BTS Imagines

Namjoon - Arrival

Namjoon

I placed the lunch box into a paper bag, hoping it would still be warm by the time she received it. "Kim Jiwon! Are you ready?" I shouted from the kitchen.

The 6 year old girl came running down the stairs, "Yes appa!" she said excitedly, interlocking her small little hand with mine. I smiled at her and ruffled her natural chocolate brown hair.

"Come on, let's see who can put on shoes first!" I challenged. She giggled as she put on her shoes as quickly as she could while I deliberately wore mine slowly.

"I'm the first yay!" she cheered, standing up on her feet with her fist punched into the air.

"Okay okay, Kim Jiwon is the winner alright?" I said, smiling at her proudly. I was proud of her, she was finally old enough to put on her shoes by herself, she had grown so quickly. I can't imagine how beautiful she would be when she grow up.

"Appa! You forgot the banner!!" Jiwon reminded me when I was about to drive off.

"Oh my god, yes the banner! Thank you princess!" I thanked her as I kissed her cheek. Fortunately, my whole night effort for the banner wouldn't go down the drain. "Seatbelts?" I asked her as I turned back from the driver seat. "Buckled!" she answered. I grinned at her like a fool before buckling mine and started driving towards the airport, looking forward to the surprise and of course, to see my wife.

I stood at the arrival entrance with Jiwon in my arms and anticipated for her arrival. "Appa, when is omma coming?" Jiwon rubbed her eyes as she asked.

"Soon, princess." I told her, pecking her forehead. "Do you want to take a nappy first?" I asked her, realising it's her nap time when I checked the time.

"No, Jiwon wants to wait for omma." she answered me.

"Omma will be so happy to see you, hang on for a little while more, okay?" I smiled, soothing her.

After about 10 minutes later, a familiar figure walked out of the entrance. "Omma!" Jiwon shouted immediately.

"Oh? Jiwon-ah!!" Eunmi called, running towards us. Once Jiwon was out of my arms, she ran towards Eunmi with laughters along the way. "Omma miss you so much, I love you so much Jiwonnie." She sang as she gave Jiwon a bear hug.

They pulled away and only then, Eunmi noticed the banner I've been holding. Tears welled up in her eyes even though there were only just that 3 words and pictures we took together as a family pasted on the banner. I stood infront of her and embrace her tightly with Jiwon in between us. I let the familiar velvety scent which I missed so much engulfed me as I snuggled in between her neck and shoulder.

"I love you, you don't know how much I have missed you. I couldn't even sleep at night." Eunmi complained, sniffling a few times.

I chuckled and smoothened her hair, "Alright alright, I will hug you to sleep tonight, don't blame me for suffocating you." I joked as we pulled away. I wiped her tears with my thumbs and smiled at her lovingly.

Eunmi mirrored my smiled and shifted her attention to Jiwon. "Are you hungry?" she asked.

Jiwon shook her head, "Appa sushi is in my tummy already." she said cutely while rubbing her tummy.

Eunmi chuckled at her answer, "Sushi?" and she stared at me, raising her eyebrows.

I blushed, "Erm yeah I made some but they are quite ugly. I avoided her eyes as I rubbed the back of my neck.

"I want to try them too!" she exclaimed. And I understood why - it was my first time cooking huh?

"Ah~" I fed her the ugly homemade sushi. She chewed slowly as her eyebrows met, frowning. "What's wrong? Is it that bad?" I asked worriedly as I took out a napkin for her. Eunmi swallowed it and stared at me. "What?" I questioned.

"I was kidding! That's really nice, when did you learn how to cook so well huh?" she exclaimed, popping another sushi into her mouth. I let out a deep breath that I was holding in without myself knowing.

"Woman, how are yo-" I got interrupted when a sushi was being pushed into my mouth. She chuckled with her eyes turning into a slit as she stuck out her tongue playfully.

I smirked, making a mental note to myself, I will get my revenge tonight.

-THE END-