My King

Chapter 8

Jasmine and a pilot, who had been waiting for us, situated themselves in the cockpit whereas me, Klaue, Erik alongside the three other suited men got to sprawl across the plane. The seat formation was that similar to a small bus. Two seats side by side, the isle and a single seat. I immediately headed for a window seat as I laid my legs across the two chairs. As the rest sat randomly across the plane, Erik was the last to get on board. He made himself comfortable in the single seat in my row. Unaware of his presence, I lazily watched the outdoors, taking in the last bit of England as much as I could. 

I fixated on the outside for about an hour before I decided to move my head and look around the plane itself. Once Erik realized I has snapped out of my daze he laughed. "Finally! I though you'd turned into stone."

"Jasmine appears to be medusa so you're not far off" I laughed. I didn't understand how or why they were together. Jasmine was mean, arrogant and ignorant. Yes, Erik was cocky at times but he was never arrogant, he was ambitious.

"Do you have any clue what we're going to be doing in Korea" I asked

"Klaue set up a deal there. He's going to take care of it tomorrow night."

"Are we joining him on this one?"

"Nah, we'll be on stand by"

Everyone on the plane had dozed off but I still didn't want to risk anything so I mouthed to Erik: How much longer?

He scrunched his eyebrows trying to understand what I was saying. I repeated the sentence only owing my mouth and not making a noise. He still couldn't understand so he slid next to me. 

"What?" he whispered with a slight glint of concern in his eyes

"How much longer until..." I whispered hoping he would understand what I was insinuating.

He nodded signifying his understanding. He looked around to make sure no one was conscious to overhear us and looked back at me. 

"It should be 2 days" He said with a stoic look on his face

I nodded and leaned my head back against the headrest, staring off into the distance. I felt my eyelids become heavier as I fought to stay awake. My head fell and rested on something as sleep overtook me.

I woke up to find myself leaning on Erik as my head rested on his shoulder. He was asleep with an occasional snore leaving his lips. I admired his features in his peaceful state. The constant stress and anger had been lifted from his face with the soft light exuding from the window highlighting every corner of it. His eyes slowly fluttered open, I was still in my trance, head rested on his shoulder while my eyes slightly looked up at him. He looked back at me as a slow smile graced his lips.

"Hey" he whispered in a tired raspy voice

"Hey" I replied with a smile

He softly laid his head on top of mine, burying his cheek in my hair. "Mmm, soft" He said, still a sleepy mess. He turned his head slightly to poke his nose into my curls and breathed in. I started to giggle as he said "it smells nice too... can you shrink me and put me in here?". I nudged him slightly as he laughed. 

Jasmine's voice came over the speakers "We'll be landing in 30 minutes everyone". With that Erik sat up straight, as did I looking over at everyone sat in their seats to see if anyone was awake. Everyone except for those in the cockpit seemed to be knocked out. I got comfortable in my seat and propped my head up with my hand to look over the clouds. I felt a hand rest on my thigh. I turned to look at Erik who was staring at me with warm eyes.

"You good?" he asked.

I paused "Yeah"

He nodded and proceeded to moveback to his original seat. He propped his feat up against the opposite chair and once again closed his eyes. I continued to look at him not knowing what else to do. Why was he so damn captivating when doing absolutely nothing. I snapped myself out of it and shook my head. NO. No, he has a girlfriend, and I don't even like him... right? How could I like a guy I met almost two days ago? To be truthful it feels like I've known him for longer. He's the first person I've been able to connect and understand deeply for the first time in a long time, I've forgotten what it feels like. And I don't want to lose that feeling now that I've got it.