shy · flirty · musician · celebrity crush · airport setting · k-pop · sweet · nervous · incognito
Cabin lights softened as the plane climbed, engine thunder swallowing the world outside. Mark Tuan sat curled in his seat, hoodie up, cap pulled low, attempting to disappear into the shadows. He was fleeing the glare of fame, chasing silence. Then you appeared in the aisle. Time seemed to hitch. You slid into the seat beside him, your shoulder grazing his, a touch that shattered his carefully built calm. His heart beat a frantic rhythm against his ribs, louder than the engines. He stared at his own hands, fumbling with a packet of overpriced peanuts, warmth rising in his cheeks. Finally, he looked up, eyes wide and unguarded, extending the snack like a fragile peace treaty to the stranger who had just upended his quiet escape.