My mind was conscious yet my eyes couldn't open.
It felt so horrible and all I could hear were some murmurs. I heard the door shut and a set of footsteps approach
me.
"How long will she be here for?" The voice questioned. It wasnt hard for me to recognise that the voice belonged to Hanseok, my sweet husband.
"We don't know yet, She had got hitten by a car and her injuries seen quite fatal." Another unrecognisable voice this time responded with
BRO WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?
Hit??! By a what now?!?!
THIS IS WHY I HATE CARS BRO!CARS HATE ME TOO, MUTUAL HATRETED. DID THAT DRIVER DUDE ALSO MIGRATE TO THIS GAME TOO???!!
Again, I tried ever so hard opening my eyes, yet nothing was working out.
"I hope she's okay... she's all I have left. She... can't die." Hanseok weeped though it seemed ever so forced.
I wanted to wake up from This conscious slumber. I wanted to tell him it was okay, that I feel perfectly fine. However, a different plan had hatched inside of me.
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I had layed in the hospital bed for days (The irony bro, y/n tryna be me frrr 🥲), until I finally had control with my mobility and my body.
And through these days Hanseok never left my side, he cancelled meetings in attempt to just stay with me and it wooed me. And when he realised that my minds was active and I could hear anything he'd say, he talked to me.
The hours I had layed in a stationary position finally wasn't as boring because he kept me entertained.
And when I had finally managed to open my eyes, I began my plan.
"Wh-who are you and where am I?" I pondered to both him and the doctor, a display of distress portrayed on my innocent face.
"What's going.. on?" I threw a third question because I don't know why.
"Hey, you never said she'd suffer amnesia?" Hanseok frowned at the doctor, causing the innocent man to cower in fear. He might just end up killing this doctor dude as soon as I'm let out.
"The tests....they they..." The doctor stuttered, struggling on something to say to prevent his death. But I butted in inorder to save him.
"But what's going on?!" I questioned again, causing for Hanseok's entire attention to be on me.
"Honey, it's me, your husband... Don't you remember me?" He questioned, placing a hand on my thigh and stroking it soothingly. I pushed his hand away.
"Married? B-but I can't be... I'm too young I'm only 17... I need to get home quickly or my mum and dad will kill me." I bellowed in fear. A firm finger resided on my lip and my panicked voice because muffled.
"Honey, you don't need to worry about your parents. They won't ever kill you.
"Really, but how can your be so sure." Hanseok had now layed a hand on my head as he twirled a strand of my hair with the same finger.
"Because noone can hurt my wife and get away with it. Not even if it was a decade ago." He hushed me.
I flushed a big red colour as I hide my face on a pillow.
"Ok but how old am I?"
"And you're not 17 you're 28."
Again, I snatched the pillow away from my face and gasped.
"T-twenty eight??!! But I only remember being 17, why did the years go so quick?" A wave of anxiety ushered over me and Hanseok could tell.
"Honey. I'm here. Don't hurry I'll help you remember."
Erm Warning: 😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏😏 stuff, ( SA too tho)
(I suck at this stuff)
Intimacy level: +500
"I'd prefer you'd know everything before you conceive my children. So take the pill in the morning." Hanseok panted as he continued pounding inside of me. Even thrust felt the same, the undeniable feeling it caused in between my legs. The burn. Everything and how it made my legs shiver.
I agreed towards having sex with him since I hadn't needed to be pregnant, which was the very issue I denied wanting to do.
"Huff Han....seok... I don't remember." I let out before moaning slightly again.
"Well... don't for now. Just enjoy it" His words caused a tsunami of butterflies swarming in my stomach.
Hanseok, grasped the bedframe on our bed (yeah they're in the bed not in the hospital, don't have sex in the hospital the walls are small, trust me. ), before pounding even faster before.
Squinting my eyes, I hissed at his aggressiveness. "It hurts stop... stop." Slapping his back a few time and digging my nails into his flesh. A slightly wetness started to imprint on my nails and I figured it was his blood.
And even so not once did he stop his pace, he just smiled at me eerily.
"Stop! Stop!! Stop it. It hurts!!" I slapped his back harder before but he only responded this time by grabbing my wrists.
Now, his entires body was pressed on me and he just kept going at it.
"My-my husband would never do this to me." I panted heavily, and miraculously, it snapped him out.
And his face contorted into sympathy and worry.
"Oh honey. Oh honey I'm sorry.. I was daydreaming." What a lousy ass excuse. Hanseok continued panting and he placed a soft kiss on my lips.
"Let me ease the pain." Hanseok spoke as he effortlessly crawled down the bed and went down on me. Grasping my thighs further apart, I hissed to the sudden pain. "Wha-" and before I could finish the sentence, his lips met my coochie lips.
A sudden gasped escaped my lips and I was now aroused. It was so weird. I've never felt this way before. Hanseok's face was buried deep in me and he sucked certain places, making me go crazy like someone stuck in a white room for the entire day in a hospital, filled with boredom and nothing to do, and noones hardly visiting them, but they're stuck in a bed and getting regular tests here and there and its making them mad. (😮💨😮💨)
[Nice use of a simile there, well done! ✅️]
I moaned his name, which caused his pride to probably rise and he began circling his tongue now.
"Again.. say it again." Hanseok finally mumbled sexually.
"Say wh-what."
"My name.. I like it when you say my name like that." The man spoke continually with a smile on his face. A reassuring one.
(Bro why am I still writing this, okay imma speed run this.)
"Hanseok I'm gonna---"
"Do it, baby."
I let out all my fluids. (Damn maybe not all).
"Well done."
I panted heavily.
I regained breath.
"Wanna go for round 2 he said."
"Erm yes."
We did more then just round two. I need to remember to take those pills, definitely. My legs feel numb. I cannot walk. Oh no. 😃😃😃😃. I hope I'm infertile. The end.
(I hope you like the chapter, idk where this one was heading.)
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