The 7th Year | Kim SeokJin

chapter 6

Rachel's anxiety was through the roof. Even after another glass of wine to just get past the idea she was now apart of a criminal activity involving Jin escaping the room.

She would give it to him though, he had thought this through. He had set his plan. Even had thought about what to do/what would happen if something were to go awry.

Her foot nervously tapped on its own as she waited one block away for him to come. She was sitting outside a coffee shop where her car was parked on the street just as he instructed; the nightlife of the city bustling around her.

He said he was dressed in a grey shirt which turns out was a popular color that evening.

Then, after she had tapped a worried hole in the floor she saw him.

She stood up with a gasp, startling the probable drunk guy who flung his body away as if he was scaref. She muttered a sorry.

Jin wasn't looking for her. Sure he was still a distance away, at least two blocks, but she knew she could recognize that hatted head anywhere. His walk gave him away too. It had been so many years but she had remembered. She was proud of herself.

He was cued in on a bright neon sign, the exact one he said to park near because that's where he was headed.

She casually waited until he crossed the street, and began walking away herself - both's final destination to her car.

It wasn't hard to miss the car in the streets of Los Angeles. It was baby blue, expensive, yet old so no one really paid any attention to it. She pressed the button to unlock her car as she neared it at least 500 times, her heart racing as she climbed inside and waited for her passenger.

Jin's face read he was calm; but Rachel noticed he was walking fast. Maybe excitement, maybe trouble - he climbed into the passenger seat.

She drove.

Her heartbeat was about the same rhythm as the pistons in her car. Pumping fast to control the adrenaline, or gasoline, cursing through it.

"Where am I going Jin?" She asked waiting until 5 minutes had passed on the clock.

He wasn't going to speak now?

"Rachel its your city." He sighed. He seemed.... tired. He adjusted inside his seat and smiled. "Take me to your apartment, take me to get a beer, we can go on a date if you want."

Rachel's mind flooded with possible places to bring a momentarily hidden public figure ... into the public. It was dark, that played to her advantage.

"Do you like beer?" She curiously yet cautiously asked. She knew this was a bad idea the second she asked.

"Do I have a penis?" He answered in her same tone and she rolled her eyes. "Typical wife answer." He huffed looking out the window.

"My friend works at this place." She said carefully. "Do you know what Oktoberfest is?"

"Yeah." Jin said slowly, sudden pictures of Oktoberfest coming into his mind and it wasn't quiet and secluded, hell, romantic at all.

"At OUR apartment..." she corrected with narrow eyes, " I will text my friend who works there and see if she can get us in. They have these little booths in the back, its cool. Very private. A little loud, yes, but the atmosphere is worth it." She was rambling and she knew it. She was nervous.

Did she pick up her apartment? She had left to go meet Jin... not Jin go there. She hoped no bras lie astray, or something be out of place. She didn't have anything to hide she just wanted it to be perfect for Jin.