Skirts [Lams]

Flight

John's pov (still)
A/n: italics are thoughts

I hate flying. I'm scared of heights and the concept of it just doesn't make sense to me. Like, it's a metal tube containing humans that is somehow staying aloft for hours at a time. And, there's no gps so it's so easy to get lost. I don't trust the system. I've thought about it, and it seems that according to all know laws of aviation there is no way a plane should be able to fly. (A/n I'm so sorry) Plus, the snacks are shitty. Enough said.

"Excuse me sir, would you like a beverage?"

I'd rather drink my own piss "n-no thank you!" Did i mention i get extremely irritated at the slightest disruption in my system of clutching the armrest for dear life and trying not to scream? I don't know how, but i manage to drift off to sleep.

~time skip brought to you by me having no ideas~

Lafayette's pov (wowee)

Ugh. John was supposed to get off his plane an hour ago! Where is that man? I check my texts again to see if I'm at the right gate to pick him up. Let's see... gate 81?? I thought it said 71! Mon dieu he is going to be so mad! I rush to the correct gate and find it deserted. I scan the area and see a curly haired guy with a busted lip and purple bruise on the side of his face, asleep. It's him.

"JOHN!!!! MON AMI RÉVEILLEZ-VOUS!! ITS SO GOOD TO SEE YOU!"

He wakes up with a start.

"Laf? O-oh you're here!"

"Oui i thought you said gate 71" i smiled sheepishly. "Sorry!"

"N-no harm d-done" he chuckled.

"Speaking of harm, what happened to your face?"

His face darkened. "I'd r-rather not talk a-about it"

I knew not to pry. He had told me about his father.

"No matter, I'm hungry. Let's eat!"

A/n sorry this is so short I'll try and do a longer one next time! 😁