(Back to your POV)
You look down at your dress, the night wind messing your hair through the open window. This was a momento. A proof that you had been with these boys, hugged them and shared a brief moment of love with Namjoon. This dress would find a special place back home. Tears roll down your cheeks without your consent. Your Cinderella moment had come to an end.
You're back to work, the presentation is well received and appreciated. RM had taken care of all the articles and tweets before your colleagues could find out.
Soon it was your last day in the country. You were to fly out midnight and your team who you could call friends now had come to see you off. Aera and Jeon were now your Korean best friends.
Thank you for all the love, Korea. Love you more!
Back in India, you are welcomed by your boss and Viraj with a proud smile.
"What magic happened there? Mr.Song couldn't stop talking about your presentation. You did great with the trainings as well. Good job representing us Y/n. Good things coming your way." Was your boss hinting at a promotion?
Viraj and you had a lot to catch up on. "So how was your date with Joonie?" he asked. You panicked. How did he get to know? This was supposed to be a secret. He sees your expression. "Madam I meant the concert. Why do you look so troubled?", he laughed.
"Oh concert! Yes it was surreal and indescribable. You wouldn't get it anyway Viraj", you tease him.
In Seoul
You had been on Namjoon's mind all this while. He kept telling himself it was just an infatuation, and he would forget you soon. But it had already been 3 weeks and he just couldn't stop thinking about you. Others had spoken about you for a week and it slowly faded except for some mentions here and there.
He didn't want to share with anyone and look like an idiot. He wondered if you thought about him just as much.
He dialled your Korean number from the information form. It was switched off. He could have easily tracked your Indian number but he thought it would be too much.
Out of impulse, he called his secretary. "I have shared a number with you. Can you keep a track on it and notify me as soon as it becomes available? I don't know how long it might take but just keep an eye till I ask you to stop."
Ah! This should do for now. She's anyway not coming back one day I'll forget her. He thinks to himself as he dresses to go cycling.
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Manifesting A Dream - A Namjoon FF
FanficY/n's love for BTS manifests itself through series of fateful coincidences until she ends up in Namjoon's arms in a concert. What happens next? Story every Indian army can connect and relate to. You're in for a cute roller coaster ride of emotions.
