Phoenix | SuperM

6 / On Our Way

"We're going back home! We're going back home!" Mark and Kai cheered as they skipped through the airport like little children. The others weren't too far behind. They checked if they had their passports and gave the boarding tickets to each person.

"Hey!" Baekhyun jogged to the two screaming man-children and whacked the back of their heads at the same time. "Do you want people to think you have the brains of five year olds?"

"But, like-" Mark began.

"No." Baekhyun cut him off and handed over the boarding tickets, along with their passports. "If you lose these, you're going to look for them." He raised his hand, stopping the two from interrupting. "And I don't care if you end up missing the flight."

"I'm pretty sure you will because I payed for my ticket under your bank account." Kai smirked and fist bumped Mark, who was astonished. His eyes were as wide as saucers and his mouth was slightly agape. Baekhyun's eye twitched and his jaw clenched.

"Just don't lose those." He sighed and walked back to Taemin and Taeyong.

"You are a true criminal, bro."

"I try my best." Baekhyun clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes. Kai whispered indistinct words into Mark's ear and his eyes lit up.

They quickly stole a small glance behind them and stuck their tongues out before running around screaming at the top of their lungs. Baekhyun tore his bag off his back and shoved it into Taemin's arms.

He sped over to the two 'children' and occasionally shrieked "YAH!" and "If you don't stop, I swear-"

He eventually ended up leaning on a wall, panting heavily. He felt a heavy object be pushed into him and opened his eyes. 

"Do you want water?" Taeyong asked. His voice sounded familiar. He handed Baekhyun a bottle of cold water. He gulped half the bottle down in one go and wiped away the excess water from the corners of his lips.

"Thanks, Tae."

"No problem." Two people said at the same time. Baekhyun turned and saw Taemin giving Taeyong a weird look.

"I gave it to him." Taeyong scoffed.

"I bought it." Taemin retorted.

"And I drank it." Baekhyun sighed. "It doesn't matter."

"Come on. The others are already in the plane." Taeyong said, speed walking away from them. Taemin followed at the same pace. Baekhyun quickly jogged behind and ruffled his hair. Was he slow or were their strides long?

"Mark seems to be a very energetic person." He commented.

"Actually, no." Taeyong disagreed. "It's been a while since Mark was that happy."

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Taeyong snuggled into the comfortable seat in the plane and sighed. They were going back home. As much as he was excited to visit his friends and family members, the chances of accidentally bumping into them... the mere thought made Taeyong shiver.

"Thank you for flying with American Airlines. This is your pilot and we hope you're comfortable, because this is going to be a long flight."  The blue haired man closed his eyes, toning out the pilot's dull voice.

He heard a few words. Something about going to Dubai first to switch planes before getting to Incheon International Airport. Then came the air hostesses explaining the safety regulations and so on and so forth. 

Taeyong looked over to Baekhyun, who's jaw was still clenched. His nails dug into the fabric of the arm of the chair.

"Baekhyun. Are you all right?"