Hope is the last thing we lose。
Title: Hope is the last thing we lose.
Pairing: Onew/Key
Genre: au, fluff, angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Kibum discovers that love at first sight might exist.
A/N: bad summary~ I fail at writing haha this is my first onkey fic ever, well first fic in general~ totally unbeta-ed so be nice ok? haha though english is one of my mother languages, I suck at it big time! And this story btw is true. It's something it happened to me and I just converted it to my otp ♥
Kibum’s POV.
Present time.
I’m so bored right now. What can I do to kill time? I look around and see everyone busy at what they do at work.
I started reminiscing about my senior year in high school. I had the sudden need to write one of the many memories of one of the best trips I ever had.
December 2010
Dear passengers, the plane is currently facing some problems. Please take your belongings and get off the plane. We will let you know about the situation in 15 minutes.
Fuck! Wasn’t it enough being inside the plane for already an hour waiting for it to take off? Now we have to wait even more!
“What was that?” asked Taemin, he’s always scared of planes. “There is a bomb in the airplane! We need to evacuate!” joked Jonghyun, just to scare him. The look on Taemin and other passengers was hilarious I had to admit, but no one believed him, thank God, or we would have been in problem. “Shut up Jjong! Don’t you see you’re scaring him? Don’t worry Taemin, there is just some problems with the plane, let’s go.” I tried to calm my classmate.
Great. Outside is freezing cold and we will have to wait who knows how long for the plane to start functioning again. I check my watch and it said 1:35am.
We were at the last day of our senior class trip to Mexico, waiting in Benito Juarez airport to go back home.
As we sit on the chairs inside the airport, waiting for any news about our plane, I watched the people of sitting around us. I always had this urge of looking at the people I’m surrounded by. Just checking their appearance and maybe guessing where they’re from, without any judging of course. I never understood why I usually did this. I realized then how many foreign people visited this country, which is not surprising since it’s a really beautiful one. There’s people from Brazil, United States, Sweden, but I never really saw any other Koreans or asians, aside from my group.
Suddenly, one of our flight attendants said. “Sorry to inform you, you’ll have to wait for another 45 minutes or one hour, we have to change to another plane”.
Jesus. Was there something really serious on that plane? Suddenly I felt grateful to be out of it.
I check my phone this time. 2:15am.
Are you serious?
“Ok so goodnight people. Wake me up when we need to board the new plane” said a tired Jonghyun as I see him lie on the floor next to other classmates. I should try and sleep too, I’m too tired. But I just can’t, maybe it’s the cold. I’m not comfortable enough anyway. From the corner of my eye, I watched as someone sits right in front of me. Wow. There’s actually another Korean guy in the airport? And he’s kind of cute. Actually, he’s very cute.
I was eyeing him without much subtleness. He was wearing some expensive looking Adidas hoodie and sporty pants. He must be rich. He had this nerd look on him, wearing thick black rimmed glasses, which hide such beautiful small eyes. His hair was a light brown, kind of long, bangs falling over his glasses. I couldn’t really see his face as much as I wanted to. A very cute nerd indeed.
“I’m gonna make you love me, neol saranghandago.. nan nega isseo---“
His phone rang and started speaking Portuguese. Isn’t he Korean? I had no idea who was he talking to nor what was he talking about but seeing his face turn from a serious one to wear the brightest smile I have ever seen made my heart flutter. His small eyes turned into crescent moon like ones. He is too damn cute.
I took my camera from my bag, wanting to take a picture of such a lovely human being.
OMG. I’m such a creeper. How am I supposed to do this without him thinking I’m some kind of stalker?
“Kibum! Take a picture of these sleepy heads and let’s upload them to facebook and tag them all afterwards! “ said a classmate. Oh well this could work. I thought. Maybe I can pretend to be taking pictures of my classmates and the airport and somehow snatch a picture of him. After a few tries of taking at least one of him and going crazy cause I thought I saw some red tint on his cheeks, I gave up.
Did he blush? I must be delusional.
At first glance he looked so much younger than me but now that I think about it he must be a few years older than me, I don’t think he would be alone so far from home if he was even my age. I really had this urge to take a picture of him and save it to remember it forever but I just didn’t have the guts to do it. Oh god Kibum what are you even thinking? Taking random pictures of a stranger? I must be going nuts.
Just when I was still staring at him in such a not subtle way, he stares back. I couldn’t hold his gaze so I had to look away. When I thought it was safe to eye him again, I see him still looking at me. A blush creeping up my face. His gaze was so intense, as if he’s looking at my soul. Even though some minutes passed and I tried to look back at him, I always caught him staring back.
Kibum you’re definitley delusional, there’s no way he’ll be looking at you like that, right? What is this warm feeling I feel when looking at him? Why do I feel as if he is feeling the same? I need to talk to him, I need to. I can’t lose this chance; he must like me of some sort to look at me like that right? This is not a good time to be shy. Why can’t I just at least say hello? Wait, what if he doesn’t even speak Korean? But he definitley is! His ringtone was B2ST’s You. Argh Kibum, get yourself together!
“Yah! Kibum I’m speaking to you! Our new plane has arrived, let’s get in line!” someone yelled back at me.
Oh great, just when I was planning to build up some courage to walk to the guy and talk to him.
As my classmates and I got up to get in line I looked back at his seat but he wasn’t there. Just when I thought I lost him I saw he was heading to get into another line, which was surprisingly next to us.
Wait, he’s on the same flight I am? Oh my god, isn’t this what people call destiny?
As people start calling up plain ticket numbers I realized he was indeed in the same flight... in first class. And this is when I curse to be stuck in economic seats. He is rich damn right.
The whole flight I couldn’t stop thinking about him, Jonghyun who sat next to me was getting irritated. I couldn’t stop talking about the “cute nerd guy on our flight”. I wanted to walk to the first class area but I didn’t have an excuse and the flight attendants would just kick me out of there. I felt down all the flight, I missed him. How can you miss someone you don’t even know?
I had hope I was going to see him at least once when we arrived to the airport. I prayed to God to have that opportunity. I really needed to see him once more.
Everytime I thought about him during the flight I would smile to myself like some idiot. I didn’t know why but he made my heart flutter like no one else did since the first time I saw him. Is this what they call love at first sight? I never actually believed in it, more like lust at first sight. But when I first saw him it wasn’t a feeling of being attracted to his body and wanting to just push him against the wall and kiss him senseless (not that I wouldn’t mind) but he really did make me feel all giddy and just like a sick puppy in love.
Sadly, my prayers weren’t heard. Once I got off the plane, I never saw him again. Not even one second. Where did he go so fast I couldn’t catch him? Was this really all? I wouldn’t see him ever again? This couldn’t be the end! The glances we shared, it must have meant something right?
Kibum’s POV.
Present time.
How long has it been? What day is today? July 1st 2011.
Almost 7 months. I still have that fluttery feeling in my chest everytime I think about him. I would do anything to go back in time and talk to him. How I regret not being able to just push away the shyness and say at least a hello. But even after that day, I still had the feeling that maybe, just maybe we’ll meet again.
Hope is the last thing you lose, right?
Jinki's POV
A/N: /hides in a corner. sorry for reading such a lame fic XD I warned you~ it's an one shot btw haha
Pairing: Onew/Key
Genre: au, fluff, angst
Rating: PG
Summary: Kibum discovers that love at first sight might exist.
A/N: bad summary~ I fail at writing haha this is my first onkey fic ever, well first fic in general~ totally unbeta-ed so be nice ok? haha though english is one of my mother languages, I suck at it big time! And this story btw is true. It's something it happened to me and I just converted it to my otp ♥
Kibum’s POV.
Present time.
I’m so bored right now. What can I do to kill time? I look around and see everyone busy at what they do at work.
I started reminiscing about my senior year in high school. I had the sudden need to write one of the many memories of one of the best trips I ever had.
December 2010
Dear passengers, the plane is currently facing some problems. Please take your belongings and get off the plane. We will let you know about the situation in 15 minutes.
Fuck! Wasn’t it enough being inside the plane for already an hour waiting for it to take off? Now we have to wait even more!
“What was that?” asked Taemin, he’s always scared of planes. “There is a bomb in the airplane! We need to evacuate!” joked Jonghyun, just to scare him. The look on Taemin and other passengers was hilarious I had to admit, but no one believed him, thank God, or we would have been in problem. “Shut up Jjong! Don’t you see you’re scaring him? Don’t worry Taemin, there is just some problems with the plane, let’s go.” I tried to calm my classmate.
Great. Outside is freezing cold and we will have to wait who knows how long for the plane to start functioning again. I check my watch and it said 1:35am.
We were at the last day of our senior class trip to Mexico, waiting in Benito Juarez airport to go back home.
As we sit on the chairs inside the airport, waiting for any news about our plane, I watched the people of sitting around us. I always had this urge of looking at the people I’m surrounded by. Just checking their appearance and maybe guessing where they’re from, without any judging of course. I never understood why I usually did this. I realized then how many foreign people visited this country, which is not surprising since it’s a really beautiful one. There’s people from Brazil, United States, Sweden, but I never really saw any other Koreans or asians, aside from my group.
Suddenly, one of our flight attendants said. “Sorry to inform you, you’ll have to wait for another 45 minutes or one hour, we have to change to another plane”.
Jesus. Was there something really serious on that plane? Suddenly I felt grateful to be out of it.
I check my phone this time. 2:15am.
Are you serious?
“Ok so goodnight people. Wake me up when we need to board the new plane” said a tired Jonghyun as I see him lie on the floor next to other classmates. I should try and sleep too, I’m too tired. But I just can’t, maybe it’s the cold. I’m not comfortable enough anyway. From the corner of my eye, I watched as someone sits right in front of me. Wow. There’s actually another Korean guy in the airport? And he’s kind of cute. Actually, he’s very cute.
I was eyeing him without much subtleness. He was wearing some expensive looking Adidas hoodie and sporty pants. He must be rich. He had this nerd look on him, wearing thick black rimmed glasses, which hide such beautiful small eyes. His hair was a light brown, kind of long, bangs falling over his glasses. I couldn’t really see his face as much as I wanted to. A very cute nerd indeed.
“I’m gonna make you love me, neol saranghandago.. nan nega isseo---“
His phone rang and started speaking Portuguese. Isn’t he Korean? I had no idea who was he talking to nor what was he talking about but seeing his face turn from a serious one to wear the brightest smile I have ever seen made my heart flutter. His small eyes turned into crescent moon like ones. He is too damn cute.
I took my camera from my bag, wanting to take a picture of such a lovely human being.
OMG. I’m such a creeper. How am I supposed to do this without him thinking I’m some kind of stalker?
“Kibum! Take a picture of these sleepy heads and let’s upload them to facebook and tag them all afterwards! “ said a classmate. Oh well this could work. I thought. Maybe I can pretend to be taking pictures of my classmates and the airport and somehow snatch a picture of him. After a few tries of taking at least one of him and going crazy cause I thought I saw some red tint on his cheeks, I gave up.
Did he blush? I must be delusional.
At first glance he looked so much younger than me but now that I think about it he must be a few years older than me, I don’t think he would be alone so far from home if he was even my age. I really had this urge to take a picture of him and save it to remember it forever but I just didn’t have the guts to do it. Oh god Kibum what are you even thinking? Taking random pictures of a stranger? I must be going nuts.
Just when I was still staring at him in such a not subtle way, he stares back. I couldn’t hold his gaze so I had to look away. When I thought it was safe to eye him again, I see him still looking at me. A blush creeping up my face. His gaze was so intense, as if he’s looking at my soul. Even though some minutes passed and I tried to look back at him, I always caught him staring back.
Kibum you’re definitley delusional, there’s no way he’ll be looking at you like that, right? What is this warm feeling I feel when looking at him? Why do I feel as if he is feeling the same? I need to talk to him, I need to. I can’t lose this chance; he must like me of some sort to look at me like that right? This is not a good time to be shy. Why can’t I just at least say hello? Wait, what if he doesn’t even speak Korean? But he definitley is! His ringtone was B2ST’s You. Argh Kibum, get yourself together!
“Yah! Kibum I’m speaking to you! Our new plane has arrived, let’s get in line!” someone yelled back at me.
Oh great, just when I was planning to build up some courage to walk to the guy and talk to him.
As my classmates and I got up to get in line I looked back at his seat but he wasn’t there. Just when I thought I lost him I saw he was heading to get into another line, which was surprisingly next to us.
Wait, he’s on the same flight I am? Oh my god, isn’t this what people call destiny?
As people start calling up plain ticket numbers I realized he was indeed in the same flight... in first class. And this is when I curse to be stuck in economic seats. He is rich damn right.
The whole flight I couldn’t stop thinking about him, Jonghyun who sat next to me was getting irritated. I couldn’t stop talking about the “cute nerd guy on our flight”. I wanted to walk to the first class area but I didn’t have an excuse and the flight attendants would just kick me out of there. I felt down all the flight, I missed him. How can you miss someone you don’t even know?
I had hope I was going to see him at least once when we arrived to the airport. I prayed to God to have that opportunity. I really needed to see him once more.
Everytime I thought about him during the flight I would smile to myself like some idiot. I didn’t know why but he made my heart flutter like no one else did since the first time I saw him. Is this what they call love at first sight? I never actually believed in it, more like lust at first sight. But when I first saw him it wasn’t a feeling of being attracted to his body and wanting to just push him against the wall and kiss him senseless (not that I wouldn’t mind) but he really did make me feel all giddy and just like a sick puppy in love.
Sadly, my prayers weren’t heard. Once I got off the plane, I never saw him again. Not even one second. Where did he go so fast I couldn’t catch him? Was this really all? I wouldn’t see him ever again? This couldn’t be the end! The glances we shared, it must have meant something right?
Kibum’s POV.
Present time.
How long has it been? What day is today? July 1st 2011.
Almost 7 months. I still have that fluttery feeling in my chest everytime I think about him. I would do anything to go back in time and talk to him. How I regret not being able to just push away the shyness and say at least a hello. But even after that day, I still had the feeling that maybe, just maybe we’ll meet again.
Hope is the last thing you lose, right?
Jinki's POV
A/N: /hides in a corner. sorry for reading such a lame fic XD I warned you~ it's an one shot btw haha