It felt odd sitting on one of the metal chairs that were arranged in rows close to the boarding gates. James was slouched in his seat in an odd way as he went through his phone. Kenneth was crouching forward, his feet tapping the concert ground as he hummed the lyrics of a song to himself. It seemed like the flight James was going to be on wasn't full based on the number of people that were waiting at the gate.
It had taken some begging and written permission for Kenneth to follow James past the luggage check-in point.
"Are you nervous?" Kenneth asked, making James look up from his phone so that he could stare at Kenneth. The redhead sat up straight before putting his phone away and humming as he thought to himself.
"Maybe," James said with a small smile that had a teasing yet sad demea
