Yoohee's eyes fluttered open, only to be closed again as her eyelids were still heavy with sleep. She yawned, and stretched her arms out, until she hit something oddly humanlike.

She had momentarily forgotten where she was, and was shocked to find out someone else was in her presence. She mumbled a sorry before fully opening her eyes and looking at a man staring at a bright phone screen that illuminated the dark plane.

"Thank god you're awake, I was starting to get bored." Jimin sighed in relief as he shut off his phone and turned his attention to the slightly dazed girl. She was still struggling to catch up on the situation she was in.

She took out her phone to check what time it was. 11:20pm, an hour and a half since take off. That must have mean't she was asleep for almost an hour.

"Oh I'm sorry, if you really wanted to talk you could have woken me up," she yawned as the sentence ended, rubbing her eyes. Jimin leaned his head to one side, with a raised eyebrow. He was surprised at how kind she was being.

"It's ok," Jimin softly laughed. He hadn't talked since their conversation earlier, so his voice sounded tired. The bass and pure rasp of his words rung in Yoohee's ears, sending shivers down her spine, "I know how you get when you don't get enough sleep."

Yoohee laughed, less obnoxiously than before. She shook her head at the memories of what she had done to the poor boy when she was awoken from her slumber.

"Sorry about that, by the way..." Yoohee apologized, "I wasn't exactly in the right state of mind. But you guys were lucky."

"Lucky?"

"Yeah, in a situation like that, I would just kick your guys asses instead."

"Why didn't you?"

"I don't know why to be honest. At first I was going to, but then I saw one of you guys hiding in a corner, looking like a dog who had just been kicked by its owner, and decided to go easy on you."

"Thank you?" The statement came out as more of a question from Jimin, "I mean you still pinned us against a bed. Not to mention, invaded our room."

"Hey! You guys did the same thing!"

"That's different, we certainly weren't as threatening, and didn't have the intent of beating up somebody."

"Fair enough," Yoohee shrugged, yawning once more before pulling her knees up to her chest. She shifted in her seat to position herself in a more comfortable pose. In the end, she was still curled up into a ball, her back leaned against the plane's wall, and faced towards Jimin with droopy eyes.

Jimin didn't expect this type of attitude from Yoohee. It contrasted so drastically to what he experienced the last time Yoohee had been tired. The only difference in circumstance was the level of tired.

It was new, and Jimin liked it. She seemed innocent and vulnerable for once, instead of aggressive and, frankly, scary. He could see the little girl inside of her, the one who would run to her parents bed when thunder was heard. Seeing her act this way really let Jimin have insight to the many sides of Baek Yoohee.

"What are you staring at?" Yoohee asked, a small smirk apparent on her face.

Jimin hadn't even realized he was staring until now, and he quickly averted his eyes when she called him out on it.

He answered the question with another question, "How old are you?"

"What do you think?"

"I honestly can't tell. You're appearance looks innocent yet mature, but you're attitude tells a whole different story. You could be a teen, or you could be in your mid-twenties. It's really hard to tell nowadays. I mean, 13 year olds look like 28 year olds sometimes."

Yoohee giggled like a schoolgirl at the joke, "I'm 18."

"Really?" Jimin's eyes widened, "To be honest, you look at least 21 to me."

"Oh, do you mean Korean Age? I'm 18 in international age, but 20 in Korea."

"That makes so much more sense," Jimin wiped a bead of sweat that was forming from having been so nervous. About what? He didn't know.

"How about you?"

"23 in Korean Age. 21 internationally," Yoohee nodded, "so you should call me oppa."

Yoohee almost choked on her own spit, jolting her awake from her hazy daze.

"I think I'll go with Jimin-ie, thank you very much."

"You have no sense of honorifics or manners, do you?"

"Nope, wasn't raised in Korea, but the red, white, and blue of 'Murica the beautiful!" Yoohee sarcastically raised her hand in salute.

Jimin scoffed, "American's and their pride. The US is overrated."

"Hey, that's my country your talking about. Better watch your mouth or else I might-"

"And there's the Yoohee I know and love!" Jimin's overly-happy shout cut her off as he threw his hands up in the air as if he was on a rollercoaster, which attracted the attention of the elderly pair in front of them.

"Shush, your bothering the lovely couple in front of us," Yoohee politely said, just loud enough for them to hear her, "Why do you not like America?"

Jimin shuffled his feet as he stared at the floor, "I've had some... not so pleasant memories there..."

"Then why are you going there now?"

"Because I have to, its a part of my... job...?" Jimin wanted to try and make it so she would go as long as possible without knowing who he was. He figured it would be better that way anyways.

"Oh right, because you're a star."

"What?" Jimin looked at her with wide eyes. She rolled hers, thinking how dumb could he be.

"It's not like your manager told me you were a part of a Kpop group, or that you guys were performing at an olympic arena or anything." Yoohee sarcastically explained with a chuckle. Jimin sighed a prolonged "oh", while mentally facepalming at his own stupidity.

"Ughhhhh," Yoohee grumbled, kicking her feet dramatically, "I'm bored."

"I've got a movie on my phone, or maybe we could read-"

"Nooooo," Yoohee whined like a little child, making Jimin smirk. Suddenly, her face lit up with an idea popping into her head, "Let's play a game!"

"Wow."

"What?" Yoohee asked with a pout on her face.

"No, nothing bad. You just remind me so much of Taehyung..."

"Who?"

"My best friend. But nevermind," Jimin leaned in, his face so close to hers their noses were squished together, "Let the games begin!"

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OK THIS WAS SUCH A SHORT FILLER FLUFF CHAPTER JUST TO GET SOME BACKGROUND STORY IN THERE SO IM SORRY IF ITS SHITTY &a SHORT I PROMISE ITLL GET BETTER LMFAO