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I just wanted you guys to see the first one. I'm making a separate tag list for this one from the others. So, let me know if you want to be tagged for this one and I will put you on the list. This one is a bit longer than what I wanted to stick to. For this fanfiction, I'm going to try and keep it from 1000 to 1500 words.
Namjoon x Reader x Jackson
Word Count: 2039
I boarded the plane after taking my medication and tried to find my seat without distributing anyone that was boarding already. I was going on a well-deserved vacation after I have just graduated from my University. I was nineteen and I never had any kind of adventure, so I was going to make one. I decided that it was time to go to Korea for the first time. I have been wanting to go ever since high school, when I fell in love with my first Kpop group. Ever since then, I’ve fallen so deep into Kpop, no one can get me out of it. It’s all I listen to practically. Of course, I never thought I would be going to Korea, for real. My heart fluttered as I sat down in my seat next to the window and buckled my seat belt. I was nervous getting on the plane, how was I going to go through with my adventure if I couldn’t get on the plane without panicking.
I took a couple deep breaths, trying to calm down before we lifted off. “First time on a plane?” A guy that had taken the seat one away from me. He was definitely Asian, but I could tell exactly what because he wore a black mask and a black cap concealing most of his face and all I could see was his striking eyes. “Is it that obvious?” I asked giving a weary smile. He chuckles which was like music to my ears. He seemed so familiar, but I couldn’t put my finger on why. “Maybe, just a little,” he replied sarcastically. I giggled. “You have a cute laugh.” “Thank you,” I couldn’t help, but to blush. I could see his smile through his mask. “So, where are you from?” I asked curiously. “Well, I was born in Hong Kong, China, but I live in Korea now,” he replied smiling and then asked. “You from America?” “No, I’m from Mars,” I answered with a laugh. “Yes, I’m from Texas.”
“So, why are you going to Korea of all places?” He asked seeming to be a bit curious. “Well, I just recently turned nineteen and never had an adventure. Now that I’m out of college I thought I would take one…Plus I’ve been wanting to go to Korea for a while now.” “Sounds like fun…Maybe I can help you with your adventure sometime?” I blushed. “That would be great. Oh, how rude of me I forgot to tell you my name. I’m (Y/n), by the way…” I said putting my hand out to him. He hesitated for a second and then took my hand to shake it. “I’m Jack.” “Very nice to meet you, Jack,” I replied with a smile. No one sat in between us so he moved over and we talked the entire plane ride to Korea. We laughed and made jokes, mostly about ourselves, we talked about our lives and so much more. I was thankful because he distracted me from my anxiety that had built up because I had to be on this plane.
During our conversation on of the flight attendants asked if we wanted anything. First, she asked him in Korean and the me in English. He replied to her in Korean, so I did the same. “No, thank you. I’m alright…” The flight attendant smiled and nodded before leaving. I looked back at Jack and he was looking at me steadily. “Is there something on my face?” I asked in Korean. “No, You’re just full of surprises…” We continued to talk until we landed. As everyone started to head off the plane I said “Thank you,” to him. He scrunched his eye brows. “For what?” “For helping me keep my nerves down… I don’t think I would have made the flight without your help…” “Well, you’re welcome…I guess this is goodbye?” He asked looking a bit somber. I pulled out a piece of paper and scratched my number on it quickly. I held it out to him with a smile. “If you’re free and you want to hang out, call me…” I then slip by him, grabbing my stuff. I walked down the aisle a bit and found myself smiling like an idiot. When I said, I was going to take an adventure, I mean, I wasn’t going to back down from any…
A few hours later I was in my hotel room and I flopped on the bed. I could already feel the jet lag setting in. I took my phone out, turned it on and I saw a message from an unknown phone number. ‘Hey, It’s jack…’ It read. ‘Hey, Jack I’m (Y/n)!’ I replied.
‘Lol, I was wondering if would like to come with me somewhere, tomorrow?’
I felt a stupid smile go across my face. ‘Sure, where are you taking me?’
‘It’s a surprise…’
‘That sounds suspicious.’
‘I promise I’m not going to do anything to you, lol. Meet me at this address…’ he sends me to an address to an apartment complex along with his texts.
He then sent ‘We can take a cab from there…’
‘Okay, see you tomorrow. I’m going to take some time to unpack.” I texted him hinting that I need to go. “Okay. Well, text me if you’re bored… or something…” he texted back. I slowly got up and began to unpack my things in the hotel room. I was going to be here for a while and I didn’t know how long ‘a while’ is going to be. I decided to keep everything organized so that it would be less stress on me later if I needed to pack in a hurry.
After unloading my things, I flopped down on the bed again feeling a bit more relaxed that I was a bit more settled in. I slowly let my eyes drift closed and I fell asleep. I awoke with my stomach growling in protest of its emptiness. I sat up and checked my phone for the time and It was only ten in the morning here, but five in the afternoon back at home. I was really starting to crave my mom’s home cooking when my phone goes off. I picked it up and Jack had sent a message saying. “You know, there’s this great place I know that severs a lot of good traditional Korean foods… If you’d like I can give you the address…” I squinted my eyes at his wording. It seemed like he was avoiding something, plus I was a bit weird he had texted the same time my stomach was giving me a heads up that I needed to eat.
“Could you hear my stomach all the way from where you’re at?” I asked jokingly. “Lol. No, I just know Americans usually eat around five and it’s around that time now…” “lol, the address would be great, but…It would be better if I had someone to go with…” there was no response for a few minutes, just like in the plane. It was like he was hesitating on whether it was a good idea or not. A text finally popped up and It read “Do you mind if I bring the surprise that I was going to show you tomorrow, along with me?” I paused. “Lol, sure, why not?” I responded. “Okay, cool. Can I pick you up?” “Yeah,” I gave him the address of the hotel after replying. “Okay, be there in about thirty minutes…” I practically squealed with joy and began to get ready.
I slipped into a loose t-shirt and a pair of faded, ripped skinny jeans. I found my black, high top converse somehow. I touched up my make-up and started to play on my phone a bit, waiting for him to come. I went through my social media pages and found an article of GOT7 as I was flipping through. I opened up the link and there was a picture of Jack on the front cover at the airport. He had his mask on and everything. I sighed, “I knew he looked familiar, but why would he keep this from me?”
Suddenly, the phone by the bed side goes off. I answered and the receptionist told me there was someone at the front waiting for me. I grabbed my small clutch that had my essentials in it before leaving the room to go meet Jack at the front desk. I grabbed a ride on the elevator and pressed the lobby button. Of course, I was close to the top floor, so the elevator had stopped a couple of time before I got to the lobby. One of the stops a couple people got in and a few floors down the stepped off. The next stop, someone familiar got on, being my shy self I kept from having eye contact as he got on. He scooted himself behind me to stay out of the way. A few seconds later, I felt a tap on my shoulder, so I turned to see the man standing behind me.
“I think you dropped this…” Namjoon handed me my ID. “Oh, thank you.” I took my ID from him and looked at my clutch and saw that it was half way open. “Thank you, so much. I don’t know what I would have done if I lost it…” He smiled “It’s no problem… I do it all the time.” The elevator finally got to the lobby with a ding. “This is my stop. Again, thank you so much.” I smiled and turned around. “Miss?” Namjoon had called out as we both exited the elevator. I turned to him again. He had a hesitant look on his face before he spoke. “It was very nice to meet you,” A smile grew on his face and he waved goodbye to me before turning the other direction and leaving.
“(Y/n),” a familiar voice said behind me, scaring me. I turned to see Jack standing behind me. “You scared me,” I said holding my chest. He laughed and put an arm out for me. I smiled and grabbed a hold as he leads us to the car.
After my meeting at the hotel, I decided to leave and go get something to eat. I got on the elevator and saw a beautiful girl sanding there. She seemed to try to stay to herself, so I tried not to bother her and slid in the back of the elevator. I looked at my messages and saw I had gotten one from Jackson. I looked at the message and it ask “lunch?” It was like he read my mind. “Yeah, where?” he told me one of our favorite spots because we could get good food and we can sit somewhere private. Which was great because fan wouldn’t bother us and we could catch up with each other. “Alright, see you there.”
As I was sending the next text I saw something fall out of the girls’ clutch. I picked it up and tapped on her shoulder. God, she was beautiful. I tried to not sound nervous when I started to speak. “I…I think you dropped this.” I handed her the ID that I picked up. She took it from my hand “Oh, Thank you.” I couldn’t help, but to look at her lips. ‘Wait, what was she saying? Focus!’ “…what I would have done if I lost it...” I smiled like an idiot “It’s no problem… I do it all the time.” ‘Quit babbling you fool!’ I screamed at myself inside my head. Finally, after making a fool of myself, the elevator dinged and both got off at the lobby. ‘Stop looking at her face blankly and listen to her. “…Thank you so much.” ‘Oh, she’s turning around! Stop her and get her number…’ “Miss!” I call out to her and she turned around and I freaked. “It was very nice to meet you...” ‘You’re an idiot,’ I told myself as I walked out.
I know I should have told her a fake name, but o was going to fix that during lunch. I hope I don’t scare her to badly when I take off my mask…
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