in the first place, your eyes roam, not moving your body just yet, who in their right mind would give up such a spot, you se his free hand up, holding his phone, shit, he was awake, this is gonna be hella awkward if you get up now, so you should just stay there longer, a reasonable solution.
He could've shifted your head to the other side, considering how he was under yours in the first place, but he put you back down on him.
There's still a few more hours of this God damn flight. So you decide to make the most of this and sleep again
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She's really cute....
Fuck, what am I thinking, I'm such a creep.
He sighs to himself, still looking down at you, he decides to just give in, you wouldn't see each other after this again anyway. He leans down, leaning his head on yours again, gently, hoping you don't wake up...
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The flight attendant gently wakes you up, along with him, the sun is up now, only about an hour left of this flight, it's breakfast time.
"Sorry to wake you up, but what would the two of you like?"
She says with polite smile, I blink confused, whys she speaking to us at the same time and oh- you guys are cuddling.
What the fuck, and when? You try not to be too shy or embarrassed, keeping it cool infront of the poor lady, the last thing she needs is tmi right now, so you don't say anything about it, neither does he, going along with it
"Uh, just the eggs one please yeah-"
He says, not even hearing the options properly, but nodding politely as she hands him his food tray
"And for the lady?"
And this man, this damn... he turns to look at you, a natural smile on his face, he's only making this even worse, painfully.
"Oh um just that mhm thanks"
Wow real smooth... fuck.
She leaves tending to the other passengers and you realise you're still higging his arm and he's still leaning into your touch, you untangle from him, avoiding eye contact.
"So what's your name?"
This was NOT what you wanted to happen, having to converse and socialise instead of just googling heart eyes at the man, he looks at you gently as he asks the question.
"Oh um _____"
He nods, you nod, this is the exact reason you didn't want to do this, it's so awkward right now...
"What about you?"
"Christopher, just call me chris"
And then he has the audacity to flash that small, breathtaking smile at you again.
You nod.
You pretend to act busy, doing stuff on your phone, trying to escape whatever nightmare this is, but the poor man still tries to talk to you
"So are you going home or is it a vacation?"
"I'm going home, I was just on vacation. You have a strong accent, are you going home aswell?"
You ask, hyping yourself up inside your head, this is t going that bad.
"Hm I guess, I live overseas though, I'm visiting home."
You nod at his reply, silently panicking, not knowing what to say next, luckily he does for you
"Sydney?"
"Yeah..."
He nods this time, sensing the awkwardness between you, he pulls out his phone, the best idea, this works on everyone.
"I'm finally seeing my dog after so long, her names berry"
He says, smiling, you notice how he says berry's name in a slightly different tone, it's cute, your eyes go down to the pictures he's showing, you melt instantly
"Aw she's so cute, how old is she"
You say, automatically leaning closer to see her better.
"She's turning __ this year"
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You two spend the next hour talking g about random stuff, and as the plane lands, there's a slight disappointment, knowing you probably won't see him again, he did live overseas anyway, so any low chance of running into him was even lower. Until yet again, he saves the day.
You get your things and get off the plane, super tired, neck hurting even while you had such a nice pillow. Getting your luggage from the conveyer belts, sighing as you push your trolley, when he goes up to you
"Hey wait..."
Did he run here? He's panting slightly.
You tilt your head, letting him speak.
"Um... would it okay if we exchanged numbers? I had fun talking to you..."
Gosh if you thought he couldn't look any better you were damn wrong, him nervous was something else, you realise you're staring and nod eagerly, pulling your phone out.
"Uh yeah- yeah sure, I had... fun too, you're really nice"
You manage to get the words out without stammering, he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly and ruins you again with that smile, while taking your phone.
"I'll text you, dont worry"
And with that he turns to go away with out letting you say anything, you smile, looking at him as he slips away, back to where he was before, noticing maybe his sister smirking at him with her arms crossed as he laugh nervously coming back to her.
Shaking your head as you leave to finally do the rest and go home, feeling very happy with yourself.