my castle's crumbling... | park ji-sung x male reader

twelve

26/10/2023, thursday, 11.30am

m/n waited at the private arrival gates for nct dream. he glanced at the display board for the umpteenth time again.

"seoul flight 347, icn to dca. status: arrived." he murmured under his breath. for some reason, he felt even more nervous as usual. despite having met the dream members before and even dating one of them, meeting them on an official event carried so much importance that they had to make sure it seemed like it was their first time meeting, just so no one would get suspicious, and this stress sparked slight panic in m/n.

after what seemed like eternity, nct dream finally passed through the private gates as m/n fought to withhold his happiness and not jump into jisung's arms. he waved at the group to get their attention, and they started walking towards him, along with their staff members.

a middle-aged lady approached him, introducing herself as the manager of nct dream. politely bowing to her, m/n introduced himself as usa's president's chief of staff, and that he was there to escort them to their hotel. knowing of the plan since it had been discussed prior to them meeting, the manager agreed, and let m/n lead them out of the airport where 3 multi-purpose vehicles (mpv) were waiting for them.

the dream members and the manager were sat in the first car, where m/n would be driving them, the remaining staff members being in the other 2 vehicles where the hired chauffeurs would escort them.

in 10 short minutes, they had finally reached the entrance of the grand hyatt washington hotel, valet awaiting their arrival. when m/n stepped out of the vehicle, the driver (not from the hotel) approached him.

"just this vehicle please. just drive it back to the white house and park it wherever the security tells you to." m/n informed politely, handing the keys to the prim and proper man dressed in a formal outfit.

"you can go together with the other drivers," he motioned to the 2 mpvs behind, where the staff were still exiting the car with their equipment. "thank you." he said, before throwing a formal smile at the manager and the dreamies.

"should we get the keys first?" he directed the question at the manager, who agreed. he glanced at the dream members, repeating what he said to them in korean.

"oh!" the manager exclaimed in surprise. "you speak korean?" she asked in korean, m/n nodding his head. humbly, he replied, "just a little."

"should we?" he asked, motioning at the entrance. the manager nodded, motioning for him to lead the way.

m/n walked past the grand entrance of the luxury hotel, and was greeted with the grandeur lobby.
brightly lit by spectacular lights hanging from the ceilings and its bright walls, it elicited a warmth of welcome and luxury, with a majestic fountain which brought a satisfying pattern of pattering sound at a volume which just seemed to be so soothing and calming.

he approached the counter with the manager keeping pace with him while the dreamies followed behind them. the receptionist, as trained, welcomed them to the hotel, before addressing m/n.

"good morning, mr m/n. we have the rooms ready." she informed politely, with her customer service facade. "thank you," m/n replied, glancing at her name tag. "susan. could i have the room cards?" he asked. "of course sir." she said, turning around to the desks behind her as she retrieved the room cards.

"of the 9 rooms you booked, 4 are on level 12, with the grand club access 24/7. the remaining 5 are on level 6." she informed, placing the 9 cards on the counter. "thank you susan," m/n thanked, sliding a black card onto the counter. "you may charge every purchase from these 9 rooms to this corporate card." he informed susan, who then retrieved the card, thanking him.