Swan || Seokjin x Reader

💫・삼 || Three・💫

*BAM BAM BAM!*

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Y/N)'s (e/c) eyes shot wide open as her body subconsciously heaved forward so that she was now sitting up straight on the comfortable bed below her.

She woke up faster than a cat in iced water!

Without hesitation (Y/N) threw the warm bed sheets off of her body and quickly tousled her legs to the side of the bed frame before jumping out of bed completely. She tripped over herself a bit in the process and her head spun from dizziness and heavy drowsiness that she never got the chance to properly or fully get rid of; but she somehow successfully made it to the tiny bedroom's wooden door within only a couple of seconds and swung it open.

When the wooden door was opened, (Y/N) was immediately greeted by what looked liked to be a staff member of the ship. He took in the full view of the tired young woman before reconnecting with her (e/c) eyes and offering a crooked smile. "Good morning ma'am," He greeted. "I apologize for disturbing you, but I was instructed to go around every room to make sure all passengers were off. You seem to be the only one I've found on so far."

"Off..?" She mumbled as her confused gaze shifted to the ground. "Oh! Are we in Japan?"

"Yes," The staff member simply informed. "I see you must have slept through the intercom announcements, oh dear.."

"Ah..I was just so exhausted! I'm so sorry mister, I'll be on my way now." (Y/N) stepped back a bit into the bedroom, ready to shut the wooden door again. But just as (Y/N) set her hand against the back of the door, the man spoke up once again.

"Wait, can I get your name, miss?" He quickly asked. "A man in a military official uniform is on the port asking for a Soo (Y/N)."

A military official? It must be Jang NamHo. (Y/N) didn't have idea of who else it could possibly be if it wasn't Mister Jang. "That is me," (Y/N) informed softly. "I'm..that is me, let me just grab my things and I will be out shortly."

"Okay," He nodded. "Meet me by the exit point and I'll escort you safely off this ship."

"Thank you."

(Y/N) smiled at the kind man before she nodded and swiftly closed the bedroom door. She didn't really need to gather anything that belonged to her other than her small booklet she carried around in her briefcase. (Y/N) liked writing whether it be a made up story, her troubled thoughts, her activities for the day, anything. She loved writing especially when she was traveling to foreign countries; describing what she saw, heard and of course experienced.

The slim handles of (Y/N)'s briefcase were clenched tightly into her right hand as she stood from the edge of the bed and reached for the doorknob.

(Y/N) eventually met up with the man, and he escorted her safely to off the ship.

She saw two individuals standing by the dock, an older man and a woman around her age. She recognized the two individuals immediately, especially with the tanned skinned woman flashing a bright grin while quickly waving at her as she watched (Y/N) approach.

The young woman's name was Tala Balisi, she was one of (Y/N)'s good friends despite Tala being a couple years older than her. Tala was originally from the Philippines, (Y/N) didn't have a clue as to why or how she ended up here, but she's grateful nonetheless to have her around. Tala was like the older sister (Y/N) never had.

Tala's straight jet black hair was tied back into a tight low bun. Her almond brown eyes had no makeup around them over than the black mascara on her short lashes. A dash of pink blush settled against her tanned skin and near her red velvet lips. Tala's fitted dress was littered with a dainty print of cherry blossom pink floral cascading throughout the dark silhouette from the woven fabric, fully lined for the subtle frolics. The sultry surplice neckline dropped into a banded waist and her graceful skirt that fell slightly over her bare kneecaps was pleated for a bit of flare.