The Republic of ARMY

18. Meet Again

"Na-Na-Namjoon?"

"We meet again," he said while smiling. "How are you... Miss. Raina?"

How... How did you know my name? Kim Namjoon?

"Sorry," he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Dr. Ban gave me a card with your contact information."

Oh, that made sense now. Even then, I couldn't get over how it felt to have a guy I had the biggest crush on in the same industry I sort of left and came back to.

Not that he'd know who I was, right?

"I like watching your videos on YouTube. They're so creative."

I literally had a Jungshook moment. Me? Creative? With graphics? Was he serious? Me? Creative?

I heard him laughing gently beside me before he texted my phone. "This is my number. Text me whenever you need a friend to talk to. Also, I think what you're doing for the Hala'ib is really cool! Can't believe I met such an amazing person."

I blushed so much, I was seconds away from becoming an infrared lamp.

"Thank you Namjoon."

"Maybe I can find a way to help you? Donations...?"

"I-in the form of trees? Y-yes."

"Great! I'll be reading up on that before sending my donation. Don't be surprised if it is a huge one."

"Mother Nature will thank you for your efforts."

"I'd like that. Be in touch. Don't be a stranger, okay?" He smiled and winked before exiting the elevator. I was left there staring after him in shock. I leaned back against the wall, my eyes wide from the surprise of meeting Kim Namjoon in the hotel I was staying at.

"Is this so random? Or is this fated?" I asked and looked down at my phone, seeing two new messages from him.

From Unknown Number
Hey Raina, it is Kim Namjoon

From Unknown Number
Make sure you get off the lift :)

"Wait... I forgot to get off the lift!" I yelled before pressing for the doors to open again.

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Everything felt surreal.

Almost like how it felt when Dr. Li gave me the Bir Tawil project.

I couldn't get the smile out of my mind. He looked happy to see me. Which made me realize that he must have seen me on the day I was out with Dr. Ban.

"Dr. Ban knew that was Kim Namjoon?!"

I smacked my head into my pillow, my party mood temporarily forgotten. The music was now on pause, and all I could do was lie there and think.

"Why do I have tingles?" I asked myself. Butterflies moved in my belly, making me think that maybe I should have had something heavier for supper.

I felt it would be better to go on Twitter and check out the updates there. My followers were cooing about  the upcoming weekend, with many promising how they would party in the desert near LA.

I laughed as I scrolled through the messages and updates.

This was good. It was taking away my anxiety. It lasted only for a few minutes, because a new update came up in my timeline from BTS with the hashtag #RM.

@BTS_Twt
Euphoric #RM

He was holding onto a cup of coffee in the picture. Was the beverage that good? Where was that place? I scanned the interior, looking for tell-tale signs that could sell it out.

Wasn't that the coffee place I got my coffee at?!

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I tried to stay out of RM's radar the next day.

I really did try.

To the best of my abilities.

However, it wasn't meant to be. Clearly, the universe had it all planned out. I crept out of my room while dragging my bag quietly, and barely got past the next door before the door drew open and a familiar dimpled face was in my line of sight.

"Hey neighbour!"

I took a look at him and fled, dragging my suitcase behind me, jumped into the closest lift and pressed for the lift. Namjoon laughed as he followed me, his eyes seeming to vanish into small crescents.

"Are you running away from me?"

"Umm, I am just in a hurry."

"Oh, then let's catch a ride downstairs together."

I blushed as I tried to ignore him. Namjoon smiled knowingly and I almost swooned at his dimples. 'Calm down Raina. He should not know you're very happy to run into him.'

"So... Do you ever have time to date?" He asked me.

"No, not really. What about you?"

"No, not really," he smiled as his eyes twinkled, "but now that we both have some time on our hands, why not try grab a coffee or something?"

My heart almost burst out of my chest with those words. I stole a look at him and noticed his ears were getting darker in shade. So I wasn't the only flustered one? How could he act like he was cool about this?

"Are you blushing?"

"Me? No, I never blush," he said with a whisper while looking away. His dimples flashed and I fought to contain my swooning. It really was illegal to look that good.