Warning: swears, my headcanons, my humor, my (bad) grammar, mostly unedited
TW:

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Traveling is lots of fun. And once you get the hang of it, it's pretty chill too.

The best part is all the different things you get to see.

The worst part is getting to all of them.

If you're around only for a limited amount of time and want to visit all the different attractions or sightseeing locations you gotta move quickly.

Most the time, you also have to walk every. single. day. With minimal breaks in between.

Group traveling is both the best and the worst, cause you get to share the experience with the people you care about, or because they can take some (if not most) of the responsibilities that come with the process. But then everyone might have their own idea of what they wanna see. The amount of walking triples. And when you're already on the move, you gotta bear through the pain, suck it up and follow the group.

You gotta walk, even though your feet burn.

You knew what you were getting into when you announced to the teacher you wanted to go on this trip, this wouldn't be your first, you were no newbie to traveling far away from home.

You were a newbie however to following this busy of a schedule.

Even when you traveled with the bigger part of your immediate family you didn't have this many attractions to go to. You always arranged either a day off or scattered everything so that you had 50/50 of the day to chill and go sightseeing or whatever.

By day four, everyone, including you, was ex-haust-ed. So many of the students complained loudly to the teachers, but they were all brushed off.

How much stamina did these adults have!? How were they not in pain!?

Aliens, I tell y'all.

Aliens were real and your teachers were the living proof of them.

And also one of your classmates from Maths – Zane, the guy was perfectly fine.

Fucking UFO owner.

Even his hair was unnatural, how the shit did he managed to keep it up at all times? Even Kai had hair emergencies at times, but Zane? NONE.

So unfair...

"Hey," Out of nowhere, a familiar blondie came in your view, smiling widely at you with eyes shining in glee.

You immediately smiled back, the pain not so bad all of the sudden. "Hey"

"How are you holding up?"

"Barely" You admitted, laughing bitterly. Just a little more... The hotel was just around the next, like, thirty-five corners.

Lloyd chuckled. "Yeah. I'd take two additional PEs over this everyday"

You deadpan at him. "You're insane"

"It'd be better!" He argued.

It's official, your best friend's insane. Walking was alright bad enough, but three hours of intense work out???? Who was he, fucking Hulk!?

"Fuckin' aliens..." You muttered under your breath, turning away from him and looking ahead to not trip in your state. Your legs were going numb—

Lloyd burst out laughing, quickly covering his mouth to try and quiet down as people immediately started glaring at him. "Wh-here did t-that come from??" He asked, in between his laughter.

You crossed your arms, huffing in annoyance. "I'm surrounded by aliens. Take Zane for example–" The blond snort, trying to prevent another wave of laughter. "He's not tired at all! And I'm pretty fucking sure he didn't even drink today! And I'm certain he didn't go to the bathroom since we arrived here. And, I mean, look at the hair!"

Lloyd cleared his throat, taking on a serious expression. "Okay, I admit, it's an acquired taste"

"No it's not! It's weird!!"

He gave you a look. "You're talking to someone who unironically had a bowl cut when they were a kid"

You rolled your eyes. "Every kid in the 90s, or something, had a bowl cut"

"This wasn't in the 90s—"

"NEEHH, point invalid. You're an alien. And so is Zane" You turned to face him with a smug grin, "Nice try, Greenie, but I'll never fall for your space tricks"

He let out an amused noise, his expression turning to a more mischievous one. "Oh really?"

You squinted your eyes. "Really"

He sighed theatrically, "I guess you leave me no choice then"

You titled your head. "What that's s'ppos—?" Before you could even finish, you got picked up bridal style. You felt your heart jump. Lloyd started jogging past your group, laughing while you screamed at him, "What are you doing!?"

"I think it's called... kidnapping!"

"Lloyd, put me down!"

"Hmm... Nope!" He grinned down at you, you glared back.

"This ain't funny!"

He laughed again. "Most kidnappings aren't? Point invalid"

"Lloyd."

"[Name]"

"Put me down, you're going to trip and we'll both get hurt!"

"But you're light as a feather"

You blushed in embarrassment. "N-no I'm not!"

"To me you are"

...Fucking UFO owner.

"Aren't you tired?" You tried a bit differently, since he was too fucking stubborn to listen.

He adjusted his hold on you, finally slowing down to regular speed. "Aren't you?"

You glared. "Lloyd"

"[Name]"

"Stop copying me!!" He started laughing again. "Lloyd, I'm serious, put me down"

"I'll be fine"

You gave him a dead serious look. "I'm not letting you get exhausted because of me"

Lloyd immediately matched your energy. "I'm not letting you be in pain on my watch"

You raised a brow. "Bruh."

"What're you gonna do anyway?" He rolled his eyes. "I'm already holding you, and I have no intention of letting go until we're back"

"We're getting looks..."

"Doesn't matter"

"... I'll report you to the UFO supervisor"

He stopped, looking down at you with furrowed brows, a small smile still tugging his lips upwards. "You don't know the captain of my spaceship"

You crossed your arms. "I'll ask Zane"

"How can you be sure Zane and I are from the same ship?"

"The awful haircuts"

"Damn..." You snort. Lloyd grinned. Shit. "You're enjoying yourself~"

"NO. Put me down this instant!" Lloyd laughed, continuing onward. "Nooo!! Stop!"

He did not stop.

Maybe he really was Hulk...

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Wrote this in the airport, our flight got delayed slightly 😅

I was rlly bored, and my feet were killing me ToT