"Yes, I promise to be careful."

"And you won't stay out too late?"

"Of course."

"...I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you too mom."

"This is the final boarding call for passengers booked on flight 461A to Seoul, South Korea. Please proceed to gate 7 immediately.."

"I gotta go."

"Bye."

She hung up before I could respond, as usual. I gathered my things and approached the gate. The lady standing at the entrance quickly checked my boarding pass and ushered me in. I found my seat on the plane and was getting settled just as my phone rang again. Assuming it was my mom, I picked it up without looking.

"Hello, mom?"

"Yes, this is your mom."

A familiar voice, not my mother's, spoke through snickers on the other side of the phone. I laughed and smiled to myself.

"Oh, shut up, Fateema."

More laughing.

"So, when does you're flight leave?"

"Right now, actually. I just got on the plane."

"Well, when you get there, make sure to tell Jimin that there's a girl in Detroit who's perfect wife material."

I snorted. "Yeah, 'cause the likelihood of meeting him or anyone from bts isn't one in a million."

"Whatever. Have fun, nerd."

"Bye, loser."

"...at this time, your portable electronic devices must be set to airplane mode until an announcement is made upon arrival..."

As the plane began to move, I plugged in my headphones and closed my eyes, listening to my bts soundtrack.

"Why is it so dark where you're not here
It's dangerous how wrecked I am
Save me because I can't get a grip on myself"

~~~~~~

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Gimpo International Airport. Local time is 9:15 and the temperature is 41 degrees Fahrenheit, or 5 degrees celsius..."

I stepped off the gangway into the airport and was instantly overwhelmed. A wave of unfamiliarity overcame me, and I staggered to a stop where I stood. The sounds, sights, smells- all of it was new and strange, swirling around me, making me dizzy, which didn't help the nausea I already felt from the plane landing. I felt lost and helpless.

Calm down, you can do this.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. As I opened them, things began to calm down. I realized that I could understand my unfamiliar surrounding; this was what I had prepared for, after all. I could translate passing conversations and signs around me in my head. My heartbeat slowed, and I began to walk forward, until I fell. The ground looked as if it came rushing to meet me.

And then it halted.

"Are you ok?"

It was a stranger's voice that spoke to me gently, but it felt oddly familiar. I felt his tight grip on my shoulder. My nausea, which had left, came rushing back, so I could only nod in response. I looked up to the person who had saved me and-

Oh my god.

"you-you're..."

Jungkook smiled and laughed lightly. At that moment, the nausea became to much to bear. I desperately tried to hold the vomit back, but it came anyway. I was humiliated.

So I closed my eyes tightly.

~~~~~

I stepped off the gangway into the airport and was... confused.

I had been here before.