Remember Me?
Affiliated
MINJI'S POV
Time slowly passes by and I'm still in bad shape. Each day has become one hazy blur of emotions; sometimes, I don't even know what to feel. I see people talking with friends, going on their phones in the subway, and going out and about in their own life. I feel like just another prop in the background on a big stage. The main actors in the spotlight? Not me. I'm probably just a side character to my own story. Is life really a fairy tale? Is it just a fake fantasy? Will I ever meet a Prince Charming? Jungkook, where could you be-
"It's been a long day hasn't it?" someone asked.
I snapped out of my thoughts and faced the shirt of a middle-aged woman (Kim Misook) who was emptying a shopping basket onto the table. I avoided her eye-contact to dodge the possible awkwardness between us. Quickly scanning the barcodes her groceries, I try to grasp what was going on, the electronic cash register beeping at my right side.
"Oh, hello," I said, "thank you for coming to our supermarket. We hope you come again."
The lady, handing me her lettuce and other vegetables, asked another question. "Are you alright, young lady?"
"I'm a bit tired, but I'm fine, thank you." Straining my vision, I tried to keep my half-opened eyes wide open.
"Fine never means fine," she mumbled to herself before clearing her throat, "Well, I'm your last customer so after we're done, dear, get some good rest." In response, I simply nodded my head.
Back at home, I crept into the house. The clock- we only had one and that was in the living room- showed that the time was a bit past 1. I'll just eat dinner in the morning and then have brunch. About a week later, after I started being an afternoon supermarket-employee, I met “Mr. Jeon, Jeon Jungkook of One Jeon Corps.” back at the cafe in the early morning. Most of the time, customers don’t arrive at until 7 in the morning. How weird. Jungkook must start work early as well. I greeted him and he greeted me back before I questioned what he wanted to eat.
“What do you want today, Mr. Jeon? You’re our first customer today.”
“Minji,” he winced a bit, “do you remember me now?” How could I not remember him? With confidence, I replied back.
“You’re Jeon Jungkook from One Jeon Corps.” I couldn’t help but smile. “Did I get that right?”
“I suppose so. Hey, Minji,” he sighed, “I’ve had a long month. We should take a break from work. Let’s go to the beach together!” The beach? So random! Today is Friday so I have to be a cafe barista, supermarket employee, and-
< (not related but heehee)
“Can we please go another time?” I sighed, "I don’t think I’m free today-“
“Hey, you!” Mr. Jeon pointed at my coworker, Ji Soo.
Ji Soo pointed at himself in confusion. “Are you talking to me?” What’s going on?
“Yes, you! I’m going to borrow Minji today, okay?” Jungkook laughed out loud, “See you tomorrow!" He came behind the counter and took my hand, dragging me outside into one of those black cars before Ji Soo could finish saying, “Oh my gosh! You’re Jeon Jungkook!” Thankfully, I managed to grab my backpack before heading out.
“Please put on your seatbelt, sir,” said his driver, “and you, young lady.” Jungkook quickly helped me before putting on his. For some reason, he seemed awfully happy about going to the beach. A few minutes later, I broke the awkward silence.
“So,” I began, “where’s Kim Soohyun?”
“He’s visiting his family in America.” He let out another wishful sigh, "One day, I’ll visit my family, too.”
“Are you talking about your parents?”
“No, I’m talking about my future kids and wife.” Jeon Jungkook winked at me. What is that even supposed to mean? Was that intentional? Oh, I just realised! I’m still wearing my work clothes!
“O-okay, then. Why are we going there?”
“The beach? I want to relive some memories made there.”
“Do you own a house there?”
“Yes. I used to live there. It’s pretty empty now. What about your house?”
“I don’t live there anymore. My old one, I mean.”
“That explains a lot.” What explains a lot? Is he stalking me? Is he sending spies to investigate me? Why is he being so shady all of a sudden? After a long while, we finally arrived. Well, we arrived at the beach town. It oddly felt familiar.
“It’s almost 10,” Mr. Jeon stated, “so please come back to pick us at 12:00. We have a meeting back at Seoul at 3.” We?
“Is the ride back three hours long?” I asked as the line of cars rode off. Don’t they normally wait for Jeon Jungkook?
“No, but we have to get ready.” We have to get ready? We?
“For what? What do you mean?”
He grinned and put his finger on his lips. “It’s secret!” he teased. Oh poop. I hope he doesn’t kidnap me. A while later, a I-should-have-known-this-sooner fact hit me.
“Naksan Beach? This is my hometown!” I commented. We continued to walk on the gravel toward the actual beach; I was following his tapping footsteps. Most of the shops we walked past were still opening up. The town, aside from the minor changes, looked the same. There was JESSICA'S WONDERLAND candy shop I loved when I was small, the 2PM nightclub my friends always wanted me to go to, the Standing Egg cafe I went to after school, and even that bookstore with my VIXX catalogs and Jin's SISTAR magazines. I wonder how my brother is. Does Jin live here anymore? Does he remember me? Eventually, I felt another vibe from Mr. Jeon; his happy walking pace slowed down. Soon, Mr. Jeon abruptly stopped at a Jungkook’s dim-lighted family restaurant.
Could he actually be the Jungkook from the many years back? Is he the Jungkook I personally knew? No, he can’t be. Mr. Jeon is the son of a rich old man who owns a third of Korea. The Jeon Jungkook who lived here was the son of a chicken restaurant owner. There’s no possible way unless Jungkook’s dad is actually CEO Jeon. Could he? No way.
“Are you hungry, Mr. Jeon?” I peered into a clock shop, "It’s 10:17 now. I know a shop that should be already opened.”
“Please call me Jungkook. You don’t have to be so formal with me. And no, I’m not hungry at all.” I’m a bit hungry myself though. Do I wait for him to decide where and when? What if I just go to eat first? Should I eat tteokbokki? Jajangmyeon? Fish cake? Am I paying for the meal? At one point, I blanked out and the thought of food and walked right into his broad back. Luckily, he laughed it out instead of being upset. How embarrassing!
My stomach must have grumbled a bit because he soon took ahold of my hand and led me into a nearby convenience store. He chose a few things and paid for them: a few sausages, some meat buns, two samgak kimbap, and a couple of milk boxes. Throughout the whole process of choosing, buying, and selling, I was awkwardly following him in the shop. With his cheap store-bought food in a plastic bag in one hand and his leather Gucci wallet in one hand, I giggled a bit at the sight.
Later on, we finally made it to the beach of burning white sand, laced with sea-foam. It was somewhat empty; a few children laughing at angry crabs were in the far distance. The salty air, the sky beaming blue, the frigid wind; my home was always here, waiting. Mr. Jeon and I sat on a pair of white plastic chairs that were firmly stuck to the ground under the shade of an old tree. He unwrapped the food and handed it to me, dividing the share into two.
“This is going to be our lunch. I hope you don’t mind.” Jungkook mentioned out loud. He smiled and started to eat. His eyes fluttered closed and his body soon slouched down in his chair, his legs extending outwards. He seemed more relaxed and comfortable; perhaps his work was tiring him out. “Ah, this is so relaxing."
“Is this all we’re having?” I asked, “Not that I’m complaining or anything. I was just wondering.”
“The dinner is a buffet so we should save some room in our belly.”
“Am I having dinner with you?" Am I having dinner with him? Free food? But I have night shift… "I have a job to be at.”
“Don’t worry. I got Mr. Min and Mr. Jung got it under control. I asked for him to explain your bosses.”
“Mr. Min and Mr. Jung?”
“My dad’s secretaries. I don’t have one yet. But I’m fine without one-“
“Why are you doing this? How do you know my bosses?”
“It’s not hard to track that down.”
“Have you been stalking me?”
“If you put it that way-“
“I’m sorry for being rude, but who are you to mess with my work life? I need to work. It’s how I live.”
“I’m just trying-“
“I don’t know where you’re taking me tonight, but I really think I should go-“
“I’m your boyfriend.” The heir of One Jeon Corps., Jeon Jungkook, my boyfriend?
“What?”
“D-don’t you remember me? Jeon Jungkook?” By the time he said that, he was sitting upright with empty plastic food wrap crumpled in his hands.
“That doesn’t make sense! There’s no way he’s you. You’re from One Jeon Corps. He’s-“
“A single child from a chicken restaurant.” There was an awkward pause before I continued my questioning.
“How do you know him? Have you been looking into my personal life, too?"
“Is it really that hard to explain? I’m Jeon Jungkook! I’m your boyfriend from high school! Minji!” Jungkook stood up and faced me with watery eyes, saying "You made a promise!”
I felt dazed, and everything that happened after that like a dream that never happened. I couldn’t recall what happened after that. Attempting to control my mixed emotions, I started to cry. It was a fusion of happiness, confusion, and love. Eventually, he pulled me into a hug. Jungkook, being the person he always was, soon gave an excited yet sweet peck on my lips.
JUNGKOOK’S POV
After giving her a kiss, she continued to cry in my arms.
"How are you feeling?" I asked in her ear.
"It all feels unreal. I still can't believe it."
I pulled her head to my chest and said, “You may be weak, careless, and maybe dense sometimes, but deep down in my heart, I will love you and only you."
Time slowly passes by and I'm still in bad shape. Each day has become one hazy blur of emotions; sometimes, I don't even know what to feel. I see people talking with friends, going on their phones in the subway, and going out and about in their own life. I feel like just another prop in the background on a big stage. The main actors in the spotlight? Not me. I'm probably just a side character to my own story. Is life really a fairy tale? Is it just a fake fantasy? Will I ever meet a Prince Charming? Jungkook, where could you be-
"It's been a long day hasn't it?" someone asked.
I snapped out of my thoughts and faced the shirt of a middle-aged woman (Kim Misook) who was emptying a shopping basket onto the table. I avoided her eye-contact to dodge the possible awkwardness between us. Quickly scanning the barcodes her groceries, I try to grasp what was going on, the electronic cash register beeping at my right side.
"Oh, hello," I said, "thank you for coming to our supermarket. We hope you come again."
The lady, handing me her lettuce and other vegetables, asked another question. "Are you alright, young lady?"
"I'm a bit tired, but I'm fine, thank you." Straining my vision, I tried to keep my half-opened eyes wide open.
"Fine never means fine," she mumbled to herself before clearing her throat, "Well, I'm your last customer so after we're done, dear, get some good rest." In response, I simply nodded my head.
Back at home, I crept into the house. The clock- we only had one and that was in the living room- showed that the time was a bit past 1. I'll just eat dinner in the morning and then have brunch. About a week later, after I started being an afternoon supermarket-employee, I met “Mr. Jeon, Jeon Jungkook of One Jeon Corps.” back at the cafe in the early morning. Most of the time, customers don’t arrive at until 7 in the morning. How weird. Jungkook must start work early as well. I greeted him and he greeted me back before I questioned what he wanted to eat.
“What do you want today, Mr. Jeon? You’re our first customer today.”
“Minji,” he winced a bit, “do you remember me now?” How could I not remember him? With confidence, I replied back.
“You’re Jeon Jungkook from One Jeon Corps.” I couldn’t help but smile. “Did I get that right?”
“I suppose so. Hey, Minji,” he sighed, “I’ve had a long month. We should take a break from work. Let’s go to the beach together!” The beach? So random! Today is Friday so I have to be a cafe barista, supermarket employee, and-
< (not related but heehee)“Can we please go another time?” I sighed, "I don’t think I’m free today-“
“Hey, you!” Mr. Jeon pointed at my coworker, Ji Soo.
Ji Soo pointed at himself in confusion. “Are you talking to me?” What’s going on?
“Yes, you! I’m going to borrow Minji today, okay?” Jungkook laughed out loud, “See you tomorrow!" He came behind the counter and took my hand, dragging me outside into one of those black cars before Ji Soo could finish saying, “Oh my gosh! You’re Jeon Jungkook!” Thankfully, I managed to grab my backpack before heading out.
“Please put on your seatbelt, sir,” said his driver, “and you, young lady.” Jungkook quickly helped me before putting on his. For some reason, he seemed awfully happy about going to the beach. A few minutes later, I broke the awkward silence.
“So,” I began, “where’s Kim Soohyun?”
“He’s visiting his family in America.” He let out another wishful sigh, "One day, I’ll visit my family, too.”
“Are you talking about your parents?”
“No, I’m talking about my future kids and wife.” Jeon Jungkook winked at me. What is that even supposed to mean? Was that intentional? Oh, I just realised! I’m still wearing my work clothes!
“O-okay, then. Why are we going there?”
“The beach? I want to relive some memories made there.”
“Do you own a house there?”
“Yes. I used to live there. It’s pretty empty now. What about your house?”
“I don’t live there anymore. My old one, I mean.”
“That explains a lot.” What explains a lot? Is he stalking me? Is he sending spies to investigate me? Why is he being so shady all of a sudden? After a long while, we finally arrived. Well, we arrived at the beach town. It oddly felt familiar.
“It’s almost 10,” Mr. Jeon stated, “so please come back to pick us at 12:00. We have a meeting back at Seoul at 3.” We?
“Is the ride back three hours long?” I asked as the line of cars rode off. Don’t they normally wait for Jeon Jungkook?
“No, but we have to get ready.” We have to get ready? We?
“For what? What do you mean?”
He grinned and put his finger on his lips. “It’s secret!” he teased. Oh poop. I hope he doesn’t kidnap me. A while later, a I-should-have-known-this-sooner fact hit me.
“Naksan Beach? This is my hometown!” I commented. We continued to walk on the gravel toward the actual beach; I was following his tapping footsteps. Most of the shops we walked past were still opening up. The town, aside from the minor changes, looked the same. There was JESSICA'S WONDERLAND candy shop I loved when I was small, the 2PM nightclub my friends always wanted me to go to, the Standing Egg cafe I went to after school, and even that bookstore with my VIXX catalogs and Jin's SISTAR magazines. I wonder how my brother is. Does Jin live here anymore? Does he remember me? Eventually, I felt another vibe from Mr. Jeon; his happy walking pace slowed down. Soon, Mr. Jeon abruptly stopped at a Jungkook’s dim-lighted family restaurant.
Could he actually be the Jungkook from the many years back? Is he the Jungkook I personally knew? No, he can’t be. Mr. Jeon is the son of a rich old man who owns a third of Korea. The Jeon Jungkook who lived here was the son of a chicken restaurant owner. There’s no possible way unless Jungkook’s dad is actually CEO Jeon. Could he? No way.
“Are you hungry, Mr. Jeon?” I peered into a clock shop, "It’s 10:17 now. I know a shop that should be already opened.”
“Please call me Jungkook. You don’t have to be so formal with me. And no, I’m not hungry at all.” I’m a bit hungry myself though. Do I wait for him to decide where and when? What if I just go to eat first? Should I eat tteokbokki? Jajangmyeon? Fish cake? Am I paying for the meal? At one point, I blanked out and the thought of food and walked right into his broad back. Luckily, he laughed it out instead of being upset. How embarrassing!
My stomach must have grumbled a bit because he soon took ahold of my hand and led me into a nearby convenience store. He chose a few things and paid for them: a few sausages, some meat buns, two samgak kimbap, and a couple of milk boxes. Throughout the whole process of choosing, buying, and selling, I was awkwardly following him in the shop. With his cheap store-bought food in a plastic bag in one hand and his leather Gucci wallet in one hand, I giggled a bit at the sight.
Later on, we finally made it to the beach of burning white sand, laced with sea-foam. It was somewhat empty; a few children laughing at angry crabs were in the far distance. The salty air, the sky beaming blue, the frigid wind; my home was always here, waiting. Mr. Jeon and I sat on a pair of white plastic chairs that were firmly stuck to the ground under the shade of an old tree. He unwrapped the food and handed it to me, dividing the share into two.
“This is going to be our lunch. I hope you don’t mind.” Jungkook mentioned out loud. He smiled and started to eat. His eyes fluttered closed and his body soon slouched down in his chair, his legs extending outwards. He seemed more relaxed and comfortable; perhaps his work was tiring him out. “Ah, this is so relaxing."
“Is this all we’re having?” I asked, “Not that I’m complaining or anything. I was just wondering.”
“The dinner is a buffet so we should save some room in our belly.”
“Am I having dinner with you?" Am I having dinner with him? Free food? But I have night shift… "I have a job to be at.”
“Don’t worry. I got Mr. Min and Mr. Jung got it under control. I asked for him to explain your bosses.”
“Mr. Min and Mr. Jung?”
“My dad’s secretaries. I don’t have one yet. But I’m fine without one-“
“Why are you doing this? How do you know my bosses?”
“It’s not hard to track that down.”
“Have you been stalking me?”
“If you put it that way-“
“I’m sorry for being rude, but who are you to mess with my work life? I need to work. It’s how I live.”
“I’m just trying-“
“I don’t know where you’re taking me tonight, but I really think I should go-“
“I’m your boyfriend.” The heir of One Jeon Corps., Jeon Jungkook, my boyfriend?
“What?”
“D-don’t you remember me? Jeon Jungkook?” By the time he said that, he was sitting upright with empty plastic food wrap crumpled in his hands.
“That doesn’t make sense! There’s no way he’s you. You’re from One Jeon Corps. He’s-“
“A single child from a chicken restaurant.” There was an awkward pause before I continued my questioning.
“How do you know him? Have you been looking into my personal life, too?"
“Is it really that hard to explain? I’m Jeon Jungkook! I’m your boyfriend from high school! Minji!” Jungkook stood up and faced me with watery eyes, saying "You made a promise!”
I felt dazed, and everything that happened after that like a dream that never happened. I couldn’t recall what happened after that. Attempting to control my mixed emotions, I started to cry. It was a fusion of happiness, confusion, and love. Eventually, he pulled me into a hug. Jungkook, being the person he always was, soon gave an excited yet sweet peck on my lips.
JUNGKOOK’S POV
After giving her a kiss, she continued to cry in my arms.
"How are you feeling?" I asked in her ear.
"It all feels unreal. I still can't believe it."
I pulled her head to my chest and said, “You may be weak, careless, and maybe dense sometimes, but deep down in my heart, I will love you and only you."
Notes
I have a lot planned out for the next few chapters so I hope you will all wait patiently!
WUAHAHAHA Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year~
Yay pls do more I love it soo far :)
8/10/17