count on me┃jaeyong

⌜ end ⌟

"it's alright, i can adjust. i still have enough time to be there. tell doctor song to respond to the emails i sent to him, yeah."

❝it's not alright! come back here and we can look for mr. park together! don't be so stubborn, minjeong, you're going to get yourself in trouble. now, where are you?❞ taeyong wasn't analyzing as to which part of the airport he already is, he only had his eyes wandering around to see if he can get a glimpse of his student that went out all by herself, thinking that she should be independent.

"so, like, i'm kind of lost right now after meeting the daughter of one of my clients here in the entrance. my head is not working, which way should i go again?"

❝nevermind, just stay there. no, i'm not mad. tell me where you are and i'm going there.❞ sighing, taeyong felt bad for raising his voice at her when he knew that she was just trying to help.

"left?"

❝right?❞

"yeah, is that you? i think i can see you now!"

❝no, i still can't find you!❞

"here, i'm waving my hand up in the air!"

❝can you see me? i'm jumping around.❞

"wait, i'm going to you."

❝fuck it, i'm going to run and search for you.❞

"i'm already right here in front of you—"

❝oh, god, i think that's already you—❞

because he wasn't paying attention whatever, or whoever, was in front of him, taeyong let out a loud shriek when he had bumped someone who also wasn't looking to where he is going. it looked like both of them were too busy with the phone calls they had, and sadly, their phones went flying opposite. it wasn't a cliche bump that taeyong had fell on the floor, on top of this person, he literally stumbled back on his buns. as much as he wanted to get mad, he still was able to control his temper. if it weren't for his lost student that stood there, watching it happen, then he wouldn't be able to let this slide.

taking the phone beside him, which clearly wasn't his, taeyong stood up and handed it to the man who, at the same time, did the same with his phone.

but the two of them stiffened from their places with different reasons. they stared at each other, getting lost in their eyes, and taking them seconds before mustering the courage to say something.

❝j-jaehyun?❞

❝beautiful.❞

that took taeyong off guard, snapping back to his senses. ❝huh?❞

❝eh?❞ and it looks like the man also subconsciously had said the compliment out loud. ❝i m-mean, i'm sorry! i was not paying attention to where—❞

brows knitted, taeyong can't help but notice how similar their features are. it's scaring him at the same time, making him wonder what the world was doing to him. he made sure to take his medicine a while ago, and he could have sworn he was sane enough, there's no way he is hallucinating right now.