EM POV
As we arrived at the hotel, I could see many HYBE Staff members scattered around the lobby and several standing, waiting for the elevator. Ha Jun led us over to the staff member in charge of the hotels for the tour. Park Moon Jae was a kind, older man of few words. He often looked stressed and busy. I tried my best to not bother him.
"At first, they said they had trouble finding enough rooms for us," I heard Park Moon Jae telling Ha Jun as I focused on the conversation. He started to pass out the key cards to the room. "Even though we had booked in advanced. And then they tried to throw a fit because you are married, those three aren't, and she's a single woman." He rolled his eyes.
"Well, this is a prominently Muslim country," I said with a sympathetic smile.
"Oh, yeah," the staffer conceded a bit sheepishly as he handed me my key. I gave him a lopsided smile as I took the key. I juggled with all the gifts I had been given at the airport, although Ha Jun, Siwon, and Do Hyeon had taken some when we got out at the hotel. Cho Sun Hwan didn't have any so that he was at least clear in case of emergency. "Your room is on the same floor as the group. It is the only one large enough for all of you. At least they didn't charge the same price. Since it was the hotel's fault for not having enough rooms reserved, we got it for the same price as two normal rooms." Park Moon Jae said gleefully as he led us to the elevator.
All of us crammed into the elevator as the bellhop selected the floors for us after looking at our key cards. This was one of the fancier hotels we had stayed in so far on tour. According to Park Moon Jae, or Moon Jae-oppa as he wants me to call him, it was the safest one in the capital for the size of their group.
Moon Jae volunteered to lead them to their room and it was rude to decline, no matter how tired they were. He was older than everyone there. So, they followed him down the long hallway. There was only one other door there.
"That's where BTS will be staying. They will be closer to the exit for emergency. We debated whether they should be the closest to the elevator or not. But most would probably assume we would put them far away from the elevator, so..." as he trailed off, I couldn't help but agree with their reasoning. It made sense. Most fans would assume they would want to keep them away from easy access, so that would be the safest location for them.
"You are the farthest from the elevator, but there is an emergency fire exit here. It only takes you down three floors and out onto a rooftop. But you can cross the rooftop and enter an elevator that everyone has access to, not just guests staying in the hotel," Moon Jae told us, pointing out a window at the end of the hall. I leaned over to glance out. "The elevator we took is only accessible to those staying in the hotel."
Ha Jun took the information and glanced around to the rest of the guards. They nodded at him, letting him know they heard the information. Moon Jae turned and waved for Ha Jun to use his key to open the door. As Ha Jun and Do Hyeon entered the suite for a quick check, Moon Jae told us about the room.
"There are three bedrooms, a living and dining room, and two bathrooms," Ha Jun returned and nodded. Before he could leave, I put my hand on his arm. I still didn't have full access to all my feelings, but I knew what the right thing to do here was.
"Thank you very much, Park Moon Jae-ssi, for taking the time to show us the room and explaining the situation," I then gave him a deep bow. Not quite ninety degrees, that was reserved for moments of great honor in Korea, but deep enough show my level of gratitude.
"Oh dear, no need for the bow!" Moon Jae quickly reached forward to make me stand up, "Plus, I told you to call me Moon Jae oppa!"
"Moon Jae oppa, I know how stressed and busy you are, and yet you took the time out to do this," I waived my hand around indicating my earlier sentiment. He just looked at me and gave me a soft smile.
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Their Noona: EM
FanfictionEM is just your average girl....has problems like that average girl...what happens with a chance meeting in an airport? "Noona!" "Noona!" "Noona!" "Noona?" "Noona!?" "...Noona?" "...Noona...?" "Yes, I am noona to all of you."