Starting Over

Arriving Part 1

As I boarded the plane, I thought to myself I must be crazy.  Here I was 45 years old and starting over.  A new career, a new city, and a new country.  My daughter was off starting her life, and I felt that I needed to re-start mine.  While raising her I never really dated, and I dedicated all of my time to her and what she needed.  As the plane took off, the thoughts continued.  My nerves were at an all-time high and as soon as I could, I ordered a drink to relax some.  This was going to be a long flight and sitting here wondering if I was doing the right thing was not going to help me get some rest.  I was damn proud of myself.  When my ex left me I thought my world would collapse and never be the same.  I found out that I was stronger than anyone ever thought I could be, and that I didn't need a man to survive, much less to be successful. Yes, I missed the intimacy that came with being in a relationship, but I never wanted to be in the place where he had left me again.  Broke, alone and caring for a small child with little education and no means to really support myself.  I refused to lean on anyone for help, and because of my strength and determination, my daughter and I had come ahead of the game. 

Finally, we landed.  I couldn't wait to get off the plane, but there was a hold up.  Apparently, there were a few VIPs on the plane and they needed to de-board first. I was tired, nervous and just overall cranky.  I was ready to get off.  After an additional 20 minutes we were allowed to get off.  As I was at the back, I was one of the last ones off.  Being off the plane I could adjust myself and carry-on bags so that I could walk straight.  As I was bent over adjusting a bag, I was suddenly knocked to the ground.  Before I knew what happened and could yell at someone, one of the most handsome men I had ever seen in my life was bending down trying to help me up.  I assumed he was trying to apologize, as he wasn't speaking English.  Once I was over my shock and was firmly standing on the ground, I again looked at him, and thought he looked familiar, but thought nothing of it. Instead I assured him I was fine and began my descent off the plane.  Once to the top I scanned the area looking for my friend who had encouraged me to try this new adventure.  She had been teaching English in South Korea for 4 years now and loved it.  As soon as she saw me, she rushed to hug me and help me with my bags.  After our hellos she asked if I had seen Suga from BTS.  That is when it dawned on me that he had been the one to knock me over.  As I chuckled to myself, I realized Kara, my friend had become quiet and her eyes were wide as she was looking over my shoulder, I turned around to see what she was staring at, and found myself face to face with Suga once again.  Before I could say anything, he said" I wanted to make sure that you were alright?  I'm so sorry about knocking you over. I was worried about getting my iPad that I had left in my seat.  Once I found my voice, I was able to stammer out I'm fine, though it had shocked me a little bit, but I'm not hurt.  He continued to stare at me his eyes bearing into my soul, while he was biting his lower lip.  I could feel myself starting to blush.

"Well he said let me formally introduce myself.  My name is Min Yoongi, as he reached out his hand.  I took it and said hello Min Yoongi I am Y/N.  At that moment Kara rushed forward and introduced herself breaking the connection between Yoongi and myself.  He was startled realizing there was someone else there.  He quickly shook her hand as she babbled on about how much she loved his music and the group.  He began to blush, and you could tell he was starting to feel uncomfortable.  Kara, I said, we should let Min Yoongi get on his way, I'm sure the others are waiting for him and that he is anxious to get home.  She immediately began to apologize and stepped back.  With that Yoongi apologized again and turned and started to walk off.  He stopped, he then turned around and came back.  Y/N, he said, I feel really bad for knocking you over, and I'd like to make it up to you.  I'd like to take you for a drink sometime he said, can I get your number?  I looked at Kara who was looking like she was ready to faint but shaking her head yes telling me to give it to him.  He mistook my shock as hesitation and quickly added, if you're not comfortable I understand.  I quickly said no, I mean yes, wait I stammered.  I then took a big breath and said- yes, I would love to get a drink with you sometime, and gave him my number.  With that he gave me a big gummy smile and said- you'll be hearing from me soon and walked off with his body guard.

Kara and I looked at each other and started to laugh – Welcome to South Korea she said.  We then headed to baggage claim to get my belongings.

As we drove, Kara was asking me so many questions about Yoongi.  Girl, I said, calm down.  I'm sure he just felt bad for knocking down an old lady down.  Besides what is he like 15?  I'm old enough to be his mother and maybe his grandmother.  Kara laughed, sis, I don't know any grandmothers who look like you, especially with that ass.  She was right, without dating I had a lot of frustration and spent a lot of time at the gym.  I had good genes – you know the saying black don't crack, and in my case it was true.   Even though I was of mixed race, I had gotten the good genes.  Girl, I said, I know I will never hear from him again.  I'm sure he was more worried about me suing him if I got hurt more than anything.  We then started gossiping about mutual friends as she drove me to my new home.

Yoongi's POV

I was glad to finally land – the flight was boring and I was restless.  Thankfully because of our idol status they let us off the plane first.  Fuck- I realized that I left my iPad on the plane.  How fucking stupid can I be, I thought to myself.  I slowed my pace to one of the bodyguards.  Hey I said I need to go back to the plane- it's urgent.  Keep moving he said.  I forgot my iPad and it has so much of my music on it.  There is no way I'm leaving it or letting someone else get it.  With that I turned around and started walking back to the plane with 3 body guards in tow.  Once I got to the gate it seemed everyone was off.  I walked down the jet way berating myself and knocked into something- someone.  I'm sorry I stammered and then I saw the most gorgeous woman, not girl because she was definitely a woman, looking shocked.  I extended my hand to her as she was saddled with a few bags, and again apologized.  She assured me she was fine, and I thought to myself that was an understatement, that was cheesy I thought to myself, but damn she was fine. I moved on so I could get my iPad.  I hoped it was still there and that no one had picked it up.  A lot of my original music was on it, and it would be disastrous if someone got their hands on it.  I stepped on the plane and asked the flight attendant if I could check my seat, when she realized who I was she became very accommodating.  She walked me to the seat I had occupied and helped me look for it.  I found that it had slipped under the seat, a huge wave of relief washed over me.  The flight attendant, was now openly flirting with me.  She was cute, but after what I had just bumped into there was no comparison.

I sprinted up the jet way hurrying, because I knew that everyone was waiting on me, and no one knew why I had pulled a disappearing act.  When I got to the top, the woman I had knocked over was still there hugging someone, of course she would be taken I thought.  But then she stepped back and I could see it wasn't a man, but another woman and I could hear them talking about being friends.  When I want something, I go for it, and this woman was no different, I wanted to meet her and see what she was about.  I was very intrigued by her beauty.  She was older, I could tell that, but she was beautiful.  She had caramel colored skin and high cheekbones, dark brown eyes, where you could see your reflection, long beautiful slender legs that her jeans showed off.  She had on a light pink sweat shirt that complimented her skin tone and her body seemed toned.

Excuse me I said, she turned around to face me.  I wanted to make sure that you were alright?  I'm so sorry about knocking you over as I was worried about getting my iPad that I had left in my seat.  She looked at me before speaking I'm fine, really, she said.  No harm done; accidents happen.  I wasn't watching where I was going either she stated.  Let me formally introduce myself.  My name is Min Yoongi, as I reached out my hand.  She took it and shook it; her hands were so soft.  As I stood there her friend interrupted us and introduced herself.  She began talking about how much she loved the group and our music- this is the part of idol life I hate, if miss beautiful didn't know who I was before she knows now- thankfully she could see I was feeling embarrassed and saved me. I said my goodbye and started to rush off, feeling very flustered.  I realized I forgot to do what I had set out to do.  I turned around swiftly and went to Y/N, excuse me I really would like to make it up to you for knocking you over, would you like to get a drink, can I get your number  She just stood there and stared at me, her friend looked like she was ready to die.  I realized that I may have pushed this too far. So, to recover I quickly added, if you're not comfortable with It, that's fine but, I'd really like to take you to dinner, or even a drink to make up for knocking you over.  She then spoke, her voice was a little shaky, no she said, and then yes.  She then started laughing wait she said let me start over.  I would love to go out sometime, and then gave me her number.  I was kind of shocked, I mean the whole time we were standing there I was imagining all the things I'd like to do to that body, and those lips so thick and luscious I bet they would feel good around my dick.  Great I said, you'll be hearing from me soon, and then I left.