Two months flew by in a whirlwind of group activities—releasing a new album, shooting music videos, endless rehearsals, and planning international tours. Amidst the chaos, Namjoon's resolve to find a soulmate and pave the way for his brothers remained steadfast. May arrived with its gentle embrace of spring in Korea, but before the world tour scheduled for June, Namjoon had a conference in Singapore to attend.
The mid-May heat of Singapore bid him farewell as he boarded the flight back home. Namjoon settled in for the six-hour journey after his conference. Namjoon adjusted his neck pillow, trying to settle in for the long flight from Singapore to Korea. He and his manager occupied two of the three seats . As he looked around, he noticed a tall, slender woman with an olive skin tone and a round face sitting in the row in front of him. She wore light blue skinny jeans paired with a White T-shirt.
Moments later, a woman with a baby took the seat next to her. The baby was fussy, crying loudly, and the mother seemed uncomfortable in the middle seat. The woman in the White T-shirt, showing a kind smile, offered her seat to the mother and took the middle seat herself. Namjoon watched this small act of kindness with interest.
As the flight took off, the woman in the white T-shirt, now squeezed in the middle seat, opened her laptop and started working. Namjoon could see her screen illuminating her face, casting a gentle glow. Not long after, the baby began to cry again. The woman quickly realized her laptop's brightness might be bothering the baby. She scanned the cabin, looking for an empty seat.
Understanding her dilemma, Namjoon gently tapped on her shoulder. "Excuse me, would you like to take the seat next to me? It's free," he offered with a kind smile.
She looked at him, a bit hesitant. "Oh, I wouldn't want to disturb you," she replied.
"Really, it's no problem at all. Please, be comfortable," he encouraged.
With a grateful nod, she gathered her things and moved to the seat next to him. "Thank you so much," she said as she settled in. Extending her hand, she introduced herself, "I'm Maanya."
Namjoon shook her hand. "Nice to meet you, Maanya. I'm Namjoon."
She looked at him more closely and her eyes widened in realization. "Oh! You're RM, right? Sorry, Mr. Kim Nam Joon, I didn't mean to invade your privacy."
He chuckled softly, "It's perfectly fine. You didn't invade anything." And please, just call me Nam Joon.
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The Wings of Harmony
FanfictionIn "The Wings of Harmony," Kim Namjoon, the thoughtful leader of BTS, stands at a crossroads in his personal life. As he and his BTS family return to their group activities post-military service, Namjoon grapples with the challenge of balancing pers...
