So when it became the Easter Holidays, Jaehyun had organised the trip to France, he couldn't help but ask the other's to come too, including Jisung, who he was sceptical about. But it would be his way of apologising for being possessive and stupid.
Taeyong held the passport in his hands and looked down at it, this would be his first time going on an airoplane, I mean... it was only across the Ocean, right...? He held the sports shoulder-bag on his shoulder, it had his belongings inside. It was easier to have a bag than a suitcase. Except heavier, so he brought his backpack like Jaehyun too. He decided on wearing a red hoodie, with some graffiti on it, and ripped jeans. While Jaehyun had a more neat appearance, button up shirt, with trousers which the shirt was tucked into.
They stopped and took a break at the row of chairs as they waited for the others. 'Are planes scary...?' Asked Taeyong to Jaehyun, who was familiar to traveling.
Jaehyun thought for a few moments. 'It depends. Don't worry though, okay?' Jaehyun assured the boy, if he told him about the turbulence, then Taeyong might never build the courage to get on the plane.
Taeyong looked up right after Jaehyun, they spotted a Ten and a Mark charging at them, but no sign of Johnny. Taeyong had missed a lot, if something had happened, he didn't want to hear about it... except if he had to.
Chittapon grabbed Taeyong. 'Yo, you gotta hide me before he finds out we left him in the toilet.' He then looked around and decided to hide behind the row of chairs, Mark of course had to do the same. 'Oh, nice to see you too.' Taeyong added sarcastically. He brought out his phone, and plugged the earphones into his ears.
Then right on que, was a livid Johnny. Taeyong thought why, what's the point of leaving him in the toilet? Johnny stopped infront of them. 'They're hiding behind you aren't they?' Johnny mouthed, Jaehyun made a small nod. Taeyong too, because of the boy's being so mean, leaving Johnny in the toilets. They sort of just, deserved it.
'He's vexed.' Jaehyun joked, prodding his elbow at Taeyong.
'Wait, has Ten still been avoiding him?' Taeyong couldn't believe it when Jaehyun made a small sigh, which said yes.
Johnny had grabbed the two heathens from their hiding spot, dragging them by their ears after discarding his suitcase infront of Jae and Tae. 'YOU ARE SO MEAN!' He mainly yelled at Ten, who was begging him to stop.
Also, let me mention how everyone was watching them, except for Jaehyun who had seen it all.
Johnny decided to drop Mark, and pick up Ten after dragging them out. Johnny had Ten slung over his shoulder.
Jaehyun began to whine 'Oi, not in public! Johnny!-' Because he had seen this too often, and he never liked watching it because it was always... the same thing. Over and over again. Meanwhile, a Taeyong was rather curious.
Johnny had slapped Ten... on the ass? Taeyong rubbed his eyes and was certain that was the worst sight he had seen between them. He wasn't sure if that could be claused as sexual assult but Ten seemed to just be used to it, but that didn't mean he liked it. Johnny was one of those types. If you get what I am saying.
Ten kicked at Johnny.
'Let me down you bastard...! Agh you seriously just did that?-' And the Japanese would say Ten was a typical tsundere. Someone who clearly likes a person, but makes sure to never show it and be mean to them regularly.
'Yes I did that! You're a two year old.' Said Johnny to Ten, putting him down on the ground to face him.
Ten scoffed. 'Get your facts right! I'm eighteen-'
Then a loud shreiking noise came from the gate. 'Oh sweet mother of-' Jaehyun was about to say something offensive, so Taeyong kicked him after whitnessing that montrousity between T and J, not that T and J though. The other two. But Taeyong turned his head, a wild Jisung was charging faster than Ten and Mark, at them. With a pair of exhausted friends behind him... one was Haechan, the other was an unfamiliar face. Taeyong couldn't help but think his brother looked like a wild man-eating boar from a forest, a hungry one who had come across them all.
He watched this before his life flashed before his eyes and Jisung pulled his brother from the chair and hugged him passionately, in his hugging-profession.
Even though that side of the friend group was all middle-schoolers, or just a younger part of the generation to them, Haechan just looked a bit more mature than the boy and Jisung. Perhaps he was older, or just hit puberty harder than them. They were like, 15? 14? That's a 4 to 3 year age gap there.
Then there was a dolphin-like laugh that was made as Jisung moved away and bowed to his brother.
This made everyone look. 'This is Chen-loh.'
He had stopped laughing.
'Che-nle,' He corrected Jisung.
Jisung nodded slowly. 'He Chenle's (channels) his energy... and can also read minds for an extra penny.'
Chenle starred at him with deep concern, and so did the other's.
'Really?' Taeyong played along.
'Of course!' Jisung was talking sarcastically now. 'He has the... what do you call it... 7th sense?'
'Yup... and it says you need to open your eyes, you daft-dimbo-'
Chenle was about to hit Jisung.
'Oh... I still won that basketball match though.' Jisung bragged, he seemed to be flexing like Chenle was the No.1 player, until he took that place.
'Lord give me faith...' Haechan muttered.
The flight suddenly came up on the large black screen as a beep was made, they all looked. '76, Flight to France: Gate open.'
They all looked at eachother, 76... gate open. How were they supposed to make a run for it on time?