Dearest Namjoon,

V. Airport

June 16th, 2019

Evie's plane arrived at Hong Kong half and hour earlier than expected. She called Namjoon; he said he was on his way and that he will arrive in about 30 minutes.

With about 25 minutes to spare, she thought she should venture through the airport.

She first went to McDonald's to eat. She thought she wasn't hungry but she easily finished a meal combo in 10 minutes. Next, she went to the souvenir store and picked up some keychains and fridge magnets. Then went through the bookstores, one by one, checking out new releases.

"Excuse me—miss!" She turned around to see who had tapped on her shoulder, "You dropped this..."
Her eyes followed his gaze which landed on his hands. It was her hair tie; it must've fallen off from her jeans pocket.
This is the problem of women's clothing.

"Thank you." She nodded slightly as she picked it from his hands.

"Do you know me? You look oddly familiar but I can't remember."

"I don't think so, sorry." She noticed his lips, they looked really plump and full. 

"Then, have a nice day!" He smiled and walked away.

"Where have I seen him?" She mumbled as she sanitised her hair tie and proceeded to enter another store. 

"His lips were beautiful and his shoulders were really broad." She thought. "Just my type!"

*5 minutes later*

"I'm here. Where are you?"

"I'm near exit 4. Where are you?"

"I just entered though exit 4. Raise your hand." He huffed

"Okay." She raised her hand but slowly retracted as she found him. "You see me?"

"No—Wait, are you wearing a white t shirt?"

"No, stupid. I'm right behind you."

"What?—"

"Hi!"

°°°°

"What are you doing here anyway?" Namjoon asked breaking the silence as start to he drive, keeping his eyes fixed on the road.

"For work then, a wedding."

"Wedding? This Friday?"

"Yeah. You know them?"

"The groom and I became friends when we were staying at the Embassy. Want me to pick you up again?"

Namjoon kinda regret what he said. I mean, why would she want to go together with her ex-husband. Imagine all the questions they would be bombarded with. Almost everyone they know in Hong Kong know their past.

"It's okay. It's not far from the hotel I am staying at."

He sighed, mentally.

"You haven't told me where you're staying yet."

"Wait...let me check the name again. Was is Olympia...?"

"The Olympian, is it?" He corrected

"Yeah. How far is it?"

"Without traffic jam, we'll reach in about 25 minutes, I think."

"Sorry for the hassle. I couldn't get rid of this stupid fear."

"It's okay, really. It's hard to get rid of trauma. Wasn't it you and your brother that time?"

"Yeah."

"Sleep if you want to. I drive pretty safely now, no need to worry."

She scoffed, "At least we won't die. Then, I gonna doze off for a bit."

"Okay."