count on me┃jaeyong

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even though he isn't there physically, the male could see that pout on his face. "yeah, but i'm your bestfriend!"

❝speaking of bestfriend, it's already time for yuta to call me.❞ taeyong said after checking the time on his wrist watch.

shuffling sounds were heard from the other side of the line, he probably is busy making reports for his upcoming lessons. "wait—"

❝rest well, johnny! say hi to twenty for me, and tell ten how thankful i am for helping me in organizing my medicines, and also vitamins for the kids.❞ taeyong quickly said in just under one breath, not letting the biker say another word and ended the call.

checking the time once more, he still has a minute to stay still— and wonder where on earth is that student running off to? all he asked was to check if their pick up is already there, and if not, she could have just came back. tapping his foot, his eyes scanned the busy area, but, unfortunately, he couldn't see anyone with the same features as his student.

dialing the girl's number, he was unable to make a call when he had already received one coming from the japanese actor. sighing, he picked it up and placed the device on his ear. ❝hey, yuta!❞

"how's the most precious person in the world doing?" that was the greeting he got.

with a warm smile, taeyong answered, ❝oh, i'm doing great. my student and i just arrived in new york and—❞

only to be disappointed with the revelation, "sorry, i was talking to sicheng. he just got back from an interview. anyways, hey, yongie!"

he was already single to being with, there's no need to rub it on his face. ❝hope all.❞

a laugh was heard from the other line. "come on, how's your stay in new york? want me to go after you? i can stay with you for the next two weeks and—"

❝not you too!❞ taeyong let out a groan at how protective his bestfriends are. not that he didn't appreciate it, but it can get out of hand sometimes. ❝mind you, i'm not a kid anymore. i can take care of myself, alone.❞

as yuta was talking about his day, also asking the latter about his and if he's doing better than before, taeyong can't help but notice and be worried that his student is still not there yet. could she have went outside just to clearly check that they driver is not yet there? 

❝yuta, i'm sorry, but i think i'll have to cut this short, i lost my student.❞ he sounded calm and composed, but his heart is beating rapidly at how much trouble was cause in their first step in this large place. dropping the call, he made another one and that was towards the student that finally answered. ❝kim minjeong, didn't i tell you not to go far?❞

"yeah, i apologize for that. i missed my flight today, sorry. yep, i woke up late, that's why."

❝do you know how worried i am right now!? come back here this instant!❞ taeyong raised his voice, taking steps away from their bags just to get another view of the airport, in hopes to see his student.

"what do you mean my appointment is cancelled?"

❝what do you mean you are not coming?❞ running a hand over his hair stressfully, taeyong now had worry take over his nerves and started to walk away from their bags just to look for the student.