"Ugh, I hate flying," Jisoo groaned as they walked down the stairs of the private jet, arriving at one of Seoul's private hangars.
"Then you should've driven," Taeryn shot back, his gaze already locked on the car approaching them.
"You don't care about me, so shut up," Jisoo complained, dragging the words out.
Taeryn rolled his eyes while Rihan laughed softly.
The car pulled up. The driver stepped out, bowed to Taeryn and Rihan, then opened the door for them. They climbed in, Jisoo taking the front seat beside the driver.
Taeryn immediately curled against Rihan, resting his head in his lap and stretching his long legs barely across the seat. Rihan absentmindedly ruffled his hair while staring down at his phone.
Junho still hadn't replied to his texts or calls.
Which meant it was time to change tactics.
Rihan texted Eunwoo.
[Rihan: Hyung, do you have any pictures from Junho's and Hoseok's wedding? Or any pictures of Hoseok at all?]
