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TITLE: (Don’t Forget to Remember)WASURENAIDE WASURETEKURE
CHARACTERS: Horikita Maki, Kim Jaejoong
GENRE: (Multi-chaptered) Canon Romance Fic
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters. This is purely made out of the writer’s (yours truly) imagination. The plot of the story is mine. There are some events that may not be accurate and has been purposely altered for the story. Apart from such, any resemblance to reality is not intended.

Chapter 8 - Fate In The Works
If this is considered as your first date with her, you sure are cheap Jaejoong.
His other self couldn’t help but mock him.
His gaze traveled through to the empty seats beside them. It’s just the two of them. There are shelves of store items which hide them from the hallway --- advantageously, where few customers once in a while pass by and from the sleepy night shift crew on the counter. There’s not much to see anyways. But for him, apart from convenience store’s ambience, or lack of there of, the back area where they sit is conducive enough, yet it reminds him of teenagers who sneak out late at night to meet up.
With that in mind, he shifted uncomfortably.
“It’s getting late, I think I should go.” They just finished eating their late snack when she glanced at her watch. As much as she enjoy her late night (more on early morning) talk with this stranger, it’s nearly three o’clock and both of them should get going. “Sorry for the bother.”
“I can’t let you roam around, it’s dangerous outside. And no, I’m not bothered.” There’s hint of concern from his now stern voice.
Anxiously, she turned to him. “I can just call someone to pick me up.” She’s not even sure if her manager is still awake, and if not, it’s impossible for her since Hihara-san is a heavy sleeper. But there’s no way she could impose on him. The unguarded talk with this guy, who apparently doesn’t recognized her, is bound to end.
Jaejoong caught her eyes and for a moment, stared at her as if reading the truth from her inner soul.
“I cannot leave you here alone. Better yet, call that person to pick you up and I’ll go up once you’re settled.” He bargained.
Maki nodded and pick her phone up to make a call. After a long round of resolute ringing, she looked helplessly at the guy. She even tried calling her assistant, but to no avail.
“Nobody’s picking up.” Jaejoong declared. She couldn’t dare look at him directly.
He heaved a deep sigh. “Then, it’s either we’ll stay here until morning or if you trust me enough, make ourselves comfortable on my place.” Jaejoong resignedly decided.
Maki is not sure why, but the guy looks trustworthy enough for her to agree on the latter option. She’s tired too. And the guy did mention that he only bought milk to fall asleep.
“I have an extra room, don’t worry.” They walked out of the lift and trod through the empty hallway until a very familiar doorplate came to view.
Maki gasped. No, it couldn’t be possible! It’s so much of a coincidence!
“Get in.” Jaejoong gestured her to sit down once they entered with him leading the way.
Maki was in awe. This was her apartment!
She spent her early years as an actress in this place until her manager convinced her that the place is too big for her alone since Meisa moved out. Her fond memories came flooding by.
Never did she expect that the stranger now own the place as her eyes darted on every nook and cranny. Then the instant connection she felt for the guy, must be the place as common ground that’s got to do with it.
If her memory serves her right, her manager mentioned that the person who bought the flat is Korean.
So she’s right afterall. He’s foreign.If this is considered as your first date with her, you sure are cheap Jaejoong.
His other self couldn’t help but mock him.
His gaze traveled through to the empty seats beside them. It’s just the two of them. There are shelves of store items which hide them from the hallway --- advantageously, where few customers once in a while pass by and from the sleepy night shift crew on the counter. There’s not much to see anyways. But for him, apart from convenience store’s ambience, or lack of there of, the back area where they sit is conducive enough, yet it reminds him of teenagers who sneak out late at night to meet up.
With that in mind, he shifted uncomfortably.
“It’s getting late, I think I should go.” They just finished eating their late snack when she glanced at her watch. As much as she enjoy her late night (more on early morning) talk with this stranger, it’s nearly three o’clock and both of them should get going. “Sorry for the bother.”
“I can’t let you roam around, it’s dangerous outside. And no, I’m not bothered.” There’s hint of concern from his now stern voice.
Anxiously, she turned to him. “I can just call someone to pick me up.” She’s not even sure if her manager is still awake, and if not, it’s impossible for her since Hihara-san is a heavy sleeper. But there’s no way she could impose on him. The unguarded talk with this guy, who apparently doesn’t recognized her, is bound to end.
Jaejoong caught her eyes and for a moment, stared at her as if reading the truth from her inner soul.
“I cannot leave you here alone. Better yet, call that person to pick you up and I’ll go up once you’re settled.” He bargained.
Maki nodded and pick her phone up to make a call. After a long round of resolute ringing, she looked helplessly at the guy. She even tried calling her assistant, but to no avail.
“Nobody’s picking up.” Jaejoong declared. She couldn’t dare look at him directly.
He heaved a deep sigh. “Then, it’s either we’ll stay here until morning or if you trust me enough, make ourselves comfortable on my place.” Jaejoong resignedly decided.
Maki is not sure why, but the guy looks trustworthy enough for her to agree on the latter option. She’s tired too. And the guy did mention that he only bought milk to fall asleep.
“I have an extra room, don’t worry.” They walked out of the lift and trod through the empty hallway until a very familiar doorplate came to view.
Maki gasped. No, it couldn’t be possible! It’s so much of a coincidence!
“Get in.” Jaejoong gestured her to sit down once they entered with him leading the way.
Maki was in awe. This was her apartment!
She spent her early years as an actress in this place until her manager convinced her that the place is too big for her alone since Meisa moved out. Her fond memories came flooding by.
Never did she expect that the stranger now own the place as her eyes darted on every nook and cranny. Then the instant connection she felt for the guy, must be the place as common ground that’s got to do with it.
If her memory serves her right, her manager mentioned that the person who bought the flat is Korean.
So she’s right afterall. He’s foreign.