Your Past is My Future ✓

➻ Thirty-two

"Remember the questions?" Namjoon looked over his shoulder from the passenger seat as Jin drove.

"Yes, I believe so," I nodded.

"Namjoon will talk to him in English first," Jin stated.

It was the second day, one day before their concert. The other members were in rehearsal. Hoseok was not happy that Jin and Namjoon were the ones who'd be accompanying me today as they were still not satisfactory in the choreography. But the two were happy to get a break from their stern dance teacher.

Namjoon had wanted to talk to Evan in English to see if he knew how to speak English or not like he claimed. I sat fidgeting in the backseat.

"Do you see him?" Namjoon began to swivel his head around wildly as we approached my house, the museum.

"No because I'm driving," Jin flapped his hand at Namjoon. "Quit moving like that, Joon-ah, it's seriously distracting!"

"Jin, you are literally going five miles per hour! I can walk faster than that," Namjoon glared at Jin.

"Alright, geez," Jin muttered as he finally parked.

The three of us had decided to go once again to opening time of the house at early morning.

"Masks on," Jin announced with flourish.

"We're not going to war," Namjoon muttered as he obediently put on the mask.

"Should we give one to 'Natalie'?" Jin glanced back over at me. I tried not to react at his gaze on me.

"I think it'll be fine," I offered a small smile. "Like we said, better not spark too much suspicion right?"

"We still don't know what he looks like," Namjoon said, getting out of the car as I did.

"You said he had some Asian features?" Jin asked as he took out the keys and grabbed a small bag that held his phone, the keys, wallet, and a water bottle.

"Yes, well, not as Asian as you members but definitely heritage," I swallowed hard. "I don't think he was lying when he said his mother was from China."

He was heir to a company out East.

"Is that him?" Namjoon subtly nodded in the direction of a man leaning on the wall to my house.

My eyes flickered over and my heart jumped in my throat. "Y-yes," I replied.

"Shall we approach him or shall we let him approach us?"

"Let's go." I set my jaw and began to head to the museum.

"Hey, Ab- Natalie, look both ways before crossing the- oh never mind," Jin sighed as I hopped onto the other side of the street.

My eyes met Evan's briefly and he instantly straightened from the wall. "So you did decide to come back." His gaze darted over to where Namjoon and Jin were coming. "Oh my, how many bodyguards do you have?"

I couldn't help but almost laugh at the height of Namjoon and Jin, especially compared to Jimin and Yoongi yesterday. The two stood a solid few inches above Evan.

"Hi, Mister Greene," Namjoon said once he reached us, and I noticed a change in his voice and realized he was speaking English. "I'm Miss Natalie's chaperone for today."

"Pleasure to meet you, sir," Evan smiled kindly. "Do you plan to tour the museum today?"

The slight change in Evan's own voice showed he himself was indeed speaking English.