Sleeping With My Bandmate

Day 289

Kyungsoo

The visits from Kai were helping me forget that my entire life had been completely flipped upside down. Before, all I could think about was the fact that there were so many things I couldn't remember. But now it was like none of that even mattered anymore. And it was all thanks to him.

"Do you love me?" I asked him one day while I was wrapped up tightly in his arms, my head rising and falling in sync with his bare chest.

"Depends," he said, letting a brief sigh escape between his lips. "Why are you asking me?"

"No reason, really," I said, adjusting myself a little. "I guess I'm asking because I don't know if I'm ever going to remember anything at all, you know. So, I was just wondering if it was possible for you to love a person who doesn't even remember he used to love you."

"Kyungsoo," he started, moving so that we were now looking at each other. "One, you should never have to ask me if I love you, and two, I could care less if you remember anything."

"Really?" I said, unable to move my eyes away from his.

"Yes," he chuckled. "It doesn't matter to me what you can and can't remember about your life and you shouldn't waste your time worrying about it. The more time you spend trying to fetch old memories, the less time we have to make new ones. And I would honestly much rather spend the rest of my life doing that than watching you torture yourself because of something you can't control."

"Do you really mean that?" I asked, sitting up a little and raising an eyebrow at him. "Or are you just trying to cover up something else?"

"I just poured my entire heart out to you and you still don't believe me?" he said with a grin on his face.

"No, I do," I said, shaking my head and chuckling. "I just want to make sure you aren't hiding anything, you know?"

"I don't have anything to hide from you, Kyungsoo," he said with a now serious expression. "Not anymore." I smiled and looked down a little, feeling my cheeks begin to turn red. "Now stop questioning my every word and just be happy, okay?" he said, smiling again, as he poked my forehead.

"Alright," I said after I crinkled my nose at his touch. I laid back down next to him and sighed a small, content sigh.

Jongin

"So, that's the game plan, guys," our manager said to us during a meeting. "If Kyungsoo still doesn't have his memory back in two weeks, then we have no choice but to move on without him."

"Wait, you don't mean throw him out of the group, do you?" Sehun asked, sounding slightly worried.

"If that's what we have to do then yes." He nodded.

"But that's not fair," Baekhyun interjected. "This is hard for him, too. It's not easy to just remember years of your life, especially not in two weeks' time."

"Yeah," Chanyeol agreed. "If we kick him out then that would be like saying we are giving up on him. And sure as hell isn't a lost cause."

"Plus, it's not about our memory capacity," Jongdae said. "It's about our talent and he's got that, so what's the big deal?"

"Look guys," he said, putting his hands in the air for a few seconds, "this is not me talking. I don't want to throw him out of the group. He's just as important as the rest of you."

"Then why can't you do something to stop it or at least give us more time to figure something out?" Baekhyun questioned, leaning on the large, round conference table.