Tell Me Our Past as a Bedtime Story [Hiatus]
Description
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Jongin wakes up one morning to find it is thirteen years into the future. To top it off, he finds himself in bed with a complete stranger that claims to be his wife and writes on a whiteboard to talk. The year is 2027 and Jongin thinks it is still 2014 and he is still in his twenties. The last thing he remembers is attending a TVXQ! concert after the MAMA awards. What happened to him in the past thirteen years? What happened to the rest of Exo? What even made him forget thirteen years of his life in the first place? Will he choose to continue living with his wife in hopes of remembering everything? Or will he leave to fulfill a life to make up for the lost time? His wife can only hope for the former as she tells him the crazy stories of how they came to be every night as bedtime stories.
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Foreword
Certain members of Exo were known for their short statures, but the other occupant in the bed with Jongin had a much smaller frame. The long, black hair along with the scent of peaches was a definite indication that his previous assumption wasn’t correct.
Arms were untangled and the comforter was violently ripped off with some difficulty in haste to get away from the unknown bed intruder. To hell with the cold, there was a complete stranger in the bed! The last time Jongin checked, he was only a lady-killer on stage and didn’t actually women back to his bedroom. Contrary to what the masses of fans believe he usually slept alone - occasionally accompanied by plushies given as fan gifts or with other band members, but not in a sense that fans contrived through their fan fictions. Forced to be awake from the sudden actions, the female sat up to stretch noiselessly and rubbed her eyes, blinking afterwards to focus her sight.
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For all he knows, she could come back with drugs or something if she managed to get him to what he presumed was her bedroom. After all, the room was definitely not one from the Exo dorm. Filing through his memory, he couldn’t recall a single event that led him to be held hostage by a sasaeng.
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“Kyungsoo hyung, what is the date today?”
“Did you seriously call me just to ask that question?!”
“Hyung, I am very serious. Please just answer me.”
“It’s December 5th.”
“But what year?”
“2027, why? Jongin, are you really okay? Are you sick or anything? Is Yerin with you?”
“No hyung, how can it be 2027? And who the hell is Yerin?!”
“Oh my god, Jongin. Yerin is your wife you’ve been married to for two years now and currently living with you. Wait there, I’m coming immediately. Get dressed because we are going to visit the doctor.”
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“I’m not going crazy, am I? It’s not possible that I just suddenly don’t remember the last thirteen years of my life,” Jongin tried slapping his cheeks, believing everything could have just been a dream.
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A/N: Hey guys, I'm a newbie author on AF! I hope that you guys will like this hopefully funny story. I unintentionally kind of made it to be like 1001 Arabian Nights if you get my reference. Sorry in advance if there are any errors! I'll be posting whenever I have free time. Anyway, enjoy~ (>.<)y
Will be editing format here and there. Sorry for the crappy poster I made!
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~Audrey
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