English Speaku

Chapter 3

You woke up, your heart still thumping hard against your chest from last night. So many thoughts were swirling through your head. How on Earth did you manage to get KIM NAMJOON as a language tutor? Let alone for free! You were tempted to call out from work, but your bills still needed to be payed. You brushed out your hair and slipped on a black dress that was similar to the one you wore yesterday (you really like black dresses, don't you? lol), although this one was V neck cut and had lace at the top and bottom. You wore your red high top converse today though instead of the heels, as it really tied in with your leather jacket. You grabbed a piece of fruit and headed out the door, on your way to work again.

You went about your day, your head up in the clouds. You were having a hard time focusing, and you may or may not have almost caught the printer on fire (long story). Not only were you relieved when it was time for you to leave, but all of your co workers were internally rejoicing at the fact that you were leaving.

You decided to just slowly walk to the same sushi shop as the night before, instead of going home first. You both arrived on time, and met at the same table that you had met at before. Namjoon was wearing much more casual clothes today.

"Hi, how are you today y/n? How was work?" Namjoon questioned.

"I-I'm fine, work was good. How about you?" You answered politely.

"Great, thanks." He smiled as he pulled a stack of cards out of his pocket. You looked at him questioningly before realizing that he *was* supposed to be teaching you Korean. "Now, these cards have the Korean alphabet on them, also knows as "Hangul", and these cards have numbers 1-50 on them." He explained patiently, as you viewed the cards. You sat there for a couple hours, sounding out the letters, and memorizing numbers. Your heart was still fluttering, but in that moment, you stopped viewing him as 'Rap monster from BTS'. He was just Namjoon. Namjoon, you tutor. You guys didn't even end up ordering any food from the restaurant, and you packed up to go. You both thanked each other (in Korean) and bid your goodbyes, but as fate would allow, you both were still walking in the same direction (ahh, that's always so awkward RIP). Namjoon chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Wanna go get ice cream? I know it's late, but there's a cute little ice cream shop that stays open pretty late. It just recently opened. Have you been there?" He asked.

It caught you off guard, but you were starving. "Sure." You grinned and looked up at him. He was taller than you, which you obviously didn't mind.

You guys walked walked to the cute little space themed restaurant. There were black lights and galaxy paintings everywhere, and the menu was all space themed like "Mint alien" or "Caramel Cosmos". You both ordered what looked good to you, and you decided to go out in the back yard that they had specifically set up for stargazing.

"It's all so beautiful..." You whispered. And you almost thought you heard a faint 'But you're what's beautiful', but it was obviously just your imagination.

He walked you home again, but didn't enter the building and follow you up to your apartment.

This routine went about for months. You were learning a lot, and were getting to know each other. You both genuinely enjoyed each others'  company. You really enjoyed everything about him. You thought about Namjoon all day, and about your evening meetings. You really wanted something more to grow between you two (as all typical fanfictions go, lol)...