Remember To Remember Me| KJM

Chapter Forty-One

They were all at Emma's house, the girls and the boys had offered to help set the table or even make dinner, but the girl's parents would not accept and asked them to make themselves comfortable in the living room while Emma helped her parents.

Dad was setting the table while Emma helped Mom make dinner. The girl seemed to be distracted which was slightly annoying the woman because she had already called her five times and she only answered in the fourth time. The mother sighed deeply and turned down the stove and pulled the girl, crossing her arms.

"Alright, what's going on?" 

"What? Nothing." Emma responds, confused by her mother's sudden approach.

"Don't even try to fool me, Emma. " Her mother says uncrossing her arms and approaching the stove again. "I can clearly see that there's something going on in your mind."

"Suho is leaving in three days again. I guess I'm just sad about it." Emma shrugs leaning against the kitchen counter.

"Long distance relationships are hard, I think you already knew that when you started dating him." Her mother says as she was checking the food with a wooden spoon.

"I guess I just didn't know it was gonna be this complicated." Emma sighs, her mother put the spoon on the counter and wiped her hands on her apron.

"Did he ever think about coming to Denmark?"

"He did. " Emma replies. "But– But the fact that he might not get a job here is holding him back."

"At least he has his head in the right place." Her mother says with a smile. 

"Can't Dad help?"

"Have you talked with him about it?" Her mother asks, Emma shakes her head. "Maybe if you ask, he might."

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Dinner went quick. Everyone was hungry because Emma's mother had forbidden them to eat cookies or other sweets. For the guests, Emma's mother was the typical grandmother who didn't let them eat sweets but then filled them with homemade food until they would roll home.

They had finished dinner, and since their mother had made dinner and Emma was distracted all the time, it was only fair that Emma and Dad cleared the table. The two of them got up a bit sulky which made the rest of them laugh. They put the dishes down in the sink and before they went back into the room, Emma touched her father's arm.

"Dad, I have something that I want to talk with you." Emma starts. "And ask. You know I'm dating Suho. Well, he wants to move to Denmark but I need your help for that to happen."

"And how can I help?" Her father asks as he crosses his arms trying to understand what Emma wanted. 

"Do you think you can offer him a job?" Emma asks with a smile. He chuckles.

"I can make him an interview and if he does well and fits the company profiles he can have the job." Her father says. "But it's the only thing I can do."

"Thank you so so so much, dad!" Emma hugs her father. "Can you do his interview as soon as possible?"

"If he has time, he can stop by this week." He says. "You just have to warn me first." 

"He'll leave in three days, it has to be before he leaves."

"Talk to him and then tell me something."  

The man says before he leaves the kitchen again and goes back to the living room. Emma was super excited and went after her father.  They were all sitting on the couch again talking to each other. Anneliese and Kai were talking to Suho and continuing to offer them the room they have free while he has no place of his own. Suho eventually surrendered. After much talk and again pouting, Emma convinced her parents to let Suho spend the night, but they had to leave the door open all night, if they didn't want one of them to sleep on the couch.

Rhea was getting tired and decided to go home. As it was already late, Anneliese and Kai decided to go too and so they could leave the girl at home, because they did not want her to go alone. Emma's parents were still in the room. Her mother watching her typical novel and her father reading his book. The couple said good night to their parents and went up to Emma's room. Suho was sitting in the swivel chair on Emma's desk while she was undressing by the wardrobe. 

"How willing are you to go to a job interview tomorrow?" Emma asks while she puts on some black shorts, and turns around to him.

"A job interview? What are you talking about?" Suho asks, confused, stopping turning the chair.

"I may have asked my father for a small favor." She answers by sitting on the bed and putting on an old T-shirt.

"Emma– you didn't have to do that." 

"Yes, I had." She replies with a smile.

"Thank you." Suho thanks. "I accept anything I can get. A job is really the only thing left to move here, since I was already offered a place to stay for a while." Emma shakes her head, chuckling.

"Right. Or Anneliese would kick your ass." 

"She would." He laughs, and gets up from the chair and sits on the girl's bed. "But when I'm settled, we're going to search for a place of our own. Just the two of us." Emma gets down on her knees on the bed and goes to Suho hugging him.

"Sounds good to me." She replies giving him a kiss on the cheek.

****

The blonde and Kai had just come home, Anneliese threw her things on the couch and went into the bedroom where she started undressing, the girl was just lying in her underwear on the bed with her phone while Kai had gone to the kitchen to drink water and get his phone charger. He went back to the bedroom and laughed at the blonde.  

"Are you thinking about getting dressed at all or...?" Kai asks by putting the charger on the bedside table, and looking at her.

"Maybe in half an hour?" She shurgs. "When the laziness leaves my body."

"So you just plan on torturing me like that?" The boy laughs, shaking his head and taking off his shirt.

"I hadn't even thought about it, but now that you're talking." Anneliese says. "Yes."

"I've been nothing but good to you and this is how you pay me back?" Kai asks lying next to Anneliese. He puts his hand on the blonde's waist and pulls her.

"You can see it as torture or a reward. Your call."

"It's only a reward if I'm allowed to take if off." He says among little kisses that he placed it on the girl's neck, and taking the hand that held her waist to her thigh. "It's torture if you're just going to make me watch."