BTS Imagines

Jung Hoseok

"But I need to fly to London, it's urgent!"

"As I said, Miss the only place left in the plane is one in the first class, that's all I can do for you."

I sighed and looked at her.
"Alright, I'll take it, no matter how much it costs."

After that flight, I was going to be broke but I didn't mind since my aunt in London just passed away and I really wanted to attend her funeral. She's always been my favorite aunt and we were incredibly close until she moved from Seoul to London a few years ago.

I made my way through the security and into the plane.
"May I see your ticket please?", a stewardess asked me and I showed her my ticket.

"I'm going to show you your place. Please follow me", she said and I followed her. She brought me to my place and I sat down next to a guy.

I smiled at him for a second before I started to mind my own business. I leaned back and stared at my phone for a while until we got told to turn it off.

So I turned it off and put it away. Immediately I started to get nervous again. I hated flying more than anything. It was the only thing I was truly scared of, besides spiders.

I nervously closed my eyes and didn't pay attention to my surrounding. I just wanted to fall asleep or pass out, so I wouldn't have to panic the whole flight long.

"Are you... Are you okay?", a voice beside me suddenly asked.
I flinched, opened my eyes and looked at the boy who was sitting next to me. He was looking at me worried and confused.

"I... uhm... yes, I'm alright", I mumbled and nodded.
"You're scared, right?", he asked.

"Just a bit", I said, trying to look braver than I actually was.
"I'm Hoseok by the way", he said and smiled.

"I'm Y/N. It's nice to meet you", I said.
"So, tell me, what is it you're scared of about flying?", he asked.

"I don't know. I guess I just don't like the feeling of putting my life in the hand of another person. To know that I'm too high above the ground. That I can't just stop and get out whenever I want to", I said and scratched the back of my head.

"But you know that flying is the safest way to travel somewhere right?", he asked and I nodded in response.

"So, there's nothing to worry about. Sometimes I have to fly several times a week to get to new locations to work and never has anything bad happened to me. And I'm doing this for years now."

"I know it's rather stupid to be scared of flying but I just can't help myself", I sighed and looked at him.
"I'm gonna get your mind off of these bad thoughts alright? We have to sit next to each other the next few hours anyway", Hoseok said and smiled.

"Okay", I said and smiled lightly.
"Alright. Why are you going to London?", he asked.
"Basically just to attend the funeral of my aunt. After it I'm going back to Seoul", I responded.

"Oh, uhm, I'm sorry to hear that", he said and seemed like he wasn't quite sure how to behave, so I decided to change the subject.
"Don't worry. And you have to work in London?", I asked.

"Yes. We're staying in London for one week and after that, we have some time off luckily", he said.
"We?", I asked confused.