Kitten ( Namjoon x BTS) (Currently editing)

2- The move

[Namjoons POV]
The flight from London to Seoul had been very uncomfortable for the first half as a man next to me kept rubbing his hand over my thigh. However, that was in the past now as it was the second half of the flight and we were almost in Seoul and I had asked to move seats and was now sitting next to a lovely elderly woman who kept feeding me mints. The air attendant started making sure everyone was sitting down, ready for landing and suddenly I was glad for the lady's mints when my ears didn't pop, as the airplane went down.

I quickly grabbed my bag, before getting of the plane and going through security so I could get my two suitcases. I struggled with them as I walked as they were so big, with most of my clothes and shoes in them.
A man must have noticed that I was struggling because he made his way over to me.
"Hello I'm Yugyeom" he said , bowing politely to me. I bowed back. "Hello, my name is Namjoon" I said, not realizing I had a thick accent as it had been years since I spoke Korean. He smiled at me, " you look younger than me, when were you born?" He asked. "Oh, I'm 19, I was born in 2000" I said smiling at him, remembering how blunt Koreans were, as I tried to find my phone in and my bag. "I was born in 1997, so I'm definitely your hyung" he chuckled. I nodded at him.
"Anyway, I came over to ask if you needed help carrying your bags , they seem heavy" he said, his eyes directing to my huge suitcases. "Oh would you please just help me bring them to a taxi outside" I asked and he chuckled. "Of course" he said and he picked both of them up as if they were light as feathers. We walked in silence until we got outside and to a taxi.
"Are you staying in Seoul for a long time" he asked. "If things go well, hopefully forever " I said , smiling at him. "Well I better go now , thank you for helping me, maybe I'll see you around" I said , before bowing at him and getting in the taxi.
"Nord Avenue please" I said. The taxi driver nodded and pulled off, while I waved goodbye to Yugyeom.

It was about an hour drive from the airport , and I spent most of it gaping out the window. The city was so beautiful, and it had been at least 12 years since I was last here. Eventually we made it to huge double gates, and the driver stopped. I paid him before getting out , once again struggling with my two huge suitcases. I walked up the gate where a huge speaker thing was. I stood there looking at it , did I have to speak?
"Name" I heard a robotic voice say.
"Em Kim Namjoon" I replied and the gates swung open. "Wow, that's cool" I thought, as I walked in.
My apartment was apartment number 13, and it was a penthouse. There were roughly 40 apartments in this area. Two men in black bucket hats and masks walked past me, bowing as I nodded and smiled gently at them. Eventually I made it to the building , walking in and pressing in the code I had been given earlier this week. I walked into the elevator with my suitcases , fumbling around trying to find my key without dropping my phone. I fixed my black cap and sunglasses , before walking out and to the front door. I struggled with the key but finally managed to open it and typical me, when I opened it , I smiled , dragging my suitcases in before I tripped over myself , landing on my hands and knees. "Ouch " I said , pouting and sniffing at the pain.

"Well damn he's on his hands and knees already" I heard a voice say. Gasping at the voice, I looked up to see a boy smiling. He had brown curly hair and brown eyes and was very handsome in a plain black hoody.