Creating a Connection (male reader x Momo) *Hiatus*

Memory Trouble and Bedtime Sparring ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Ch. 7

-Hmm...I can't seem to "remember" the last part of the last chapter. Eh? Eh? Ok ok fine! But one more! Ahem... "I drove to my neighborhood before hitting a few speed bumps along the way. Though, there weren't speed bumps in my neighborhood." Ok fine! Let's go on a trip down memory lane in the story!-

Y/n POV (Dream)

I woke up in a small bed. I looked at my hands and noticed a smaller version of my hands. I looked around and saw a very familiar room. I got ip fast and left my old room. I saw two people who I have missed so much.

Y/n: Mom! Dad!

I ran to them only to pass through them as they disappeared and turning into smoke. I searched around the house to look for them and finally reached the kitchen. I saw a dark figure with a bleeding knife. I cried with sadness and rage and charged at the man. I tried punching him but only to pass right through him. I saw a knife pointed at me only to wake up in the dorm rooms with Momo. Momo looked worried as she was above me. I breathed heavily and looked around the room. Momo cupped my face in worry as she stared into my eyes.

Momo: Y/n! Are you ok? You were sweating and your body grew warmer! Was it a nightmare?

Y/n: Yeah...sorry if I woke you up. It was just a bad dream.

Momo: But you kept muttering "mom" and "dad". Did you imagine that something happened to them? Aren't they in the US?

Y/n: I guess it's about time I told you this. When I was younger, I had biological parents. When I was younger, my real parents went to work as I visited a friends place. They had the key to my house and dropped me off to sleep as my parents got home. I slept for awhile until I heard some items break. I decided to check it out and found blood streams leading to the kitchen. I was tired and it was dark so I couldn't tell what it was at the time and I entered to room. Only to find my parents...dead. I saw a figure standing over their bodies before looking at me. He grabbed me and had a knife pointed towards me. I blanked out and found myself in a hospital. As soon as I woke up, I met two of the greatest people to have taken care of me since. Without them, I wouldn't be here. They fed me, gave me a home to live in, trained me, and even embarrassed me like families do... I owe it to them for giving me a new purpose. Not that I dislike my adopted parents, but I do wish that I did the same as growing up with my real parents. If they could see me now all grown up, with a girlfriend and friends, they would be very happy to have seen me grow.

I heard some sniffing from Momo as she had some tears. I pulled her in by the waist for a side hug. She cried on the sad story I told and I did shed some tears myself but did it silently. I kissed Momo on her cheek as we both calmed down. I lied back down to see Momo climb up and lay on my chest. We both fell asleep as the remainder of the night.

??? POV

-Does some voodoo type stuff with the murmuring and whispering-

-Morning time!-

I felt cold to wake up in an empty bed. For some reason, this room looked familiar. I got up and looked at my hands and body. I seemed to be a built man with scars. I walked to a mirror and touched my face. I looked around and saw a handsome person that seems to be me.

'Who am I...'

I walk out the room and found multiple doors. I went into an elevator and pressed the main room. I saw several people look at me and had a questionable amount of people that stared at me. Then, a beautiful women walked to me with a smile and suddenly kissed me. I felt my face turn red as everyone laughed. I was so confused.

Momo: -giggles- Y/n, your reaction is adorable!

Y/n: Y/n? Is that me?

Momo: Of course silly! Did you hit your head and forget everything?