Jimin takes your hand. "Come on, love. Let's get you to your room and to bed. I need to take a look at those stitches."
Upset, Namjoon says in an aggravated voice, "I can do that too. What is up with you, Jimin!?"
He starts to walk toward you, and you take a step back. Sensing your panic, Jimin puts his arm around you.
Jimin glares at Namjoon. "If you recall, I was designated the wound care person until the stitches came out."
"Oh, right." Namjoon remembers now. He was just a little jealous. He couldn't do it because he was too afraid of hurting you, and also, seeing the wound made his stomach twist in knots, thinking how worse things could have been.
So, they picked Jimin to tend to your injury due to his compassionate and caring nature.
Jin tells him, "We'll take care of her."
Namjoon sits back down. He doesn't want to do anything that might upset you. He doesn't want to say anything you're not ready to know. He mouths the words 'thank you' to Jin.
Jimin and Jin walk you to your newly assigned room and enter with you. You sit on the bed, and Jin takes your hand and gives it a quick peck then says, "Goodnight, I hope you sleep well."
"Goodnight, Jin, and thank you." He smiles as he walks out, leaving Jimin behind.
Jimin sits beside you. "Turn your head so I have light to see your stitches." You turn for Jimin, having the hurt side facing the lamp light. He gently moves your hair aside as he looks.
"Good, no swelling or redness." He softly touches the wound. You slightly flinch, "Sorry." You let him try again.
"The wound doesn't feel hot. That is good. Everything seems perfect, just like you."
You blush. "You're so silly thinking I'm perfect when my head has stitches to hold it together." You both laugh.
He leans close and kisses your cheek. "I think you should skip the shower and go straight to bed. You've been too shaky tonight. I wouldn't want you to fall in the shower. Is there anything I can get you before I go?"
You think then ask, "Could I have some water?"
Your hand goes to your wound and you slightly grimace. The headache is returning.
He understands you are head is aching. "Of course, you get ready for bed, and I will bring you water."
"Thank you, Chim Chim."
He stops mid-turn. "What did you call me?" he asks, smiling brightly.
You think then say, "I called you Chim Chim."
He laughs and comes back to you and takes both your hands in his. "You remembered, you remembered!" His excitement is catching.
"I did, oh my God, I did! Wait, but why did I call you that?"
A little disappointed, he sighs saying, "Well, at least the nickname returned. I won't be greedy and ask for more than that." He laughs. "You change. I will bring some water."
You sit thinking. Why did I call him Chim Chim. . . Wait! CHIMMY!
He gave you a stuffed Chimmy, and you love it. You change into your nightgown and start looking for your Chimmy.
Jimin knocks then comes in. "Here is a glass and a small pitcher of ice water if you want more tonight."
He sits it on the bedside table. Wondering what you are looking for he asks, "What are you searching for?"
You are rummaging around the room looking for Chimmy. "I can't find my Chimmy. I remember you gave me Chimmy."
He smiles and says, "Be right back."
He rushes from the room and when he returns you are sitting on the side of the bed. He comes in with Chimmy. "Here you go. Now I know you will sleep great."
You stand up and hug him. "Thank you so much. Where was Chimmy?"
His face slightly blushes. " Oh, um, he was in another room. You have him now, though." You smile and grimace as you reach for your head.
"Did you take your pain medicine yet?" he asks.
"No, I was about to when I remembered Chimmy."
Jimin pours you a glass of water and hands you one of your pills. "Here you are, love."
You take the pill and swallow it down with the water, and hand the glass back to Jimin.
"In with you now." He gestures as he holds the covers back for you. You laugh and do as he says slipping under the covers with your Chimmy.
He neatly tucks the covers around you and kisses your cheek and Chimmy's. "Good night, you two."
He smiles as you say, "Good night, Chim Chim."
He leaves the bathroom light on pulling the door partially closed incase you need to get up during the night you have some light.
He looks back at you and sees you have nestled down into the covers. All he can see is the top of Chimmy's head. He smiles as he leaves, quietly closing your bedroom door.
You lay there after hearing the bedroom door close, thinking how sweet they are to you. "I just wish I could remember more. Ugh!" You sigh, frustrated, but hug Chimmy tight and let the medicine help you fall asleep.
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Amnesia
FanfictionYou wake to the strange sounds of loud beeps, bright lights, and murmuring voices. You hear, "She's awake! She's awake!" You slowly open your eyes. You don't recognize any of these men standing around your hospital bed, but they say you live with t...