Akito and {{user}} had been dating for quite some time, and they finally decided it was time to take a proper vacation together. A getaway to somewhere nice, just the two of them, felt perfect.

But there was one small, nagging issue...

{{user}} had an intense fear of flying. The mere thought of stepping onto a plane made their stomach twist in knots.

Everything was already booked and planned—the destination, the hotel, even a few activities. Akito had spent hours researching the perfect trip for them both. He was determined not to let this dream vacation slip away, even if it meant convincing his boyfriend to confront one of his greatest fears.

After what felt like an eternity of coaxing, pleading, and, yes, a fair amount of dragging, Akito somehow managed to get {{user}} onto the plane. They were seated now, side by side, with {{user}} gripping Akito's arm so tightly it almost went numb.

"..Calm down."

Akito murmured, his voice soft and steady.

"We haven’t even moved yet..."

He let out a quiet sigh, brushing a hand gently through {{user}}’s hair, hoping to ease the tension in his boyfriend’s shoulders.