"Colette!"
We jumped right in and one by one hugged her, before taking our seats and fastening our seatbelts.
"Wait!" Joanne raised her voice. "What about Namjoon?!"
"Don't worry about him." Colette flicked her wrist. "He still has work." She smiled. "For now, let's go!" She exclaimed excitedly.
"Mr. Jeon will be picking up Miss Fiona later this evening." Mr. Nam informed us. We nodded our heads in response with smirks on our faces.
The midafternoon heat of the sun spread on the van window, the light shone through, and I almost fell asleep during the ride. It had only been a month since we were in the city of our dreams, but it felt longer than it actually was.
Riding through the busy streets from Incheon to Seoul felt different this time around. A sudden feeling of indescribable excitement. Not only were we invited to one of the most talked about weddings of the year, but we were meeting the Bulletproof Boy Scouts again, and I get to help with the newlyweds new home.
Crossing a few bridges, taking in the sites of the sky rises, the Han river, and observing the busy streetgoers at every stop, it felt like the very first trip to Seoul. Eyes pinned out the car windows, plans made along the way, streetfood and shopping streets. We wanted to see everything, try everything, go everywhere. We will soon, but for now, all the attention should be on the celebration of a union of two longtime lovers.
Almost an hour later, Mr. Nam drove into a driveway hidden behind an artificial waterfall. The door of the van was opened and we stepped out slowly.
"Welcome to The Celest, ladies!"
The greeting came from a man who walked out of the tall glass door entrance.
"Junghee!"
We rushed towards him and surrounded him in a group hug.
"Yes, I missed you too." He patted our heads and ruffled our hair. Excpet for Colette, she was helping Mr. Nam with our bags.
"Wait until you guys see your rooms!" She said as she approached us after giving a bellhop instructions.
"You've seen them?" Jane asked.
"No, she hasn't. She's only seen hers and has already made it home." Junghee joked. "Anyway, let me lead you girls up. You have been checked in by yours truly, and your bags will just be screened before taken up later."
Junghee shot Mr. Nam a smile and a quick nod of the head, before Mr. Nam hopped in the driver's seat and drove out of the driveway.
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FanfictionA simple interior designer reminisces moments from the past when a famous company in South Korea requests aid for a creative design project. Taking her through an experience that will forever change her life after encountering familiar figures from...