The Pilot || MinJoon

Chapter 21

"Ladies and gentlemen, We've already started our descent procedure into Incheon airport," Namjoon announced.  "It is 7pm right now. We wish you a pleasant stay in Korea and we hope to see you again very soon. On behalf of all our crew, thank you for choosing Air Korea as your airline this evening."

Switching off the mic, Namjoon heaved a sigh of relief, happy to be flying in Korean airspace. In the past, coming home always made him feel a little lonely-- being somewhere else was exhilarating, and exploring new places always gave him a new thrill.

But now that he had someone waiting for him to come back home, he could hardly wait to get his feet on the ground again. 

Namjoon and Jin focused on landing the plane, determined to get off the aircraft as soon as possible. Both of them loved their job, but to be honest, after spending 12 hours on a non-stop flight, they were more than fucking ready to call it a day. 

"Jesus, I can't  wait to get home," Jin muttered while tiredly scrubbing a hand down his face. Once they've turned off the engine, the two immediately slung their overnight bags over their shoulders and headed out of the aircraft. 

"Got any plans this weekend?" Jin asked as they walked through the crowded airport.

"Uhh, yeah," said Namjoon. "Got plans with Jimin."

"Ah yes, the boyfriend," Jin teased. "So, everything good so far?"

Namjoon nodded, and the beginnings of a smile bloomed on his face. "Everything's better than good hyung," Namjoon said, his dimples deepening as his smile got wider, thoughts centered on his gorgeous boyfriend. 

"I can't believe you did that photobooth boyfriend proposal thing!" Jin guffawed. "Cat literally melted when I told her about it. Where'd you learn about that move tho? Pinterest?"

"Oh, shut up hyung," Namjoon exclaimed, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment. 

The two continued to bicker and playfight as they walked, and Namjoon was about to whack his best friend on the shoulder, but then all thoughts went out of his head the moment he saw the pretty boy who was waiting for him outside the airport. 

On the curb just steps away from the exit stood Jimin, dressed in a soft white sweater and tight black jeans, his silver hair brushed to a soft sheen. The CEO was leaning against his Lamborghini, his thumbs hooked inside the pockets of his jeans. Catching a glimpse of Namjoon, Jimin's eyes instantly lit up and he flashed the pilot a big smile. 

Resisting the urge to break into a run, Namjoon quickly made his way to his boyfriend and wrapped his arms around him.

"You're here," Namjoon whispered, kissing him on the cheek. Holding Jimin close to him, the pilot breathed in the younger's scent, a combination of freshly picked clementine, with hints of green tea and honey, and right away he felt his weariness drain away. 

"Couldn't wait to see you," Jimin softly answered while gazing at Namjoon's face. "Is it ok that I came to pick you up?"

"Course it is, baby," Namjoon murmured, pressing a kiss on the tip of his boyfriend's nose. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too," Jimin said. "I know it's only been four days since our date, but still-"

"I know baby," Namjoon replied, rubbing a thumb across Jimin's cheekbone. "I feel the same way."

"Yah, Namjoon-ah!" Jin called, startling Namjoon. "Where are your manners? Is that how hyung raised you? Stop making gooey eyes at your boyfriend and introduce me."