Namjoon and yn

An old friend and the game

Yn was in the building's lift. She pressed the 7th floor , she smiled to herself so Si Hyuk hyungs style, showing off money , 7 stars so lucky no. 7

She got off. Then pressed the apartment bell with a sigh.

Only namjoon was in the apartment, others were still at the company, inner information revealed by jimin to her. Honestly she just wanted to stay in her car but she forgot her Ox cable at home, and had literally no snacks. On the top of that she was thirsty.

So here she was.

YN POV NOW!

There were shuffled feet sound, then a dumb hand opened the door. It was namjoon of course. ' oh..its u' 

' yup' , i slightly pushed him and made my way to the fridge. Behind me he said, ' sure come in,' then he shut the door. 

I went to the fridge and had a huge sip of water, then i turned around. thats when i saw her. A middle aged women was sitting on the couch,  honestly some amount of water spilled from my mouth. I knew her. 

' ohh meet my mom.' Namjoon said.

But the lady had the same expression as me, she was the fun lady i met at theSeobin Beach. 

Ignoring namjoon , she made her way to me, i kept the water on the counter near me. Then we hugged each other lightly.

Then after a awkward silence, she said ' I thought i would never see you again.'

I smiled, ' me too, man how could i have not given you my contact number.'

Then smiled a bit, Then we hugged again.

Behind us namjoon coughed.

I rolled my tongue, then i decided to ignore him, unni had the same idea. And yes i call her unni. 

She asked me , ' how u been?' ......we exchanged greetings. Then she thought better to include her son.    ' so you have met my son.'

' unn hnn somehow i have..... not be weird but i had a different picture.' 

She smiled and nugged my elbow, ' yeah ..i over exaggerate sometimes.'

We both laughed

Then Namjoon  said informally, ' yeh'

Honestly, she could say that because namjoon was wearing knee lenght shorts with a lance hanging longer than the shorts lenght, with cut sleeves and one sock. Yup only one ankle length short neon yellow sock , i doubt it if he even knew he was wearing it. And his hair....well lets just say it was a mess. Still looking alright. But her mother had painted a angel from heaven's photo in my brain. And namjoon looked like a angel who was banished and now lives a drunk broke life.

NAMJOON POV

Now i was freaking out now she knows umma?and they are making fun of my looks.like what? Then i took a quick glance  at me ,on the refrigerator door, look at that hair. I tried to style it down,they were standing up like pine tree needle. Well sorry if I don't look at the mirror when i am just meeting my mum, she's seen worse, but why is she here?

As i tried to settle down my hair , umma asked her, ' so hows your work coming up? When will i hear a good song?' 

She smiled, no it was not a forced one, it was a precious smile, the one that makes you forget all the fucked up things. She answered her in a sweet tone, the one we never use ' well its....coming along .' After a pause she added, ' honestly I haven't worked on it yet . But i guess i will someday.'  Then my  omma said , ' those lyrics really need to read aloud.'