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Jung Hoseok

airline steward

BT airline

He is a smart person, good at talking, smiles easily, and has a good heart.

Kim Namjoon

Actuary He is a relatively straightforward, good-natured person.

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Hello! Let's meet again in the Mon Hope couple, dear ARMY. In fact, this plot has been put in storage since last year. But I just got married because I just passed the entrance exam committee's noose. Haha. This plot came when we were traveling to Hokkaido. So we turned it into a fic, haha.

Personally, I like Khun Hope's beautiful, cool, cool look. So many beautiful things to choose from. So the character came out like this... we'll see in the story. Anyway, I'll leave this fic in everyone's arms. Thank you for coming to read. Love.

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Namjoon’spart

I…Kim Namjoon sat down on the train chair.

JR

Connecting from the airport to the city, stretch out your arms to relieve the strain of dragging large suitcases. Because the train had not yet come out, there was not much interesting scenery outside the window. So I turned to look around the train instead and caught my eye on a figure. A thin young man in a black knit shirt and matching slacks.

With a long brown coat and shoes

Vans

In short, it wasn't his clothes that caught my attention, but his prettier-than-manly face. Aside from that beauty, the familiar feeling was another thing that couldn't take my eyes off him. Luckily, he had headphones plugged in, so he didn't notice that I was looking at him. He walked past me and sat down in a chair. back of hair Where have you seen it?

Not long after, a new member of the train arrived. A Japanese woman had one hand full of belongings and the other arm was holding a child about 2 years old, probably her child. But it looked like the seats in my train were almost occupied. After all, if she were to sit, she would probably have to sit with another passenger, which would be difficult. But then a sweet voice sounded from behind me.

I secretly turned around to see that some of the men who had caught my attention in the first place had taken off their headphones. He was now speaking to the woman in fluent Japanese. How did I become familiar with Japanese people? The first time I set foot in Japan was Hokkaido this time!

The man got up from his seat, which was a double seat, and the woman sat in his place. He would probably give up his seat to the woman and her child. As for the man… Now he's sitting next to me!!

Beautiful and also kind, clearly an angel. You could say I'm a gullible womanizer, but an actuary like me just sits at the computer in the office every day and rarely meets anyone. It's been a while since I've seen something like this, so I asked for it.

The man didn't seem to mind me, so he plugged in his headphones again. But this time, I had to cry out in my heart when I saw clearly that he was the Korean steward of the airline I boarded from Korea. And he was the one who poured me coffee. Because he changed clothes, I didn't recognize him at first.

“Uh…” Since I came to a foreign country by myself, it wouldn't hurt to have a little chat. And especially since it's my first time coming, it might be enough for him to help recommend some places to visit. “Excuse me,” I called out in Korean.

“Yes?” A figure beside me turned at the sound of my name.

“You are an airline steward.

BT

Is that right?”

“Yes,” his pretty face nodded. “Oh, I remember you. You were the passenger in the back seat of the section when the snacks were served. Did you ask for more coffee from me?”

“Yes...yes, do you remember me?” I smiled at him. I didn't think that he would remember me too.

“Just…a little.” He returned a sweet smile.

“I'm Kim Namjoon. pleased to meet"

“I reserved Hoseok. Nice to meet you too.” Okay, I'll assume we officially know each other.

“Do you normally have to change clothes before leaving the airport?” I started to make conversation.

“No, sir. I will continue my trip and the rest of the crew will take the bus provided by the airline to the hotel.”

“Oh…” I nodded in understanding. “Have you been here before?”

“Yes, many times. And I really like it too. I'm going to travel again this time,” Hoseok replied, and the train started to pull away. “So you…are traveling alone?”

“Yes, and this is my first time. Hahaha.” I laughed at my own recklessness. “How many days do you…stay?”

“3 days,” a sweet voice answered in such a good manner that I was already starting to have a good conversation.

“So when we fly back to Korea, can we rest for a while?” I asked.

“It depends on the queue, how often there are queues.”

"So, don't you miss your boyfriend badly like this?" That's how I started.

“Haha.” Hoseok bowed his head and laughed a little, then turned to look at me again with an answer that made me smile. "I don't have a boyfriend yet."

“Then it's similar to me. Actuaries like me are busy. I don't have much free time to meet anyone.” I replied diplomatically before changing the subject. “So…where did you fly to before?”

“Before this, I went to Thailand. In the middle of the month,” he replied. Then began to tell the story. “Do you know Songkran where Thai people splash water?”

"yes"

“I forgot that it was the Songkran festival. Leaving the hotel, walking along the road, suddenly water was splashed on me,” a sweet voice said, then laughed at his carelessness, which made me laugh along with it, “but overall it was good. The weather is a bit hot. But the food is delicious, if you have a chance you should try it.”

"So?" Ah... I'm starting to like this person. He smiles easily, is friendly, speaks well, and can speak many languages. So cute...

“Yes.” He nodded. The scenery outside looked even less interesting compared to the smile from the person next to me right now.

“You…” I changed the subject again. “What do you like to do in your free time?”

“I like listening to music.”

"oh! Just like me.”

“Plus, I like history.”

“History?” I repeated the answer I rarely hear when asking someone about their preferences, “Like. Studying Stone Age humans Cro-Manyong Man?”

“Hahaha, not that much. I just like reading important events. Industrial Revolution, French Revolution, World War, that kind of thing.” The thin person laughed at my guess.

"oh"

“By the way, I have also been to Poland. There he has a monument to a bear.

Wojtek

Do you know?” Hoseok's almond-shaped eyes lit up at the mention of his preferences.

“I don't even know if there are monuments to bears in this world, haha,” I replied. “So what's the significance of that bear?”

“This bear lived with a Polish army and since it was a cub the soldiers in the army raised it. This bear liked to pick up weapons and play with them until he went into battle once. Those soldiers secretly took the bear with them. And that bear did amazing things…”

“What?” I asked, interested.

“He helped lift the cannon shells to the soldiers. I don't remember whether the battle was won or not. But it is known that he also gave that bear a rank. But sadly, in the end, Russia captured Poland and captured the bear and put it in a zoo. Soldiers who had raised it stopped by to visit it sometimes. But in the end, he was heartbroken and died.”

“Poor..” I said, “but that is a really smart bear.”

“Yes.” He smiled at me again.

After that, the matter I wanted to continue talking about had to be put on hold. I saw that he looked rather tired. Maybe you need a break I didn't want to disturb him further, so I kept quiet. Hoseok picked up his headphones and plugged them in again, and soon his beautiful eyes closed and his breathing became even.

I secretly glanced at the side of Hoseok's face from time to time and wondered why God was able to create such a beautiful person. He wasn't strikingly beautiful or handsome. But for me, it's his attractiveness combined with the personality that I can vaguely observe that makes him even more charming. And then the next station was the station I had to get off.

“Mr. Hoseok,” I decided to wake him up to say goodbye. Even though it seemed a bit rude, I was being proactive like this and I wanted to have some way to contact him.

“Oh…” The figure rubbed his eyes lightly. “Yes, Mr. Namjoon.”

“We'll arrive in Otaru... I have to get off.”

“Otaru!?” Someone's eyes widened, I'm not sure what he was shocked about. “I ended up taking the train past the hotel. Sigh… I probably had to take the train back to Sapporo.”

“…” I didn't know how to answer so I kept quiet for now, but then a thought popped up in my head. “So, would you like to walk around Otaru with me first? You can leave your stuff at my hotel first. You can return to the hotel in the evening.”

“…” Almond-shaped eyes turned and stared at me intensely. But it wasn't a terrifying stare, he just seemed to be thinking. “Are you going to flirt with me?” Hoseok asked with a smile on one side of his mouth. His face looked quite confident. I must have made it clear.

“Let's try it,” I replied with a smile. I've come this far and I can't back down.

“Haha, then.” A charming smile was sent to me again, but this time he sent it on purpose. Makes my heart beat fast

After dropping off our luggage at the hotel where I was staying, we wandered around without even using the guide book that came with me. Hoseok served as both my guide and interpreter without fail. We walked along the Otaru Canal, which if we had not arrived in this area, we probably would not have come. My luxury cell phone was used to record dozens of pictures.

Including the landscape picture and the picture of me that I asked Hoseok to take for me. And a selfie with Hoseok

The cool wind blows continuously because of the wind along the canal, causing Hoseok's beautiful hair to blow. We stopped into some shops to escape the cold, but the only thing we got was a ballpoint pen with a marimo tip. Onlek was soaked in the water, Hoseok said it was cute so he bought it. So I bought some to keep as souvenirs.

After walking around the canal until satisfied Hoseok then invites him to take a walk in the neighborhood.

Merchant

There is a steam clock as a landmark. Both sides of the road are full of shops, with locals and tourists walking past each other. It's busier than the Otaru Hoseok Canal area. Buying burnt potatoes to eat to relieve the cold, but what makes me... Another round was that he only bought one and invited me to eat together.

"I can't finish it. If you don't mind Namjoon-san, would you like to eat it together?" He asked. Is this right or can I refuse?

When we walked up to the steam clock, we found that it wasn't yet time for the clock to chime and release steam smoke. So we walked around for another 15 minutes, then returned to the clock again and waited only a moment. The clock suddenly made a loud noise. White steam was released from the top. The steam streams were blown by the wind that was blowing past and then merged into one with the air. I didn't miss the chance to lift up my phone. Take photos and keep them too.

After that, the sky slowly started to darken. Hoseok, who knew me well, took me to eat some delicious sushi nearby. Then I invited him to leave because I assumed he wanted to rest, but I still walked over. Him at Otaru Station

“Is it okay to go back to the hotel?” Hoseok asked when we had to part ways at the train station.

“Right,” I replied with a smile. “Mr. Hoseok..” I called. “Can I have your IG please?”

“Huh?” The thin person raised his eyebrows in question. He must have been surprised that I asked him for Instagram on the first day.

“I will post a picture. Just so I can tag you..” My voice softened as I began to be unsure if he would deny or not. The hand that was holding my phone began to clench tighter.

“Oh, then that's fine.” After saying that, his slender hand spread out in front of him to ask for my cell phone to type for me, so I handed him the cell phone. Soon I was following him.

“Thank you,” I smiled. “Thank you for having so much fun today.”

"nevermind Thank you too. If I hadn't met you today, I wouldn't have come to Otaru.” He said.

“So…” I trailed off, knowing that Hoseok had to go but not knowing how to end the conversation.

Endof Namjoon’s part

A thin figure in a yukata brushed his teeth in front of the mirror in the hotel bathroom, mentally replaying what had happened before he separated from Kim Namjoon.

"otherwise…"

“Tomorrow I will probably wake up around eight, around the hotel.

XXX

The accommodation I stayed in was all gone. There's probably nothing to do,” Hoseok said, cutting off the deep voice that had been rising from before. “I hope my tomorrow will be as fun as today.” When he finished, he dragged his suitcase and inserted the train ticket. I entered the ticket machine and walked towards the platform. After turning, I didn't forget to turn and give a small smile to the tall figure standing there processing the ticket.

Thinking about it, some people can't help but tear out their own hair. But the truth is, I meant to tell you that I wanted to continue traveling together, but I didn't think I'd have the courage to say something embarrassing like that and just accidentally invite me to hang out directly. It would have been even better. But it's probably already too late. Some people sigh.

'To be an actuary Probably not stupid. If you flirt like this, it might come.' Hoseok hopes and looks forward to meeting Kim Namjoon the next morning...

Before realizing it, the tall figure of Kim Namjoon had stepped out of Sapporo Station on the morning of the second day. The tall figure looked down at his expensive wristwatch. It said it was half past eight until they reached Hoseok's hotel. In that forest, some people must have already finished preparing.

Kim Namjoon isn't stupid...or at least he's smart enough to understand what Jung Hoseok said to him before they separated yesterday, and the more Hoseok pressed.

follow

His Instagram also made him more confident, so yesterday when he got back to the hotel, Namjoon immediately looked for a map… and finally he found himself in front of the hotel where Hoseok was staying.

While Namjoon was standing in front of the hotel, not yet deciding whether to walk in and wait in the lobby for fear of looking too embarrassing, a familiar figure walked outside into the cool air with another male friend. Two Hoseok people stopped in front of him.

“Hello,” a sweet voice greeted him first with a smile, a small hand tucked into his coat pocket to escape the cold weather at the end of April.

“Ah, hello,” Namjoon replied.

“That's bad, Hoseok,” a voice mixed with laughter came from behind someone else. But it was Hoseok's friend who was teasing him.

“Quiet, Wonpil.” Hoseok turned to face his small friend. “Where are you going with your boyfriend Dowoon?”

“Go on, darling. Let him live in his pink world,” the gruff voice of the larger man said loud enough for Hoseok to hear, giving him an irritated smile. Then he wrapped his arms around Wonpil's shoulders and walked away.

“A friend of the steward?” Namjoon asked with a smile on his face at the situation just now.

“Yes,” Hoseok turned to answer and a small hand came up to scratch behind his ear to correct his embarrassment. “Don't pay any attention to them.”

“Hahaha.” The tall man couldn't help but laugh at the cute expression of the smaller man in front of him, but he changed the topic of conversation so as not to make Hoseok uncomfortable. “Have you eaten anything yet?”

“I've had breakfast at the hotel, how about you?” someone asked back, “If you don't mind, I'd like to join you as a friend.”

“I already ate,” Namjoon replied with a smile. Luckily, he had already had something to eat. “So…where do you want to go today, Mr. Hoseok?”

“Hair color, I have to ask where do you want to go?” someone asked back, frowning slightly.

“Where I want to go, you've probably all been there. You will be bored for nothing.”

“But taking you on a trip wouldn't be boring, right?” Jung Hoseok's answer made Namjoon smile until dimples appeared on his cheeks.

“Then I'd like to bother you too,” Namjoon said.

“So where do you want to go?”

“In Sapporo, there's an old parliament building, right? If you don't mind, would you mind taking me there?” The tall figure looked into a pair of beautiful almond-shaped eyes. Even though the sentence he spoke was a plea, the tone was still in his voice. The tone he uses is more playful. Which made some of them smile again.

“Then follow me, Mr. Tour. Just a short walk and you'll be there.” Jung Hoseok accepted the joke and began to act as a guide. His sense of humor made Namjoon secretly chuckle. Just this morning, how many times has Jung Hoseok made him smile?

After visiting the large red brick building worthy of a famous tourist attraction in Sapporo, Hoseok took Namjoon up.

ropeway moiwa

Both of them had to take the tram out of the city first.

“Actually, Mount Moiwa, which is said to have a beautiful view, I haven't been up yet,” Hoseok said while standing on the tram next to Namjoon.

“Oh, like that?” This surprised Namjoon because Hoseok seemed very skilled at guiding him, but it was probably because of his language skills.

“Yes, so I took the opportunity to go up with you. Wah!..” The sweet voice disappeared and was replaced by a cry of exclamation as the tram swerved onto the tracks without Hoseok expecting it but luckily it was Kim Nam. Support me The thin body didn't face hit the ground first.

Namjoon's two hands were wrapped around his small upper arms. The weight of one man probably wasn't something that could easily be carried with just one arm, but Namjoon admitted that the man in front of him was lighter than he was. He thought about it. As the thin body staggered, the tall figure unconsciously pulled the thin person towards itself, so much so that if you didn't look carefully you might think that the two were embracing each other.

“I…sorry,” Hoseok pulled himself out once he regained his balance, his pretty face lowered slightly to avoid the sharp gaze.

“It's okay,” Namjoon replied, still not taking his eyes off the small man, whose cheeks were slightly brighter. I don't know if it was because of the cold weather or what, but the tall figure started talking again to break the awkward atmosphere. And it worked.

Once they reached the top of Mount Moiwa, both of them didn't fail to take out their cell phones to record the view and even asked each other to take pictures for them. And it ended with Namjoon asking Hoseok for a selfie again, which he graciously agreed to take as well.

“There is a camera you can send downstairs to look at. 100 yen for 1 minute.” Namjoon pointed it out to Hoseok and walked the thin figure towards the free camera.

As Hoseok looked intently at the large binoculars and the small map attached to the side, Namjoon didn't hesitate, taking out a 100 yen coin to quickly use the camera. Kim Namjoon turned the camera around until he came across Sapporo's striking red parliament building and stopped the camera.

“Hoseok-san, look. This is the parliament building we went to.” A deep voice urged the thin person to look excitedly. “Hurry up, time will run out.”

“Oh, it's beautiful from here too,” a sweet voice said while her eyes were still looking through the camera lens.

“Do you like it?”

“I like it.” Then the figure slowly began to turn the camera in another direction. Then the picture cut off shortly after 1 minute was up.

“Is time up?” Namjoon asked as he saw Hoseok slowly return to his original position.

“Yes…” someone said, “Sorry, you haven't seen anything yet.”

“No, I saw it at first.” Namjoon smiled to let the person in front know that he didn't really mind what he said.

“Thank you.” His voice was sweet. Hoseok looked out over the railing again, admiring the view of Sapporo from an angle he had never seen before.

The figure closed his eyes and took a deep breath, breathing in the cool scent of the air from Hokkaido, relaxing. Hoseok's expression looked so happy that Namjoon accidentally picked up his phone and took a photo of the thin person.

After enjoying the view, the two took the cable car down from the peak. The view of the mountains and city from the cable car was just as beautiful as from the top. Today's lunch, the two left their stomachs at a convenience store. Hoseok then said that he would take Namjoon to see another view, even if it wasn't as beautiful as Moiwa's.

But there are quite a few tourists stopping by…

Sapporo TV tower

Someone took Namjoon on the train back to the Odori area where the TV tower was located. When he got to the observation deck, Namjoon was able to record a few more pictures. It's true, as someone said. Well, the view from up here isn't as beautiful as Moiwa, but there are still tourists who keep coming up to see it.

“Hoseok-san, can you take a picture of me and the TV tower?” Namjoon asked as they both exited the TV tower.

“No problem,” Namjoon's sweet voice trailed off and he handed his phone to the figure. "Ready, 1, 23!"

“Thank you.” The tall figure walked back towards you.

"You can try it first to see if it works." After saying that, he handed the phone back to the tall figure.

“You take beautiful photos,” Namjoon turns and gives you a genuine smile after checking the pictures.

“…” Hoseok smiled because of the compliment. "Are you bored? I haven't really done anything today, like

sightseeing tour

More than that lol.”

“I'm not bored at all, haha.” Namjoon smiles until you can see the dimples across his cheeks again, “Because you're there.”

“Hahaha,” Hoseok laughed a little and lowered his eyes. But what he didn't know was that his actions were so attractive in the tall man's eyes that he could hardly take his eyes off the beautiful face.

“So… shall we go shopping at Tanukikochi?” the tall man invited.

“Good, there's a delicious shabu restaurant nearby. I'll take you to eat."

parliament building

Moiwa mountain view point

View from

Ropeway

Sapporo TV tower

Soon the two arrived at Tanukikoji in the evening. Tanukikoji is a shopping area that stretches across the road. It's so long that you can barely see the end of the road. On both sides, there are benches placed periodically for those who want to rest. Both sides of the shop under a high arched roof are bustling with tourists, both Japanese and foreigners.

“Mr. Namjoon. I want to unlock a doll,” a sweet voice called out, pointing at a coin-operated egg-cracking machine in front of a store.

“Take it.”

“This.. I really want this one.” No matter what, a slender finger raised and pointed at the picture of the tiny doll that he wanted. “Whenever I come to Japan, I always solve it. But I haven't gotten any yet.” Three hundred yen coins were taken out of the thin man's wallet.

“Maybe this time,” Namjoon said and Hoseok started turning the knob to make the eggs come out after inserting the coin.

semi!

“…” The egg has fallen. His slender hand hurriedly reached in to pick it up and opened it, making Namjoon couldn't help but smile fondly because he didn't think that the pretty steward next to him would have such a childish side.

'Cute' the tall man thought in his heart.

“No…” His thin lips stretched out in annoyance when he found out that the doll in the egg was not the one he wanted.

“Want to try again? This time it might be possible.”

“Are you free?”

"I don't know, haha. But there's no harm in trying again."

“Alright…” A sweet voice said as he took out another three hundred yen coins and put them into the machine this time before turning the button. The figure secretly closed his eyes tightly, begging for the one he wanted.

semi!

“…”The egg fell down. Hoseok hurriedly opened it to take a look. “Whoa, I can't see it, Mr. Namjoon.” He didn't say anything, a slender hand came up to gently hit Namjoon's strong arm.

“Hahaha, I just told you to try this. I didn't say that I would lose a little.”

“Sigh.. It's okay. I'll try again next time.” The figure straightened up and stood up straight, ready to continue walking.

“Wait, I want to try it.” Namjoon pulls out a coin and drops it into the machine, turning the knob like Hoseok did. And then the egg fell.

semi!

“Mr. Hoseok,” Namjoon said without even opening the egg. “If I get that one, I give it to you.”

“Please don't,” some of them refused, causing Namjoon's smile to fade. “I like the feeling of inserting a coin, turning it, and then opening it myself more than getting a doll you like. If you get it, you can keep it. I'll come and solve it myself next time.”

“…” The tall figure nodded in understanding. At first, he couldn't help but be shocked that someone rejected him, but now he understood Hoseok. Namjoon then turned his eyes from Hoseok to the egg in his hand as he opened it.

“Hahaha,” a sweet voice laughed softly. "The same goes for you. I think that accidentally there might not be any of my favorite ones left in this closet."

“Hahaha, that's it.” Namjoon put the little doll back in the egg ball as usual and dropped it into his backpack.

“Then let's continue.” A sweet voice came out and a beautiful smile was sent to Namjoon.

Hoseok started walking Namjoon from the first block across the crosswalk. Going into that store and leaving this store sometimes, stopping to look at the dogs in the pet shop. And stopping at a supermarket along the way, Namjoon would occasionally lift up his phone to take pictures, but no matter how interesting the surroundings were, they weren't as good as the people walking next to him right now.

The tall figure secretly looked at the sweet faces that turned to look at the various shops. It was hard to believe that Namjoon would be able to meet someone he was comfortable with here... In this situation, even though we just met, Namjoon felt that this person was a good person and felt strangely trusting.

To Hoseok, the surroundings seemed the same as the last time he had stepped foot here. But what was different was that the person who came with Hoseok was a bit surprised at himself for agreeing to go anywhere with Kim Namjoon, but Hoseok could feel the sincerity from the other party. Hoseok didn't let himself go like that. He still didn't trust Kim Namjoon 100% because they had only met for a few days. But Hoseok dared to say that he was completely in love with this person. Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Namjoon flirt so easily.

Some of them glanced at the tall figure, thinking that they might have seen the people next to them turn to look at the surrounding shops with interest, but what they saw were sharp eyes staring at themselves first, and Hoseok secretly swallowed a little from the fall. heart But the tall figure still didn't take his eyes off him, and even gave him a soft smile that made Hoseok unable to help but shyly avert his eyes and return to focusing on the walkway ahead.

“Would you like to sit down and rest a bit?” said a deep voice when walking to the end of the last block.

“Alright,” someone answered, and the two walked to sit next to each other on a bench in front of a store.

“You have such a hard time walking,” Namjoon observed as he squeezed and kneaded his legs, which were tired from walking around all day.

“If I traveled often it would be like this hahaha.”

“Let's go.” Namjoon didn't say anything, but stood up and grabbed the two bags that were placed beside him. “Let's go eat shabu.”

“Actually, you can rest a little longer. You're still tired, aren't you?” This was one of the few times Namjoon saw that Hoseok wasn't smiling. But he had a worried expression on his face.

"nevermind I'd rather go sit for a while at the shabu restaurant.” Namjoon gave a gentle smile to the smaller man. He was just a little sore, that's all, he didn't have a broken leg. Hoseok didn't see the need to act so worried, but he was secretly glad that this person at least cared about him.

The entrance to the Shabu shop looks small and doesn't stand out at all. You could hardly tell that there was a restaurant here because the signs of other shops seemed to be fighting for the spotlight. But the shop solved the problem by providing... People stand and hand out brochures at the intersection at Tanukikoji, but brochures are not necessary for someone as well-versed in roads as Stewart Jeong.

The entrance is on the ground, but the store is actually underground. Hoseok walked his tall figure into the restaurant and when he got a table he ordered the food and even taught Namjoon how to eat Japanese shabu without needing to rely on the waiter to explain.

Namjoon listened intently to Hoseok's teaching, but not because he was fascinated with Japanese shabu, but because the sweet voice that kept explaining and the gestures that kept pointing here caught his attention. He kept it separate from Hoseok's voice. Namjoon couldn't hear the noise of the surrounding tables chattering, so his sharp eyes focused on a pair of beautiful eyes and slowly looked at the front of the device one by one. His nose was naturally beautiful.

Thin lips spoke in a clear voice that Namjoon liked. and a slender, charming face shape

“Mr. Namjoon… Mr. Namjoon.”

"Ah.. yes." The tall figure blinked a few times to regain his senses when he was called out by the other party.

“Are you listening?” Hoseok asked, noticing that

“Listen.”

“The food has arrived. Let's eat.”

This shabu meal was more delicious than any other time in Namjoon's life. I don't know if it was because the food tasted good. Or because people come to eat together... Maybe it was because of those two things. While eating, Namjoon unknowingly looked at the face of the person sitting across from him. A large slab of meat was coated with raw egg, and then it was passed into his mouth, the whole thing being eaten from another angle. Stewart Jeong's cuteness is sure to bring smiles from the viewers.

After leaving the shabu shop, Namjoon followed the thin figure for about 5 minutes and then the smaller one said he would take him to a place. But he refused to say where. As Namjoon looked around, there were only buildings arranged in an orderly manner according to the Susukino area's city plan, but he couldn't make out where they were.

“Like I said…” But then Namjoon looked up and saw a Ferris wheel… The large Ferris wheel atop the hotel is decorated with bright lights and stands out among the buildings, small and large.

“Yes.” Hoseok followed Kim Namjoon’s gaze. “It is.

Norbesa ferris wheel

Just turn ahead and you'll be there."

Hoseok took Namjoon up the elevator to the top floor of the hotel and excitedly bought a ticket for the Ferris wheel while waiting for his turn to ride. Some of them seemed even more excited than Namjoon.

“Have you ever climbed up before?” a deep voice asked when he didn't quite understand the expression of the person next to him.

“I've never been up before. My friend refused to come up with me.”

“So you asked me to be your friend instead?” Namjoon asked, pretending to frown and make his face look disappointed, which some of him could see and laughed softly in his throat.

“Oh, that's how you think of it? I thought we came up together.” Hoseok saw this and responded with a tall figure. Opening his mouth and making sad eyes, he hoped it would make it look funny, but in the eyes of the beholder, it looked cute and easily made his heart flutter when such a thin person emphasized the word 'together' like that.

Soon they were both riding the Ferris wheel to see the night view. Each of them picked up their phones and took pictures of the city from a height that isn't easy to see. Hoseok's eyes widened and he looked around at the city. like a child They looked cute and Namjoon looked around, enjoying the atmosphere as well.

“Mr. Namjoon,” after admiring the view until he was satisfied, Hoseok called out to the tall person sitting across from him to turn around. His sweet voice didn't sound bright like always. “I have to return tomorrow and the bus arranged by the airline will pick me up early in the morning…”

“…”Namjoon listened intently to every word of the thin body and was secretly frightened.

“This will probably be the last night we get to hang out together like this.”

“...It's such a shame.” Namjoon's mouth quirked up slightly, but his eyes didn't smile at all.

“Yes, what a pity.”

“Thank you. It took me to travel to many places.”

“Thank you too. For agreeing to travel with me." A small smile spread across her lips. The couple's basket was docking because they had already completed the allotted circle.

Throughout the walk back to the train station to catch the train back to the hotel, few words came out of their mouths. Long and slender legs walked together slowly, as if they didn't want the separation to come any sooner, even though there was hardly any conversation. But no one felt uncomfortable, both sides tried to capture every detail of their memories and atmosphere of being together which was about to end in less than an hour.

Namjoon secretly turned his head to look at Jung Hoseok's beautiful face on the side. Even though he was sure that this beautiful and charming face would be etched in his memory for a long time, he still wanted to remember every detail. Because I don't want the person next to me to know that they're being watched. Namjoon turned around.

The shorter the distance to the train station, the more his heart fluttered. Hoseok glanced at the uniquely handsome face of the person walking next to him for several minutes and realized that he would never. Definitely forget the time in Hokkaido with Kim Namjoon this time…Kim Namjoon is Jung Hoseok's best Hokkaido trip.

“Good luck, nice to meet you.” The pair stopped by the wall of the subway station so as not to get in the way of other passengers. Some of them braved the urge to say their goodbyes and held out their pretty hands.

“It's time to separate.” With a deep voice, a large hand was sent out and clasped into a slender one. "Nice to meet you. Have a safe trip."

Even though there was something more they wanted to say in their hearts, the two of them just kept it. Two people who had only met for two days turned their backs on each other and then walked their own paths…

In the early evening of the next day, Kim Namjoon was lying around at the hotel because he was not in the mood to do anything since the evening. His tall figure leaned against the head of the bed. One hand was scrolling through the phone screen while the other was holding a can of a famous Japanese beer.

A tall man is looking at Instagram, scrolling through friends' photos. Pictures of various views that friends have posted. Switching to clicking to look at the picture that he just posted in the afternoon, when it was liked, it was a picture of Hell Valley that he took himself in the afternoon with the caption.

If you were here…

Of course, Namjoon's caption was referring to Jung Hoseok. Traveling to Hokkaido without Jung's steward felt like something was missing, but Namjoon's friends didn't know this.

The tall figure went back to scrolling through the screen until he stopped at a post that had just been posted half an hour ago. It was a post from an account that Namjoon had just started following 2 days ago… an account. It's Jung Hoseok's. But then the tall person had to let out a smile and thumb up the post without thinking.

The picture at first glance looked like a normal night view of a city, but Namjoon knew it was taken from the Ferris wheel he had been on the day before. But even more impressive than the picture that the thin person posted was the caption...

If I were there…

Namjoon looked at the pen with Marimo on the tip that he had left on the nightstand even though he originally planned to just buy it to keep. But because he remembered that Stewart Jung had also bought a similar pen back, this thing now seemed to be another representation of what made him miss Jung Hoseok…

Norbesa Ferris wheel

Marimo pen

It's unbelievable that knowing only 2 people. The day would drive Namjoon crazy for 3 months. Kim Namjoon could never get the thought of Jung Hoseok out of his head. He wasn't so distracted that he didn't do anything, just reminiscing. Always remembering the time we spent together in Hokkaido, it was like picking up the same book and re-reading it every day. The older one also replayed the stories that happened in his head… He wasn't sure if this could be called missing him or not.

The two of them have only one communication channel, which is Instagram, but no one has ever sent a single message to each other because of uncertainty that knowing each other for just 2 days would be considered a relationship. Is the friendship enough to send messages to each other yet? Finally... Every time Jung Hoseok thought about sending a message to the tall, slender figure, he had to delete it, as did Namjoon, who stared at the picture the thin person posted for a long time but didn't dare to leave a comment. At most, you can just click "like" on the other person's photo...

Because of coincidence or whatever, today Kim Namjoon finished his meeting and settled all the remaining work much earlier than usual. People who didn't have much time to rest took a half-afternoon leave from work and went out to find a quiet place. Like a coffee shop, sit and relax from 2 p.m. in the summer.

A glass of cold espresso sits on the table, big fingers scrolling through the screen of a luxury phone, looking at pictures from three months ago when we traveled to Japan. I can't help but think about how comfortable I was there without having to carry thoughts of work in my head. No, but the tall figure spent a bit of time with some pictures...such as the pictures taken with Stewart Jung, whether they were pictures he secretly took. or pictures taken together

“Oh!” A voice rang out, causing the tall figure to snap out of his own thoughts immediately, even though he hadn't heard this sound in months. But he still remembers it well. Kim Namjoon's eyes widened slightly as he looked at the source of the voice to make himself aware that he wasn't dreaming. “Mr. Namjoon! hello"

“Hello, Mr. Hoseok.” The deep voice that sounded stammering at first was adjusted back to its original state. The tall figure smiled until he could see the dimples on his cheeks back at the thin person who was smiling as well.

“Is there…is anyone sitting?” a sweet voice asked, pointing to the chair across from Namjoon. This person was always thoughtful and polite.

“No, please have a seat.”

“Thank you.” Hoseok, dressed in a white t-shirt, plain jeans and red Converse High tops, sits down with a smile that Namjoon can never get out of his mind, placing his iced latte in the hand on table Then he started to talk. “What a coincidence, are you in this area?”

“Yes.” His handsome face nodded slightly. "There's no flight schedule today?"

“No, I just returned from Italy yesterday. Last week I went to France.”

"Oh, that's right. I saw you uploaded a picture of the Eiffel Tower."

“Yes,” someone smiled and picked up an iced latte and took a sip to relieve his embarrassment. I don't know why he felt hot on his face just because Namjoon remembered what pictures he had uploaded.

“And go to far away places. Are you tired?” Although it seemed like a simple polite question, Kim Namjoon asked because he truly cared about the person in front of him and he didn't hide his feelings that he expressed through his words.

"A little, but it's fun." The thin man smiled.

“And how are things in Italy and France?” Namjoon wanted to hear this person tell stories, he wanted to hear his sweet voice describing all the different things he had experienced. Because of that, Namjoon asked this question.

“Okay. Italy is a very beautiful city. The coffee is very good. If you go, you must try it. The gelato is delicious as well. As for France...Paris is also beautiful. I have been there.

Catacombs of Paris

Come along, it's the catacombs beneath the city of Paris.”

“I guess it's something to do with history, right?” Of course, the tall man still remembered Hoseok's preferences.

“Yes.

“You don't have to make a face like that. I like listening to you.” Not only did he say it to put Hoseok at ease, but Kim Namjoon was telling the truth.

"dress…"

“You've been to many countries.” Seeing that the little man didn't know what to answer, the tall man opened up a new topic again. “Have you been around the world yet?”

“Hahaha, not yet,” Hoseok laughed at the other person's exaggerated question, “I mostly fly in Europe and nearby Asia. Asians include Japan. Europe that I fly to often is Germany, England, things like that. There are many other countries I haven't been to yet.”

“So you have a country you want to go to but haven't been to yet, right?”

"Yes, I want to go to Greece, but unfortunately the airline doesn't have any flights to take me there. I don't have long free time, so I haven't been able to go." Her pretty face bowed slightly, feeling disappointed that she wasn't going to the place she wanted to go. “What about you, Namjoon? Are there any places you want to go or have you been to before?”

“I don't have many places I want to go because I don't know much about foreign countries. The part I've been to is Hong Kong. Singapore and Japan...Hokkaido is that."

“Where do you like the most?” Hoseok asked without thinking, but when he heard the answer he wanted to tear his head up a hundred times for asking such a buried question.

“Of course I like Hokkaido.” A slight smile came along with the answer. Namjoon's eyes were hard to read. Hoseok could only avoid the eyes of the person in front of him.

“…” The thin person picked up his coffee and took another sip.

“I have another question,” and once again, Namjoon softens the awkward atmosphere with his wit. “You flew to Italy and France. Can you speak Italian and French?”

“I can't speak.”

“So what language do you speak?”

“If we include our languages, there are Korean, English, Japanese, and German.”

“German too?” The tall man raised his eyebrows in surprise because he had rarely met any Koreans who learned German. “Can you try speaking to me please?”

“What do you want me to say?”

“So… hello.”

“GutenTag(

Guthun Tak)”

"thank you"

“Dankeschön(

dunkeachchen)”

“Ah… what else?” Namjoon wanted to hear the person in front of him say something longer but didn't know what to say. Would you like to introduce yourself? But that seems a bit hopeless...

“Ich vermisse dich.(

Ikch fawmissea dikch)” while Namjoon was thinking. A sweet voice said something first.”

Undich fühle mich fröhlich, dass wir wieder uns treffen.(

Undiksch Füléa Miksch Förölich das Weir vide the Uns Treffen).”

“Huh? What does that mean?

“I won't tell you.” Some of them smiled widely. The more Hoseok responded like this, the more suspicious Namjoon became. “I'll tell you another day.”

Because the word 'later' made the tall figure stop thinking about prodding and a smile couldn't be prevented from appearing. It means that Hoseok at least has an idea about seeing him again.

The two continued to exchange stories for a while and Namjoon finally gathered his courage. Inviting some of them to have dinner together, which of course Hoseok didn't refuse. But the party inevitably comes when the moment Namjoon hates the most comes again. It was time for the two of them to separate after eating together.

“Mr. Hoseok,” the deep voice didn't have a hint of teasing or teasing like before.

"yes?"

“Will we meet again?” This time, Namjoon chose to ask what he was worried about.

“Of course.” A beautiful smile appeared on the thin person's face. His phone was pulled out and he opened the yellow chat app page, sending the tall figure to add his contacts.

Ich vermisse dich.

(I miss you)

7 years later

The clothes he wore to work at the German Embassy were still on his thin body, but the suit and tie had been taken off, leaving only a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow and a pair of black slacks. It had been almost 4 years since the reservation. Hoseok got to go home and rest on time, having a fixed day off like this. Because he was no longer a steward, he instead worked at the German Embassy in Korea and occasionally took on translation work as a side job.

A full hip rested on the edge of the small bed, a thin hand gently caressing the beautiful black hair of Kim Hyo Joo's 4 year old daughter. As the child slept, Hoseok let out a soft smile as he thought back to the first moment he knew he couldn't. I'm no longer alone, but I have a small life with me. Some still remember the joy and sudden love that arose at that time, and remember that day he immediately started looking for a new job because being a steward would definitely not be suitable for having a family.

Kim Namjoon stood, leaning against the door frame, silently watching his wife's actions alternating with his little daughter's smiling face, happily with his daughter's light pink bedroom as the backdrop when Hyoju was fast asleep. Seok and Namjoon also came out of the room, not forgetting to gently close the door.

The two walked back to their bedroom. The cream-colored walls had small family pictures hanging on them. On Hoseok's small bookcase, there were framed pictures of Namjoon and Hoseok when he was a steward, and there was also a picture of Kim Hyojoo when he was only a few weeks old in his arms. Her mother's arms were next to each other. There was also a model of an airliner that Hoseok had worked on and a snow globe.

Landmark

of various countries that the couple have visited are also displayed.

Kim Namjoon walked closer and embraced his lover from behind, passionately inhaling the scent from the white nape of his neck. Namjoon felt that after having a child, Jung Hoseok was no longer as thin as before. But it became plump and more plump, probably because of the higher estrogen hormone. Previously, her thin, slender body looked pretty enough, but now that she's like this, she looks even more seductive than before.

“Um, Namjoon-san,” a sweet voice moaned as he felt the person behind him begin to do more than just smell his body odor.

“You smell so good.” The deep, hoarse voice was not a whisper, but the large hand began to move lower and lower, giving everyone in his arms goosebumps.

Even though there was a barrier of clothing, Hoseok felt the warm palm of the other's hand caressing Namjoon's prominent nose, pressing lightly on his clear cheek once, then he turned to use his lips to kiss all over his neck. willowy

“Uh...so impatient,” someone protested as a hand moved down to the edge of his pants and quickly undid them until the black, fine pants were pooled around his small ankles.

“It's all because of you, you know?” Yes, if Hoseok didn't look so…teasing. He could calm down a bit.

The thin body turned around to face the thick one knowingly and then Namjoon pressed a kiss to the thin petal's lips. The smaller person responded well to the touch, his small tongue intertwined with the hot tongue that slid in to greet the pretty face, tilting slightly to adjust the angle to make the kiss more comfortable. A large hand rubbed all over the thin figure's body until his white shirt was completely wrinkled while his slender hand slowly unbuttoned the tall one's light blue work shirt.

Finally, the expensive shirt came off his body, revealing Namjoon's upper body. The soft curls and muscles made Hoseok's face heat up as usual, even though it wasn't the first time he'd seen it.

This time it was Namjoon who unbuttoned the smaller man's shirt but he wasn't as calm as Hoseok. The thick figure quickly unbuttoned the buttons until the fine shirt was thrown off his body and the small underwear was taken off by a strong hand at the same time, but in the meantime Hoseok didn't give up. Slender hands undid the belt and unzipped his lover's pants knowingly until finally they were both naked and without clothes.

Namjoon pushes his lover onto the wide white bed and straddles him immediately. His hands hurriedly reach into the nightstand drawer and take out a condom, putting it on, then crashing his lips onto the other's. Again, the person below sucked the other's lips in return as well. The tall figure pressed himself closer to the other until their bodies rubbed against each other, arousing natural arousal very well, and then the tall figure began to prepare. thin person

“Ugh,” a sweet moan came out because of the tightness and the thrill that came from Namjoon's preparation and the caressing at the same time.

“Um…” A hoarse voice moaned in his throat as he sucked and teased one full, dark pink breast until the person beneath him arched in response.

When the tall figure saw that he was ready, he slowly began to insert himself until he was completely part of Hoseok.

"Oops!/Ah" both moaned together gently. Hoseok's slender arms wrapped around his strong neck and he lightly pecked his lover's bare back, searching for relief.

Some closed their eyes and gasped for breath. Beautiful hips glide to the rhythm. And Hoseok had to bite his lower lip every time his lover moved all the way in and hit a sensitive spot, small beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead. The slender legs lifted up and hooked onto the waist. When they became so weak they couldn't support themselves, causing the thick body to move in deeper than before.

“Ah… ah,” a sweet voice came out again as Namjoon began to use his hands to pamper his body, and his lips opened to eagerly scoop up air into his lungs. Fortunately, the walls of the room are quite soundproof, so you don't have to worry about the sound spreading to other rooms.

Namjoon presses his nose into the crook of his white neck once more to inhale his favorite scent, his hot breath against the delicate skin causing goosebumps on the person beneath him. Deep moans and clear voices interspersed with each other, alternating with the sound of skin slapping each other that would be heard instead when the tall figure bent down to snatch air from the thin lips every now and then.

“I love you, ah..”

“I also, uh.. love you, Mr. Namjoon.”

Until they both reached dreamland and let out at the same time, the smaller one panting heavily, his almond-shaped eyes still closed as the taller one cleaned up the liquid that had stained his abdomen. After that, Namjoon left. Manage yourself Soon he returned and laid himself down on the bed and pulled his lover into his arms and fell asleep together.

END

It's finished!!!!! It's really long, hahaha, but the writers didn't split it into longer episodes because there would only be 4 episodes, so it would be weird. So I decided to come alone like this. There will be step-by-step pictures for you. Readers will be able to easily find out where they've read^^ I'm sorry that the last 5% took an insanely long time to arrive. Wright went to work.

You haven't left Gao yet, right? ;---;

Marimo is back, everyone. Marimo is a type of green algae. It's very famous in Japan. Sometimes it is popular to raise them together. It will be a round lump like in the picture. It can grow, but it grows slowly. But Wright's pen doesn't know if he put in the real thing or not. But Wright just threw it away. It doesn't die at all. 555555555 (

Taking a blurry picture of the Ferris wheel hahaha At that time, I was walking, so I couldn't take good photos.

Who wants to know about

Catacombs of Paris

Try searching. That Wright didn't include because it would drag on. Just the story about the little Polish bear is long enough to show Khun Hop's character, haha.

sense

Mpreg

This little place.. 5555555555555

Ich vermisse dich.

I've translated it for you. As for the last sentence, we don't translate it in the story. So we'll tell you here. It means 'and I'm glad we met again'.

Anyone who has read this far, please leave a comment for me ^3^

Picture from

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/6/69/Former_Hokkaido_Government_Office_Building_20090112-03.jpg

http://www.nihon-kankou.or.jp.e.wp.hp.transer.com/season/image/spot/hatsuhinode/R0101a.jpg

https://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/0b/84/93/8a/sapporo-tv-tower-with.jpg

https://www.talonjapan.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/

Tanukikoji area-

Tanuki-Koji-2.jpg

Picture of view

ropeway

Figure

merchant

Ferris wheel picture The Marimo pen picture was taken by myself.

-If there are any mistakes, I apologize here-