A week after making up with Sehun, Jongin and I were coming together again. I was happier then ever, Jongin finally remembered me, well not really remembered me but he did recall moments we had together, though the ones he remembers are of thing's I'd like not him not to. Sigh, even if he remember's kissing me and hugging me, he doesn't remember his feelings for me or our past or how we even came to be, so to me it felt like I still didn't touch into his memory. I wasn't going to be satisfied until he remembered the reason why he loves me. I was dreaming happily about me and Jongin in the future, we were finally married, had two amazing kids, and a beau- "AHHH" A ear shattering scream woke me up. Instantly I looked around for Jongin, I patted around the bed only to find the pillows. "OMG HELP ME! CHANYEOL" Jongin screamed again, I ran out our shared bedroom into the kitchen. I entered the kitchen to see Jongin sitting on the counter holding a spatula. "KILL IT, NOW OR I'LL KILL YOU" I smiled looking down to see a roach, yes I know they were disgusting but I haven't seen this side of Jongin in a long time so I decided to play with him abit even if it meant that my life may or may not be in danger. "Oh Good Morning Jongin" I walked to the fridge to pull out the milk "What on earth is the matter?" I stated, my voice oozing with sarcasm. I almost gave up my act at the death stare Jongin was shooting me, so I decided to pour the milk in a glass and drink it. "Well if you just wanted to see my face I guess I'll head ba-" "N-No...wait C-Channie, k-kill it please" Jongin stuttered, I could tell he was almost to tears. I sighed. Finally putting my cup down, I grabbed a shoe that was near the door, and used it to kill the bug. I made sure to get mine or Jongin would freak out and never wear that shoe pair every again. Taking paper to pick it up I threw it out and then washed my hands throughly. Jongin wasn't a clean freak but he had extra pre-cautions for bugs. We stood there in silenece as I looked at him and he nodded, going back to whatever he was doing before. I smiled, he was coming back to me...finally. I was heading back upstair's to go back to sleep but I was stopped by a slight tugging on my sleeve. I turned around to see Jon