Come Back To Me (A Hobi/Reader Story)✔️

Chapter 10: Memories (Time Skip, A Week Before Christmas)

*Chanyeol's winter break has finally arrived, and he has a few weeks out off. The week before Christmas, Hobi and Namjoon talked YN into spending the week of Christmas with them in Seoul. Tonight though, Hobi was going to stay the night with you and Chanyeol before driving the two of you back to Seoul.*

Hobi walks out of Chanyeol's room with a smile an sits down next to  you on the couch.
"Channie hasn't gotten quite attatched to you it would seem." you say taking Hobi's hand in yours and smiling happily over to him.
"I dont mind. I've grown quite close to the little guy myself." he says.
"So what should we do now that he's asleep?" you say with a happy sigh.
"Hmm, I am not sure." Hobi says making a thinking face and then standing up and pulling you up to him. He put one arm around your waist and held your other hand up and began to slow dance with you, with no music, and no reason. Just to the two of you, dancing up and down the living room
The two of you use to do this all the time, when you first got married, and it made this moment even more special to you.
"I haven't danced like this in a long time." you say through a smile.
"We should do this more often." he says as he leans in to kiss you softly.
The thought of talking to him about the past suddenly crossed your mind, maybe now would be a good time to bring it up. He seemed to be subconciously remembering more and more things, and you wondered if he would be open to listening, or if it would still end like it did before, with him panicking and trying to fight against the memories in his confusion.
"Hobi..." you say as you pull away from the kiss and he stops the dance, but doesnt let go of you.
"Yes?" he says through a smile.
"Can I talk to you about something?" you start nervously, not breaking away from his gaze.
"Anything." he says.
But you couldn't bring yourself to do it. The fear of him rejecting the memories was too great. And you didn't want to undo all the progress that the two of you had made this far.
"This isn't just temporary right?"
"What do you mean?" he says his smile now fading as he let go of you. "Do you think I really don't care for you? Or for Chanyeol?"
"No its not that..."
"Then what is it?" he asks, his face now turning serious.
"I just....wanted to be reassured I guess." you say looking away now. Frustrated that you even tried to bring the subject up.
He pulls you closer to him again and kisses your cheek. "Please dont worry. I know you've had a rough past, I can tell by your hesitation, I know theres a lot you want to tell me, and with time maybe you can, but I must tell you that my feelings for you are sincere. I would not put myself out there for anyone, if I knew I just wanted to play around. I am not that kind of guy."
You nod your head slowly. Yes, you know he is not that kind of guy. He was never one to be that type of guy. Even if he tried to be the one to play around, he would grow attatched and have deeper feelings. Its just who he was.
"Come with me." he says taking your hand and leading you to your bedroom. Once the both of you were inside and the door was shut, he kissed you deeply but softly on the lips. Leading you towards the bed as he broke away for a moment and sat down on the edge and patted the spot beside him for you to sit next to him.
"I promise you, I will not hurt you. If I ever do, then you can hate me and curse me for the rest of my existance." he laughs a little as he pushes your hair behind your ear.
"I could never hate you Hobi." you say with a worried sigh. It was true, when his memories were slipping he said some uneccesarry things in his confusion, and as much as they hurt, you still couldn't bring yourself to hate him. You loved him far too much to hate him.
Just then his eyes shifted over to your night stand, and you feel a panic as you suddenly remember what was there.
You were careful to remove all the pictures from the house of you and Hobi. And you had't been wearing your weddding rings since the first day you went to meet with him again.
And now, everything you were avoiding, was about to come to light, wether you wanted it to or not.
"Whats this?"  he says with a half smile as he takes the framed photo and looks at it with confusion. And then picking up the wedding bands from beside the picture and holding them carefully in his other hand.
At first you don't know what to say. You are completely frozen, thinking of what you could possiby say to help him understand. "Hobi..." you say as he stands up in shock.
"What is this?" he says his voice raising a little.
"Its me and you." you say and just give in without fighting it. When there was no other way to explain it anyways.
"I can very clearly see that....but this is a wedding picture. And these are wedding rings...." he says, his voice full of emotions and confusion. "I dont understand...."
"6 years ago, you were in an accident. And, you slipped into a coma..."
"We were married?" he says still looking at you but with somewhat of an angry expression. "And Chanyeol, is really my son?"
"Yes..." you say quietly.
"So thats why he called me appa the other day? I thought, I thought it was just an accident. Even though I really didn't mind." he says sitting the picture and rings back down on your night stand.
"Hobi.."
"Does everyone know?" he asks out right. "Namjoon? The guys? Management? Everyone knows?!"
You nod, trying to keep the tears from falling from your eyes.
"And none of you could tell me?"
"Hobi, this isn't the first time we've been down this road with you. We've tried a lot, we all have, but when you start to remember, you start to panic and you pull away from everyone and you fight it. It's why you left for the states 6 years ago."
"But no one ever bothered to tell me this time. Did you guys ever stop and think that maybe this time could be different? Especially with Chanyeol involved."
That stung you a little bit and you stood up, your anger rising and your tears falling now.
"Hobi, Chanyeol has always been involved. I spent my whole pregnancy worrying for you when you were in your coma. When you woke up, you couldn't remember me or the accident. Everything and everyone else you could remember. You dont even remember our older memories, before the accident. I gave birth to Chanyeol alone, because you forgot who I was. It isn't fair to use Chanyeol against me like that."
He nods, his own tears now falling from his eyes. "You are right. You are very right. And I sitll don't remember. But you could've at least talked to me. Namjoon could've said something the day I saw your photos." he says moving towards the door and opening it.
"Where are you going?" you say quietly as you follow him down the hall.
"I am gonna go. I don't want to sit here and fight with you. I cant." he says heading towards the front door.
"No no, please don't go. Just stay, we can talk about this. We can figure it out together. Hobi, please, this is what I was afraid of to start with. You always pull away when it comes time for you to remember."
"I just don't want to argue with you right now. Not with Chanyeol sleeping in the next room. I will come get you guys in the morning, lets just have a breather of space right now."
And with that he slowly shuts the door and leave.
You felt the room grow blury around you as the door slowly shuts and you cover your mouth as you begin to cry, so Chanyeol wouldn't hear you.
The very thing you had been trying to avoid for the month and few weeks you two had been reuinited, had just came to life. And now you weren't sure if he was really going to come back, or pull away like he normally does whe this happens. You cried more when you thought about having to explain this all to Chanyeol. You had promised him that he wouldn't get hurt in all this.

Back with Hobi, he wasn't fairing any better with the situation either. He was driving down the road, his wipers going fast to brush all the snow from the windowsheild. But his eyes were blurred from the tears that kept from falling from his eyes.
He was confused, more confused than he had ever been in his whole life. He tried searching his mind, to try and remember anything. But his mind went blank. He couldn't understand it. How could everything else be there so perfectly clear, but she wasn't. Their life, their marriage, and baby Chanyeol, why couldn't he remember.
Just then he felt the car start to slide down the road, and he began to panic as his mind suddenly took him back to the accident and he began to remember.
"No no no, not again." he says as he tries to regain control of the car. As he's doing so, his mind takes him back to the day of the accident.
They had been fighting. Over something stupid. He was having a bad day, he shouted at her. He didn't mean too. He just got so worked up, and he began to vent on her in an unhealthy manner. He left the house just like he had tonight, and wasn't paying attention and hit a slippery patch and lost control of the car. He didn't regain control in time, and hit a tree, hard and got knocked out on impact.

But this time was different, he regained control of the car, and quickly pulled to the side of the road and quickly tried to calm himself down. Shakily grabbing his phone from the middle of the console and dialing YN's number.
"Hello..." she answers through a weapy voice.
"Is your door still open?"
"Yes..." she says with a confused tone. "Why?"
"I will explain when I get there. Just leave the door open for me please...." he says and hangs up as he gets the car cranked againd drives back to their house. He wasn't far away. The memories were coming back to him more and more now. They bought this house not long after he proposed to her, and basically flipped it on their own. He can't believe he even forgot that. He can't believe he forgot her. All of the memories flooded in now, wether he wanted them too or not. Suddenly all his blury high school memories began to make since. It was always him, her and Namjoon. Always. And thats why his teenage memories never quite made much sense to him when he looked back on them.
He remembered the day he woke up from the coma. How he couldn't remember her, the devestated look she had when he said this was all a joke.
"Oh my god..." he groaned out in frustration. "How could I Do that to her?" he sighs to himself. Just as the house came into view, he pulled into the driveway and turned the car off and got out quickly and ran to the front door and opened it, to still see her standing there where he left her. Tears and mascara running down her face.
He walked over to her quickly without a word and wiped the tears from her face, and tried to clear the running mascara.
"Hobi whats going on?" she says grabbing his wrists with each of her hands.
"I remember...." he says through a whisper. "I remember everything...." he says hugging her tightly. "I am so sorry...." he says as he begins to cry while he holds her tightly. "I am so sorry for forgetting you...."