Moon Song | k.nj

Chapter 13

Namjoon parked his car in front of Haneul's apartment complex. He decided to call her and see if he could go up to her apartment. No answer. He pressed the buzzer. No answer. Finally, after much buzzing and calling, he pressed the button that called the landlord. Hopefully they were up. A tall young man came down the stairs. His name tag said Kim Seokjin. 

"You called me, sir?"

"Yes, Mr. Seokjin, I am Yeng Haneul's boyfriend, and she wanted me to come over at this time, but she doesn't appear to be awake. You see, we are going to be waiting for our results if we got jobs at a coffee shop. Do you think-- you could let me in?"

"I see. Are you sure you're her boyfriend? She said her boyfriend was Kim Namjoon."

"Ah, I'm Namjoon. Please, if you'd just let me in. She was expecting me."

"I'm sorry, but protocall-- can I see your ID?"

"Of course." Namjoon pulled out his driver license and a photo of him with Haneul. "See?"

"All right, sir, come with me. Sorry about that." Mr. Seokjin led him to the apartments and unlocked Haneul's door. "There you are!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Seokjin." 

"Of course. Lock the door when you're inside."

Namjoon nodded and entered her apartment. How strange it was to be at her house without her knowing. He knocked on her bedroom door. No answer. Feeling feisty, Namjoon warily entered and sat on the end of her bed. She was curled up in a ball with her fluffy blanket around her head like a hoodie. Laughing, he leaned over to tickle her foot that stuck out from the blanket. She winced and pulled it inside. 

"Babe, wake up!" he called softly.

"hmmm?"

"It's Namjoon." 

"Na-m-joo-- ?"

"Wake up!!" He finally shook her a little, but she still would not awaken. 

He then threw the blanket off her leg, revealing her bare legs that wore only short shorts. That did it. "Aigoo! What-- cold!--- Gidalyeo, who's there?" she raised her hand defensively. 

"It's me, Haneul. Would you get up already?" he was getting impatient. 

"Who is me?" 

"NAMJOON. IT'S NAMJOON!" he lost all patience. 

Her eyes snapped open. "Namjoon!! oh- um hi, why are you here? OH AIGOO I was supposed to be up! God, I'm sorry!" she stood up and tossed the blanket aside, regretting it when her tiny crop top and shorts were revealed. "Um, can you--"

"Here's a robe." Namjoon tossed the robe from the end of the bed. 

"Gidalyeo, how did you get in here? Did you call?"

"Only about fifteen times. The landlord was kind enough to let me in."

"I'm so sorry. How long have you waited?"

"An hour." he sighed. 

"HOLY SCHNITZEL!" she began to apologize, but Namjoon cut her off.

"It's okay. You're up now." 

"Why didn't you jump on me? That's how to wake me up."

"I-- that would be cruel, wouldn't it?" 

"Nah, I don't mind." 

Namjoon burst into laughter. I love this kid. "Let's go eat breakfast."

"I have cereals." she walked out of the room. 

"Okay." They ate and then waited for someone to call them about their job. Finally, the phone rang. 

"Yeoboseyo, this is Namjoon."

"Yeoboseyo. We have called to inform you that you and Miss Yeng Haneul have successfully received jobs at Café Saranghae. You start on Monday."

"Thank you! We will be there for sure. Annyeongheegaesaeyo!"

"Annyeongheegasaeyo, sir."

Namjoon hung up the phone. "It's official! We start Monday!"

Haneul squealed in delight and jumped on Namjoon in a hug. "Thank you, Joonie! Thank you!" 

"Calm down, Babe. Let's get ready. I'm taking us out for lunch." Namjoon smiled at her enthusiasm.

"Yay!" she rushed into her room and started sifting through outfits, throwing them on the floor. 

"Hey, I don't really have anything to wear... umm- I kind of am just wearing pyjamas under this coat."

"Who does that? Come here, I've got shirts." Haneul revealed a drawer full of men's shirts.

"Can you please explain why you have these?" 

"Why, to wear them, of course! I pull the look off quite well, as a matter of fact." She smiled and pulled one out. "Here."

"Wait, I'm picking it out. Go eat almonds or something, I'll have a surprise."

"But- what about..." Namjoon silenced her by shoving her out of the room 

He sifted through the drawer and eventually found matching shirts for them. "Okay, come back!" he called.

Haneul entered once again. "What--"

"Matching shirts! today is the day we tell everyone we're an official couple. I just don't have pants to wear." He took off his coat to fully reveal his stripy pyjamas. "I don't suppose you've got men's pants?"

"Ha. No way! We'll just have to go get some pants for you!"

They got ready, or Namjoon tried to, by changing his shirt, combing his hair, and covering the horrible outfit with a long coat and tall boots. Then they departed to a nearby consignment shop, picking out pants that matched Haneul's. Finally, Namjoon stopped sweating from the coat and revealed what he was wearing.

"Ah, we match perfectly!" Haneul declared, and slid her hand into Namjoon's. "Let's go eat lunch." 

AN:

Gidalyeo means wait.