i slept | jaeyong

- memories are gone... for now.

o n e

sighs.

the love of my life; lee taeyong. how are you? you and i were inseparable back then. they said that we deeply loved each other and i know they weren't lying.

i remember us intertwining our hands while walking to our university; those hangouts after class; those genuine laughters because of your jokes, i used to say that it wasn't funny but i thought — i needed it. i need your jokes. i need you, my taeyong.

and if i have a chance to be yours and for you to be mine again, i wouldn't lose it. but how can i have a chance when you're the one who isn't here?

🦋

i usually wake up facing my black wall in my apartment, i usually hate it when i see that black wall thinking why i'm still not in heaven. just kidding.

but today, i woke up with this all-white room. i just moved a little for me to be comfortable but i found these wires connected to my body. what happened?

to reduce my confusion, i started to find my phone - the date says; february 14. and as far as i remember, i slept last...

when did i sleep?

yesterday? no. but when?

why... what is happening?

the door suddenly opened with this familiar boy who looks like he's ready to spank me anytime but he won't, right? i slapped myself to stop those thoughts that aren't actually helping.

i read his nameplate and it says,

mark zeus lee?

"what a lame name. oh, rhyme." i coughed.

oh, his second name is similar to taeyong's. as far as i remember, zius is taeyong's second name.

oh to have a second name. i thought.

seriously, jaehyun? if this boy could hear my thoughts, i just know he'll thought that i'm crazy. my thoughts didn't help my confusion at all - that why i woke up in year 2022.

"ehem. mr. jung jaehyun, you slept last february 14, 2020 and you're finally awake. do you feel dizzy or anything? or do you remember something you did before you slept that day?"

his question made me stop daydreaming. i shrugged.

"i guess you don't. my brother told me to check on you. he's concerned to death, jaehyun."

"so, you are taeyong's brother?!" i yelled and i don't know fucking why. i am mad already and i don't know why - am i mad to a specific person named mark lee? or am i mad because i woke up after two fucking years while i don't remember anything?

or am i mad because i want to have taeyong's presence here.. beside me?

based on his reactions, he didn't like the way i yelled to him. "no shit, sherlock." he rolled his eyes to me hardly. "so, you really don't remember anything?" this boy really getting into my nerves. i thought. "no shit, sherlock." he, again, rolled his eyes to me. attitude.

he sighed. "you had an accident with taeyong hyung last two years. and yes, taeyong is my older brother, jung jaehyun." he literally emphasized my pretty name, like god, i know my name is pretty. he continued, "fortunately, taeyong survived and unfortunately, you too."

why does he hate me so much? i guess his brother loved me more than him. god, jae, why are you so competitive to someone you barely know? i thought. "he's been waiting for you ever since then. he didn't give up on you, jaehyun. he's currently at your favorite cafe. i hope you remember where it is; that cafe is where you first met each other, right?"

what? no. we first met each other at our university. cafe? i thought. but still, "okay, i will. thank you, mark lee." i stopped myself from being myself. i should at least be thankful, he's the one who took care of me, anyways.

regaining my thoughts,

what cafe? am i really the one who lost memories and not taeyong?

i need answers.