I was so anxious when the plane landed at Incheon. I can’t even start to describe how I feel. For some reasoned the trip from the airport to Gang-nam took forever when it was not even rush hour.  I can’t sit still on the car and I kept nagging our driver to go faster. Nothing really matters now – not even our safety – only Dara.

While Dara was away, I kept monitoring her whereabouts online as well as sending her messages and calling her at night. We didn’t talked about our issues instead it was more on hi, hello, how are things going for you thingy. I just wanted her to feel my presence and let her know that I truly care for her and I’m dead serious when I said that I will do my best to win her back.

After hyung left my apartment, I called Dara right away. I wanted to set a meeting with her as soon as possible however she was in the middle of a photo shoot and told me she won’t be available until 9:00pm. I asked her to come to my apartment but she was adamant about it. She said that she won’t be going to my apartment anymore. I was surprised – Waeyo? - but when she explained that she doesn’t want to offend more fans and add to the fire... I totally understand what she meant; so I told her that I will find us a safe and private place to meet and will just send her the address.

What kind of life is this? I can’t even have some privacy in my own apartment.  Don’t this people have their own lives? Why do they insist on camping outside my place even in this cold weather? Don’t get me wrong? I love and care for my fans but seriously stalking me at home is not a thing to be thankful for. It’s beyond sanity – totally absurd.

I need to look for a perfect place for us  to meet – fast.  2ne1’s apartment is off limits. Blackjacks are there and Bom noona too so that’s a big NO-NO. Su Young noona’s living alone but she’s too nosy. Junsu’s apartment is within this building so it won’t do.  Only one person is left – Yoochunnie. I just hope he’s not using his old place today ‘coz I needed it badly. Yes – though Yoochun bought a new house he still kept his old place discreetly. Fans stopped going there since he moved out so whenever he needed a place for himself he uses it.

I called Yoochun right away and asked permission to use his place. Thankfully his hide out was available. We’re not even done talking I was already on my way out to go to his house for the keys. Seriously, if Dara and I can’t meet in my apartment I need to find us another place. We can’t keep on using Yoochun’s. Fans will eventually find out about it and when they do Yoochunnie will also be affected.

I arrived at Yoochun’s old house 2 hours before our agreed time bringing with me a lot of groceries. I was using my friend’s car but as soon as the security saw me he allowed me to get in however before I pass I told him that I’m expecting someone and told him the same password I told Dara.

As soon as I enter the house, I put myself to work. I need to clean and arrange the place a little and cook us dinner; and by quarter to 9:00PM I was already done. I practiced what I was going to say to her. The moment I had been waiting for has come and I can’t mess it up. It’s now or never. I kept on checking the clock.  A knowing smile formed on my lips as I imagined Dara’s face but I was also apprehensive as soon as I remember what we’ve been through. Seriously, I can’t sit still and I’m sweating. Sweating in this cold weather...Seriously, I am freaking out.

Sandara’s POV

“Yah~ Park Bom it’s almost 9:00pm... Open this damn door!” I yelled. Our schedule was finished early so I decided to go back to our dorm to freshen up before meeting Joongie. However, Bom got this brilliant idea and locked me inside my room for the past 30 minutes.

“Unnie...” Minzy called out for Bom.

“I warn you maknae... don’t even think about it.” Bom scowled.

“Why?” Minzy asked innocently.

“CL ... please... help me” I called out again.

“Aigoo~ Minzy-ah.... It’s a golden rule that girls should make their man wait. Don’t you know that?” Bom stated. “... Especially if that punk is named Kim Jae Joong.” She smirked.

“Unnie....” Minzy turned to CL for help feeling sorry for her Dara noona.

“Leave me out ... “CL said nonchalantly as she continued munching on her chips while watching TV.

“CL –ro... Minzy-ah.... please open the door... please...” Dara begged.

Twenty minutes later, Bom finally decided to let me out. I grabbed my bag and car keys as I rushed to the door as soon as I heard the knob ticked.

“Park Bom... Are you out of your mind? I’m late... really late...” I growled as soon as I come face to face with her on the other side of the door.

She smirked and cooed, “Dara... you’ve waited for him to apologize for weeks and you can’t even let him wait for an hour. Seriously... you are so obvious. For goodness sake, have some pride.”

“Aish~...” As I turned my back and head out.

But before I can stepped out, Bom called “Sandara Park... remember what Su Young and I told you. Do your job well. Arasso?”  I turned around and stick my tongue out to Bom then run.

It took me 20 minutes to reach Yoochun’s place. As I turned towards the basement parking, I scanned the place for paparazzi and fans. Joongie was right; the area was empty at this time of the day. I stopped in front of the security and rolled down the window. If the guard was surprised to see me, it was not shown on his face – very professional. When I told him I was there to go to Yoochun’s place, he immediately asked me for the password. When I told him that “Goddess” is the password he immediately let me in.  I smiled to myself. He was indeed brief properly.

Jaejoong’s POV

I have been calling the security to check for Dara for the nth time the past hour and I still haven’t heard from her. Did her schedule run late? I wondered. I don’t want to call and bother her so I urged myself to be a little patient. Each minute that passes is a torture to me. The food is getting cold and I’m really worried that she won’t show up. No! I have to endure it. I have to have faith. I know she’s coming.

I jolted when I finally heard the door bell ring. I rushed to the door; took a deep breath twice to help relax my nerves. I plastered a small smile on my face when I open the door. There standing in front of me was my Dara wearing her favourite big orange beanie, white shirt, black coat and pants, grey mid calf uggs, and a wide grey cotton scarf covering half of her face. It’s the first time I saw her with those shoes and she looked so cute. I had to will myself to stop from pinching her reddish cheeks too. It was also the first time I noticed her new hair colour and it suited her well. I love it. What a beauty standing in front of me but I had to focus on the matter on hand. I can’t screw up.

I don’t know how long I had been standing there looking at her. I was mesmerized. She was staring at me too; maybe wondering why it took me so long to let her in because she was moving her head slowly from left to right and her eyes were cutely blinking. GaHD! I’m hyperventilating for her cuteness. I swear if she’s going to act like that on national television, I can’t even imagined how many more fan boys she’ll gain – I’ll surely be charged for starting a holocaust by then. Aigoo~ what am I thinking? I’m having paranoia again.

“Eehhmmmm....” I heard her clear loudly looking at me with a furrowed brow. “Are we going to stand there the whole night? “ She said bluntly as she walked past me taking off her scarf and coat, “My feet are hurting and I don’t have all the time in the world.”