namjoon wasn't gonna lie, but as he pressed the button and waved to a few of his friends who had decided to see him off, he felt as if he was leaving his whole world behind.
all the memories that he had made there were now disappearing into thin air. it was not a bit satisfying.
the tall dimpled boy stepped out the elevator once it reached the grown floor. he headed over to the front desk to hand in his lanyard till he was due to come back again.
"it's going to be sad to see you go," the receptionist said, sighing sadly as she put namjoons lanyard to one of the many drawers used for storing said things.
namjoon shrugged, giving one last glance at his lanyard before looking up at the receptionist, "i'll be back soon, i hope,"
"don't come back too soon though," she smiled at the younger, "you need to earn a living,"
"i guess so," namjoon checked his watch, "i've got to get going now,"
the receptionist gave the younger a quick hug, "watch yourself namjoon,"
"i will!"
"hey! listen to me. as your younger cousin, i don't want you getting hurt. be careful. don't get shot," she warned pulling back from the hug.
"i won't get hurt," namjoon whined, "i've really got to go now,". namjoon started to walk away, his two suitcases being pulled after him.
jisoo, namjoons cousin and receptionist's name, yelled through the lobby, "listen to me namjoon-oppa! if you get hurt, it's going to be my ass that's getting beat. and you know who by? your mother!"
"don't worry, jisoo! i will be fine!" namjoon shouted back as he walked out he building.
the taller didn't hear anything after that. he figured that his cousin had got told to shut up by someone in the company or just decided to let him go.
namjoon went out the double doors hesitantly, looking left and right as he left the building since he didn't want to hit anyone.
the ceo, jungkook, told him to go to the pickup area of the building, which was around the corner and looked something like where you would call a taxi but, obviously, it wasn't.
he waited on one of the benches and played on his phone.
at around 11:50, namjoon startled out of his thoughts by someone tapping him on his shoulder, "are you mr. kim? kim namjoon?"
"oh yes i am!" namjoon jumped up and bowed, "are you here to pick me up?"
the man smiled at namjoon's politeness, looking him up and down, "yeah, sorry for the wait,"
"oh, it's no bother," namjoon said bringing his suitcases to the car and putting them in the boot.
"shall we get going then?" the person asked, only then did namjoon realise that the mystery man had silver hair, obviously dyed since the man was only around 25, "it'll be a long ride,"
"okay!" namjoon complied walking around to the other side of the car as the mystery man got in the drivers seat.
namjoon and the person who had picked him up got into the car, namjoon in the back seat and the other in the drivers.
"you could of sat up here at the front," the man said, his high pitched hyena laugh echoing though the car.
namjoon's face lit up on fire, he wasn't sure if he should of or not, the mystery man could of thought it was disrespectful, "oh!"
"don't be embarrassed!" the man laughed, "it doesn't matter that much, namjoon,"
"sorry, i realised that i never asked for your name,"
the mystery man looked a little shocked when namjoon asked this, like he thought the other would of already knew him, "um! my name is seokjin or jin for short. full name: kim seokjin, nice to meet you,"
"like wise!" namjoon bowed again this time sitting down instead of standing up like he was when he first met jin, "should i call you hyung or?"
jin shrugged, it seemed like something like honourifics didn't bother him that much, "well i'm 26,"
"oh! your my hyung then, sorry hyung," namjoon apologised once again bowing.
jin chuckled as he turned a corner, slightly unbalancing the younger since it was a sharp turn, "stop apologising!"
"sorr- okay hyung!" namjoon smiled.
"would you like some music on?" jin asked, his hand moving to the screen on the car, typing in some song name on the screen.
namjoon shrugged, he wasn't bothered. so jin put some songs on. he thought it was a male by the voice, but then again it could of also been a girl with a deep voice. namjoon could tell the person on the radio wasn't that good at singing right anyway, the person needed some practice but when they started rapping, namjoon was blown away.
"woah, who's this? their rapping is amazing!" namjoon asked, the younger could see jin smile a knowing smile in the front of the car. namjoon scratched his head, 'what was he smiling about?' he thought.
"this is someone at my company-"
namjoon gasped, shouting the following sentence right after, "WAIT YOUR COMPANY?!"
"yeah," jin laughed in satisfaction, "my company is jinhit, i'm THE kim seokjin,"
namjoon felt like the biggest idiot, "i'm so sorry for not recognising you. it must of been the hair, ive never seen a ceo with dyed silver hair before!"
"everyone always blames it on the hair," jin sighed, "i guess it is unusual to see a ceo with dyed hair though,"
"yeah, i thought you'd be more professional but your really laid back for a ceo," namjoon said.
"i'm not sure if that's a compliment," jin chuckled as he concentrated on the road, "but i'll take it as one,"
they had been driving in the car for over 20 minutes now. even though it didn't feel like it, time flied as the two chatted in the car.
"you can't say anything anyway, jungkook is extremely laid back," jin continued as they drove down the highway.
namjoon made a surprised noise, "you know jungkook?"
"yeah. he's one of my closest friends, don't tell him i said that though! he'll make fun of me," jin smiled as he looked at namjoon in the mirror on the roof of the car.
"jungkook is really laid back i've got to admit," the younger laughed looking back at jin through the mirror.
jin looked away from namjoon to focus on the road, "hes very young too, i think his father should of let him live a little before making him manage a company,"
"that's true," namjoon sighed sadly. everyone in the company knew that jungkook was stressed and tried so the members tried to get on without bothering him.
the company were a whole family, it made him sad that he was leaving, even if it was only temporary.
"don't be sad!" the elder said once he was namjoon's face, "you'll be back soon. i know how everyone in that company acts like a huge family,"
namjoon just smiled, not knowing how to react.
"anyway, let's not get depressing because we're here now," jin said, driving into the underground car park. namjoon didn't even get to take a look at the building. he figured since they had an underground car park, something that they didn't have in the JPBA (jeon private bodyguard agency), the company building must be pretty grand.
"namjoon?" jin asked. the latter was knocked out of this thoughts when he realised jin was waiting for him outside the car. the door next to namjoon was open and someone was waiting for them.
the younger climbed out of the car to be met with someone who he could presume was jungkook's secretary.
"sir," the secretary gulped before continuing, "there's been commotion between marc and
jiem,"
pronunciation for marc: mar-C/marsee, sometimes called mark by close friends.
pronunciation for jiem: ji-em (like gem), sometimes called jm (jae-em). if you get the jm (nct) reference ily.
"secretary jeon, i told you to stop using their stage names. are they really at each other's throats again?"
secretary jeon apologised and nodded, "they've been arguing for the past hour sir!"
"i'll go sort it out, thanks for letting me know, heejin," jin smiled greatfully, "will you get namjoon to his room and make sure he has everything me needs?"
miss heejin nodded and jin ran off to the lift, disappearing from namjoon's line sight soon later.
"sorry, your name is jeon heejin right?" heejin nodded, "i hope you don't mind me asking but are you related to jeon jungkook?"
"yeah! he's my cousin," she smiled at namjoon, grabbing his suitcases out to boot, "let's get you up to your room shall we?"
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