Suga Scenario: Mile High Pt. 1
Y/N: Your vacation was amazing, you hadn’t seen Lela since graduation. Before she flew off to Korea to teach and ‘find a potential bae’, her words not yours. The whole vacation was Lela showing you around, taking you to her favourite spots and assaulting you with all things Korean. She was always the more obsessed one, you liked some songs and actors but weren’t as into everything as her. Still, you throughly enjoyed your time, not wanting it to leave. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end so Lela was tearfully accompanying you to the airport. After numerous goodbyes and promises to call you head towards security.
It was business as usual, taking off your shoes and sweater while lazily moving up the line. Putting your belongings into trays you hear a loud laugh from the other line. It sounded exactly like someone cleaning a window, Looking over you see a group of 7 guys, 4 of them seemed to be dead tired while the other 3 seemed to have all the energy in the world. Absentmindedly you smile at the scene, reminded of all the good times you’ve had over this visit.
Suga: An International concert; this idea couldn’t leave Suga’s mind as his manager drove the group to the airport. It had been Suga’s dream to preform in a foreign country ever since he started doing music and now the time had finally come. Suga got out of the car and wrapped his scarf loosely around his neck, preparing to get through a crowd of fans. Of course he loved them, but he did have a plane to catch.
After fighting their way through the crowd, the group finally made it to security. Suga, Jimin, Rap Monster and J-Hope tiredly made their way through the line, but V and Jungkook insisted on bothering them while Jin looked on. Taking turns, each boy pulled Jimin’s light grey touque halfway off his head, prompting him to fixed it annoyed before it was quickly pulled up again. This amused Jin, causing him to breaking into his signature high-pitched laugh. Slightly annoyed, Suga decides to find something else besides these idiots to look at. That’s when he spotted a girl in the other line. He took in her whole form, ending on her face beaming with a smile; enthralled by her beauty. That is, until he noticed what she was looking at; V pulling Jimin’s hat for the 7th time. Disappointed, Suga continued through security trying not to dwell on it.
Y/N: You quickly make your way to the waiting area, not wanting to miss your flight. You collapse into a chair, finally realizing how exhausted you really were. Not looking up from your phone, you notice someone sit across from you, shortly followed by a group. A bunch of them loudly drop their bags and leave the waiting area. After a few minutes you feel as though you are being watched. Looking up, you scan the group sitting in front of you. Your eyes stop on one particular boy. Vaguely, you remember him sitting down first directly opposite you. He was pretty cute, buried in his scarf with chestnut hair poking out; he seemed to be asleep. You continued to stare when one of his eyes creeped open, staring right at you. Shocked and blushing, he quickly closed his eye again tightly, shifting around in his seat.
You begin to board the plane, filing in searching for your seat. Lucking out with a window seat you put away your bags and settle in for a long flight. Since it would be a bit of time before the plane actually took off, you stared off out the window and called Lela to pass the time. You tell her everything that has happened sine you two parted, namely the cute chestnut haired boy. “You should find him!” She exclaimed on the other line, chuckling she continued, “Maybe you two could join the Mile High Club.” “Mile High Club?” you repeat puzzled as someone sheepishly sat beside you. “Basically, you just have sex in an airplane washroom” Lela responds frankly. “Wow, that would be awesome” you responded automatically, in the moment of the conversation. Shifting in your seat, you glance at the person sitting next to you. To your surprise, delight and embarrassment, it was the cute chestnut haired boy. Smiling, you tell Lela you have to go and quickly hang up. However, that was all you could do, Lela had taught you a few words but you were far from knowing Korean. Lucky for you, he started with a gummy smile and a sweet “Hello.”
Suga: After a long security check point the boys make their way to the waiting area. Looking around for seats, Suga finds the perfect spot; right across from the cute girl he saw in the line. Quickly, he claimed the seat directly in front of her, stealing glances while the others dropped their things loudly. Going off to explore, only Suga, Rap Monster and J-Hope were left in peace. Pretending to sleep, Suga would often open his eyes to take in the figure in front of him. She was absorbed in her phone so it was easy to stare. However, when she looked up he had to act fast. “Pretend to be asleep” he thought. After a few minutes he decided to peek, opening one eye, he saw the girl stared back at him. Flustered and embarrassed he quickly closed his eyes and settled in for a real nap.
Finally getting to board the plane, Suga looked around more to find the girl rather than his seat. Since the group had an odd number of members someone had to sit alone, cursing when he lost the game, he silently thanked the universe as he now had the tiny potential to sit next to her. Arriving at his seat his heart skipped a beat “It’s her” he whispered to himself. She hadn’t noticed him; instead she stared out the window and spoke on the phone so Suga quietly took his seat. It was hard to ignore the conversation happening beside him, “Mile High Club?” “That would be awesome!” These words stuck in Suga’s mind, “I should ask Namjoon about that” he thought to himself. Then the unthinkable happened; she turned to Suga, smiled and hung up the phone. Time seemed to stop as she beamed at him. Suga couldn’t help but smile too as a “Hello,” escaped his mouth.
Y/N: Although clumsily, the two of you held a decent conversation. You told him all about you and why you were in Korea to begin with. From him you learned his name was Min Yoongi but his stage name was Suga, he was part of a K-pop group called Bangtan Boys, the rest of his members; the boys you saw him with before, were sitting a few aisles ahead in the middle row. That they were off to perform a concert in your home city and how excited he was. Not understanding why, every word that came out his mouth captivated you. You didn’t want to miss a breath; although he made no sense at times, threw cheesy lines at you that you weren’t sure were a result of nerves or a sad attempt to flirt, you couldn’t stop listening. Finally he paused and took a breath, nervously he asked “You like hip-hop?” Slightly laughing at the question, “Yes, I like it a lot!…Yoogini” she replied, struggling with his name. “Call me Suga,” he smiled back as he dug through his bag. He pulled out earphones and a music player. Handing you an earphone, “Listen,” he insisted. After putting it in your ear, music begins to play, looking down you make out the title of the song: Nevermind by Bangtan Boys. He looks at you expectantly, the other earphone in his ear. You smile when the lyrics begin, swaying to the music. He looks at you and whispers “Me,” as he taps his chest. You can’t help thing about how cute he was, then you hear the words “I don’t give a shit, I don’t give a fuck,” in clear English in the song. A wide grin creeps onto your face, it may not look like it but you had a thing for swearing. Turning to Suga you assured him “I love it!”
Smiling that beautiful gummy smile, he tried to explain the concept to you, seeming to curse himself in Korean when you were confused by his broken English at times. After the song ended, the next song began: Run by Bangtan Boys. As the songs went on the two of you became closer, in your friendship and your seats. He had pulled up his group’s entire discography for you to listen to, keeping an eye on you to gauge your reaction to each on tapping you when his parts came up. So focused on the music you are startled when a weight suddenly fell on your shoulder, it was Suga. Probably tired from his day, you allow his to get comfortable against you as you do the same. Leaning your head against his chestnut hair, you drift off into sleep as his music playing in your ear.
Suga: “Why did I open my mouth!” Suga thought nervously, thinking the girl would probably outright reject him. Instead she began a conversation. Suga tried to get as much out of her as he could, wanting to know every detail about the goddess he had discovered. Her name, Y/N, was the most beautiful name he had heard, loving the way it and every other word sounded coming out of her mouth. He finally had to hold his end of the conversation however, Suga introduced himself and Bangtan Boys fine, but when it came to everything else he nervously struggled to find the words. Instead resorting to random pick up lines that he remembered V and Jimin laughing at. Fortunately, Y/N seemed to be entertained too, looking as Suga as if he was the only person in the world. With some new found confidence, Suga worked up the courage to ask her “You like hip-hop?” It came out more nervous than intended, but Y/N still replied sweetly. “Yes, I like it a lot!…Yoogini” she replied, cutely mispronouncing his name.“Call me Suga,” he smiled back, almost to overwhelmed by how adorable she was. Excitedly, Suga rifled through his bag, looking for his music player. He anxiously found the song he wanted to show her; Nevermind, his solo from their latest album. “Listen,” Suga said handing her one side of the earphones. Putting the other side in his ear wanting to know the exact part she was listening to. To his delight she began to smile and move with the music. Looking up at her with puppy eyes, Suga whispers “Me,” as he taps his chest. Butterflies were fervently fluttering around in his stomach, the usually indifferent Suga felt like he had taken on a whole new personality with Y/N. Then he was brought back to reality when he remember the next lyrics, “I don’t give a shit, I don’t give a fuck.” ‘How is she gonna react to my English, to my swearing! I messed up!’ But as he looked at her she had a huge grin. “I love it!” she exclaimed.
Suga couldn’t hold back anymore, he plastered a large gummy smile across his face. He rushed to tried and explain the album to her, struggling to find the exact words he wanted. “I’m so dumb, why did I not learn more English. I can’t mess up with her, what if I never see her again.” he spouted quickly in Korean after Y/N could grasp what he was saying. Suga decided it might he best to just let her listen to the lyrics, slowly becoming comfortable he only interrupted her to point out his parts. He felt right at home with her, before he knew it his eyelids became heavy. Eventually he slumped over onto Y/N’s shoulder and subconsciously nuzzled into her, drifting from one dream into another.
