Taehyung's POV

After the plane reaches cruising attitude, I unbuckle my seatbelt and lean forward placing my elbows on my thighs. Our plane is considered small but there's plenty of room to move around and it is the panicle of luxury. The front compartment that myself and the asshole shares is sperate and private. The back compartment is also private with a seat for our flight attendant Yeona. This plane was built for the super wealthy like Jungkook Jackass. His rudeness is offensive but I no better than to take it personally. I know his type very well and I pity him. Too bad, he most certainly is hot, but his abrasiveness, judgmental and mean disposition bleeds him of all attractiveness for me. What I hate the most is how he treated Yeona. She's a lovely girl and my friend. I've known her for a few years, and she struggles with her self-esteem. Jungkook Jerk didn't help in the least. I resent people like him that take advantage of those that are weaker. He cares about no one but himself, power, and making money. I fuckin hate him.

As I rise from my seat, I look over to the man sitting next to me. His eyes are closed, and I pause for a moment and watch him sleep. I feel a tightness in my chest and slowly shake my head. He looks peaceful and kind, yet I know he's not. I exhale and move down the aisle towards the back cabin. As I enter, I see an older couple sitting together and holding hands as they lean into each other. It's a very sweet moment and I softly smile.

"Hi, I'm Kim Taehyung," I say introducing myself. They both immediately smile at me and sit forward.

"I'm Min Song, and this is my wife Yea. It's good to meet you. We are traveling to LA to meet our first grandchildren due to be born in 2 weeks."

"Oh, my goodness, that is very exciting! A grandchild! Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Min." Being a bit demonstrative I wave my arms. It's just how I experience excitement. I am genuinely happy for them. I immediately like them.

"Thank you, Mr. Kim! They both say with wide smiles.

"Have you been to the US before Mr. Kim?" I sense a slight but beautiful accent." Mrs. Min says as I softly chuckle.

"Please, call me Tae. I was born in Los Angeles and my family lives there. I'm looking forward to seeing them. It's been almost two years and I miss them terribly. My work is quite demanding, but I love it. I wasn't able to make it home last year for Christmas and of course we're all very excited." I share as they nod with beaming smiles. They seem to be in synch with each other and it's incredibly sweet. Their connection reminds me a bit of my mom's and dad's connection. Intimate, sweet, and very loving. They feel like home.

"Is this your first trip to the US Mr. and Mrs. Min?"

"Yes, it is Tae," Mr. Min says as he gently squeezes his wife's hand and looks at her lovingly. Please call us Song and Yea." He replies with true earnestness in his eyes.

"Our daughter married an American. He's a lovely man. They traveled to see us two years ago in South Korea. They've been trying to conceive a child for several years and now we all have been gifted with this new life. This trip is very important for us. We wish you a very Merry Christmas Tae with your family." Yea shares as her eyes gleam.

"Thank you very much. I'm very happy for you. This is a very important event for you, and I hope you also have a wonderful Christmas."

"So, you'll be seeing your family. How wonderful, Tae. Will you be seeing someone very special?" Yea adds with a sly smile as Song chuckles.

"Someone special? Uh, n-no." I stammer as I get her meaning and look away awkwardly.

"Tae please forgive my wife. She's a romantic. She has a feeling about you. Isn't that right sweetheart?" Song asks as he lightly nudges, her. She nods and smiles. "My wife knows things about people and it's hard to explain. A prediction."

"Sweetheart you're scaring him." Yea says playfully seeing my jaw slack slightly. "I shouldn't have said that. I just had a feeling about you. I'm sorry if this sounds weird." It's a bit weird but now I'm curious.

"No, I'm fine. I believe that there are others who feel things that are unexplainable. I-I'd like to know more about your prediction." I sit down in front of them quite casually on the plushy carpeted floor crossing my legs.

They trade a glance with each other and Song gently tilts his chin encouraging his wife to tell me more.

"Go ahead darling. Tell him what came to you." Song urges as Yea bites her lip and begins to talk.

"Tae, I had a strong feeling about you when walked on the plane. I told Song that someone special is coming for you very soon. Someone that you would never expect and if you don't pay attention to the details you will miss him. Someone that is so opposite of you. You'll feel it and at the same time want to dismiss it. That's what came to me." She leans forward and softly rubs my arm.

"Tae every time my wife has this feeling it's come true. First it was us and several others in the past. However, it's been many years since she's had this feeling and sometimes visions." He eyes are soft as silk as he looks at his wife. Their love is beautiful and all over them.

My curiosity and excitement builds. "Yea, do you know who is coming? Have you had a vision about me?" Her mouth carries a tender smile as I uncontrollably bounce on my bottom.

"Tae I can tell you no more. It would not be wise. I only told you because I want you to be open to possibilities. Any more would not be wise."

"Well, when I get to LA I will have my eyes wide open. I'd love to have someone special like you and Song, but I've had some disappointments." I share and feel the heavy weight of loneliness generating from my core. It's been years since I've been in a relationship."

"Tae you'll be okay. I know you will." Yea shares and I believe she's right.

"Thank you both." I smile and rise to my feet as I look up and see Yeona. I feel lightness and a restored joy.

"Tae, I see you've met the Min's. My favorite couple." Yeona smiles wide. "They've been married for 40 years."

"Wow, that's amazing! But I'm not surprised." We all laugh.

Song takes his wife's hand and places a soft kiss to its back and looks at her with caring eyes as Yea giggles like a schoolgirl. Yeona and I return glances and breathe out a soft sigh.

I turn to Yeona and gently grasp her arm leading her further back for a private conversation.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" I raise my eyebrows and lower my voice as to convey concern.

"Tae, I'm fine. I'm used to passengers like Mr. Jeon. Thank goodness they're rare but I'm okay." She lowers her head and diverts her eyes and I can see she's wounded. I press my lips together tightly into a flat line. I just want to storm into the front compartment and slap the shit out of that asshole in seat 2B. How fuckin dare him degrade someone like that. I'm so enraged that it hurts.

"Yeona, that prick was disgusting and I'm angry at myself for not stepping in. I should have handled him at the time. I just thought you were going to tell him off and,-" Rapidly she shakes her head.

"What?" She says as her eyes expand. "Tae, this is a very good job and I need it. You know I'm a single parent raising a teenage daughter. She's starting college next year and this job allows me to send her to a good college. She's so smart. Did I tell she scored perfectly on all her exams? She has her choice of colleges." She tells me as her eyes become wet. "No Tae, I can't risk my job. I appreciate that you care but I'll be okay." I clench my hands into fist. Fuck that bastard in 2B.

I now see the Yeona I love. Proud, happy, and so full of love and compassion for others. Qualities that idiot, Jungkook has not one crumb of. She reaches over and embraces me.

"Okay, Yeona but I'll run interference. You know me, always fighting for others and there's something about him that really gets under my skin." Nervously Yeona laughs.

"What?" I question tilting my head to the side slightly.

"Tae, you're the only person I know that can stay calm in the middle of a maelstrom with everything coming apart around you. I laugh because that's not surprising." She chuckles and I smile knowing she's right. If there's something deeper going on with that crusty turd in seat 2B I'm not willing to look at it. Fuck, why do I hate him so much. I've heard and seen much worst.

"Tae, I know there's good in him," Yeona's lips curve up into a soft smile. "He has just lost his way. He deserves our compassion." I roll my eyes and Yeona shudders with laughter.

Our heads turn as Song starts coughing excessively. We go over to him.

"Mr. Min are you okay?" I ask.

"I'm fine," He rubs his right shoulder and I look at Yeona.

"Song you don't look good," Yea says with a notable wobble in her voice.

"Everyone, stop fussing over me, I'm fine. Settle down." He bites with irritation.

I look at Yeona and see concern in her eyes. We just started our flight, and this is not the time for illness.

"Are you in any pain Mr. Min? I can get you a few aspirin." Anxiously Yeona pulls at her bottom lip.

"No, I'm fine please don't fuss over me." Song complains.

"Yeona, he'll take two aspirins." Yea gives her husband a stern look as Yeona walks to the back of the plane.

I watch him closely yet respect his boundaries.

Yeona returns and gives Song the aspirins.

"Please leave me alone. I'm fine. Just excited talking about the new grandchild. That's all." I tip my head and tentatively smile and look to Yeona.

"Yeona, let me know right away if you need my help."

I return to my seat and see that my compartment partner is awake and working on his laptop. I slid back into my seat and he appears to not notice me. I put my earphones on and turn on my video. I really need to settle given my recent experience with the dick sitting next to me. I've been eager to see this movie since I saw the trailer months ago. It's a romantic comedy and I love romance and humor. I know happy endings are fantasy, but I still love them. Even better, it's a Christmas movie, my favorite time of the year.

I can't help but think about Yea's prediction as the movie loads. A someone special coming for me. She said it's a man, so she knows I'm gay. I know what I want and exactly what I don't want I think as I slightly look to my side at that salty mean bastard in seat 2B.

I adjust my seat back a bit to relax and release a calming breath and smile with joyful anticipation. The movie starts and the first scene is hilarious, and I laugh aloud as my neighbor turns and looks over to me. What's his problem? I ignore him. Another hilarious scene comes up and I slap my thigh as laughter springs from me - loudly.

Out of my peripheral vision I see the creepy weirdo next to me raise his barrier. He taps me on my shoulder and I roll my eyes and sigh in a huff. Pausing my movie I turn towards him swiftly with daggered eyes.

"What?" I bark, as he quickly pulls back startled by my response.

"Do you mind! I'm trying to work!" He spits rudely.

"So, work!" I shout furrowing my eyebrows.

"I'm trying but you're cackling like a wild hyena, and I can't!" He shouts back as I gasp.

"What the fuck did you call me, bitch!?" I hiss in a fit seeing red.

"A wild hyena! You do know what a hyena is right!?"

"Of course, I do idiot! Why don't you find another seat! I'm enjoying my movie!" I yell back.

"W-What? Y-You heard the attendant! There are no more seats available." He says with a bit of a whining voice.

I look past him and out the window. "Looks like the wing is available." I make a bold move and pull his barrier down, put in my earbuds and tap play on my movie.

I can just feel the heat rolling off him. He's quiet for like two seconds and then the barrier flies up.

"You're very rude!" He yells jabbing his finger in my face.

I yank out my earbuds. "Fuck you, asshole!" I roar.

"Oh, I knew what you were about as soon as I saw your blue head come out of that limo." He grits his teeth looking at me with pure disdain.

"What I was about? You, I'm certain, have no idea what I'm about." I roll my eyes and dismiss him with a wave of my hand similar to his dismissal of Yeona.

"Please," he scoffs. "You and Mr. Choi the owner of this airline. I get it. He's your boyfriend or your client more likely."

"What?" I say in a lower voice as I'm taken back by his stinging jab.

"Did you pay for that ticket on your knees? I'll give you this. You're hot." Disgustingly he licks his lips.

My jaw drops and I've never been so insulted before. And for the first time ever, I'm momentarily at a loss for words.

"Y-You're one rude son-of-a-bitch! And you can kiss the crack of ass!" I spit as my hands curl into fist so tightly I can feel my fingernails cut into my palms.

His face goes pale, his eyes expand and his jaw slacks.

I gather that he's not used to someone telling him what they really think of him. I know his type. Aggressive and rude. His weapons are his sharp tongue, intimidating scour, and upper-class position which he uses against others to cut them to shreds. He likely has never been in a verbal exchange because he quickly demolishes his opponent and game over. Well, this bitch has no idea who he's dealing with. I unlike Yeona I've nothing to lose and after his earlier behavior I'm so ready for a fight.

He turns back to me as I grit my teeth.

"I don't like you!" He says baring his teeth and laughter burst from.

"Bahahaha! Surely you know I don't give one fuck about what you think of me. Did you know that?" I have recovered from his insults and my claws are no longer retracted. Fuck him, his blue suit and his shitty attitude.

"Well, I'll have to withdraw my account from this airline as well as my business seeing they have substantially lowered their standards by allowing low class gutter scum such as yourself fly," He sneers as he eyes me from head to toe. He apparently has sized me up and pronounced judgement without having a decent conversation with me. I'm unfortunately all too familiar with this false analysis. He sees my blue hair, colorful clothing, custom jewelry, laid back attitude, and oh yes, my non perfect enunciation of the Korean language. Instead of thinking I might be an interesting person to get to know or converse with. I'm a whore that sucks dicks to earn my seat next to his ignorant ass.

I scoff and before I can respond Yeona taps me repeatedly on the shoulder. I whip my head around and her face distorts in terror.

"Tae, come quickly, I need your help. It's Mr. Min. I think he is having a heart attack."

I swallow, stand quickly, and grab my backpack out of the upper compartment with a forceful jerk and run towards the rear of the plane.