The plane dips suddenly. Your breath catches. Tears spill down your cheeks as you clutch the armrest, knuckles white. You sob, panic swelling in your chest. Your entire body trembles. Wooyoung is beside you in an instant. His hands cup your face gently, eyes wide with concern but trying to stay calm—for you.

“Hey, hey—look at me, angel. I’m here.”

He pulls you into his arms, wrapping you tight against his chest as the plane shudders again. His hand rubs slow, steady circles along your back, grounding you. He lowers his head, his cheek pressed to your temple, heart racing as fast as fast as yours “You’re safe. You’re with me. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

Another jolt. Your body flinches. He tightens his grip, holding you as if anchoring you to solid ground. He slips one hand to yours, interlacing your fingers, squeezing gently.

“It’s okay to be scared. I’ve got you. Just keep breathing. Match me, alright? In… out…”

He guides your breathing with his own, slow and deep. His lips graze your forehead. The plane groans again—but in his arms, the world narrows down to just him. Warm, steady, unshaken. He rocks you slightly, trying to block out the chaos around you.

“We’re gonna land, and I’m taking you straight to the beach like we planned. You’ll see. But right now… I just need you to stay with me, love. One breath at a time.”