drunken song || minsung || university/work au

Chapter 19: Accident

Everyone at the airport was curious on why such a huge entourage was gathered and lined up at the entrance.

Probably an important guest was coming.

The employees were straightening themselves making sure everything was perfect.

The directors of the airport along with- who looked like a secretary- also arranged themselves to impress the upcoming guest.

A black car pulls up at the driveway, the driver's seat opening revealing a very handsome face whose eyes were covered by sunglasses.

Minho arrives at the airport, giving his luggage to a butler who accepted it with both hands and followed him from behind.

"Good day, young master." A middle-aged woman greeted Minho with a bowed head, the entourage behind her followed as well.

"Morning, Secretary Min." Minho politely greets back, and followed her to the jet where he would be staying in for the flight.

"Today's schedule for America-" Secretary Min said before her words were cut off by Minho.

"Can we talk about that it in the jet please? It's too early for business matters." Minho said, complaining. It was currently seven a.m in the morning. Not really early, but this is Lee Minho we're talking about.

The secretary simply nodded and placed her once schedule holding hands down.

Minho smiled and continues on to follow them, slowly missing Jisung every step he takes.

They soon arrived at the private jet and Minho sits down, immediately getting served by a- quite flirty- flight attendant.

"Would you like some wine young master?" A cutesy voice asked, making Minho lift his head up from his phone.

"Hm? Oh sure." He said, slightly annoyed but paid it no mind. He went back to texting Jisung. Of course it's Jisung.

Smiling a little when Jisung told him to be careful. The flight attendant saw this and pouted.

Can I call? Minho texted, wanting to hear Jisung one more time before leaving for America.

Sure. Jisung replied making Minho giddy. Excited to hear Jisung's voice.

The phone rings and Jisung finally picks up.

"Hi, hyung." Jisung's words lit up Minho's face in an instant. How whipped have I become?

"Sung-ie! Hi! I miss you." Minho said, leaning back on his chair to get comfortable.

"Yeah hyung, you told me over text three times now. And I miss you too." Jisung's muffled voice replied.

Minho smiled one more time.

Secretary Min was watching Minho with wide eyes. Who could it be? Making our young master smile that widely?

Minho continued to talk to him until the flight was ready to go. Although sad that he had to hang up, he needed to.

He said his goodbye's to Jisung, telling him he misses him one more time before ending the call.

Minho slumped and sipped his wine sadly. Sighing, he looks out the window and the flight starts.

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Minho arrives at the place he once called home without much troubles and a few disturbances with an annoying flight attendant.

"Hello again, America." Minho sighs deeply and walks towards the prepared car that was for him.