The Photos // Kim Namjoon // BTS ALT x reader

Seoul - 1

Y/n POV

"Finally, I'm here." I mutter as I step out the airport terminal. 

I take in a breath of air, feeling rather relieved that I landed here safely. I reach into my sweats pocket and fish out my cell phone. I have to call my mom to let her know I landed so she won't worry. She made me promise her I would do it and I'm not the one for breaking promises.

"Hello." her soft voice sounds from the other line. "Hey mom, just letting you know I landed safely as I promised." I say into the phone. 

Walking out with my medium sized suitcase and duffel bag I search for a cab. 

"That's great, was your flight alright? Did you eat anything on the plane? Are you hungry?" 

I let out a small laugh at her concern, she's always been quite protective of me. "I'm fine mom, I couldn't really eat though I felt like that if I ate I was going to puke." It's not a lie, I'm absolutely terrified of flying. 

"Oh sweetie, you have to eat something." she says. "Yeah I know, and I will as soon as get settled in." I tell her, not wanting her to worry. "Alright, call me once you're settled in your place, and don't forget." 

"I won't forget mom, I promise." 

"I love you, be safe." 

"I love you too." With that the call ends and I thankfully spot an unoccupied cab. I make sure it's ok for me to get in as the driver hops out putting my suitcase into the trunk of the car. I thank him, keeping my duffel bag with me since it's got my camera and other important items inside, while climbing into the backseat.

I give him the address to the residence of the cheap goshiwon I'll be staying in. I found it online and although it doesn't look that appealing they were only charging 190,000 won a month. 

I came here to work as a photographer for my best friend Chaeryeong. She owns a fashion company called Lee Fashion. She asked me to be her new photographer since she had to fire her old one, something about him being a pervert. 

Anywho I took up the offer because I absolutely adore photography. I've been into it for years now. I was stoked once she offered me the job. 

I've done small gig before, like weddings and birthday parties nothing as major as this though. 

Chaeryeong too was excited once I accepted saying that she'll pay for the plane ticket and I can stay with her which I declined. She's already done enough for me by offering me such a job and giving me a chance to show off my work. I mean I'm definitely not as rich as her in fact in far from it but I just used the money in savings for the plane ticket and my moms going to help me rent out the goshiwon until I have enough money for my own place. 

As we pull up to the residence I can't help but scrunch my face at the run down looking building. Double checking the name to make sure it was right. Kim Residence. Yeah this is it I guess. 

Handing the driver the money, I thank him before getting out the car. I grab my suitcase out of the trunk and head up. The stairs are stained and I groan in disgust as I carefully take my suitcase up them. 

Making it towards the top of the stairs I oblige to the sign stating that you must remove your shoes before entering. Walking in I look around seeing no one behind the tiny glass window of the office. 

"Hello?" I call out. 

I check my phone to recall the landlord. Mrs. Kim. 

"Uh, Mrs. Kim?" I say deciding to walk a bit into the opening of the narrow hallway.