𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟖𝟏

Namjoon shuts the door closed, the encounter he had with the handsome stranger taking over all the stress from work. He heads to the kitchen, following the sound of water boiling and the soft humming of his girlfriend.

"Darling, you came back!" Dora greets him with a smile, placing the wooden spoon on the marble.

She walks towards him and Namjoon leans down to kiss her.

"What are you making, sweetheart?"

"Noodles! Are you hungry, darling?"

Namjoon's smile slightly drops and lets his hands rest on his thighs. "You're making noodles . . . again?

"Yeah! Hurry, Joonie! When you come back dinner will be ready."

Namjoon nods and places a kiss on her head before heading to the bathroom. Hot water runs down his hair, all way down to his sculpted torso and legs. He flutters his eyes closed and the handsome face comes back. He opens them quickly with a gasp.

Who is he? Why did he want me to stay?

Namjoon comes back to the living room, Dora already waiting for him on her usual seat. When she asks him about his day, his gut screams not to recall what happened in the evening so he stays quiet.

He watches the petite girl in front of him eat with a small fork the Japanese Strawberry Shortcake.

His girlfriend.

A girlfriend who he has no memories of but for the last two months, but he knows she's his girlfriend. He doesn't remember he graduated from Yonsei university, but he knows it happened. He doesn't remember pursuing business, but he knows it happened. He doesn't remember moving out of his lovely and caring parents' house to move in with her, but he knows it happened.

He doesn't remember them. But he knows he has loving and caring parents.

The face of the handsome stranger comes back again like a ghost in his mind.

Why he was looking at me like that? God, who is he?

Something inside Namjoon moved when he saw him. The more he visualizes him in his mind, the more intensified the pressure on his chest becomes. He ends up shrugging it off, following his girlfriend to their shared bedroom.

My heart can't handle seeing someone this gorgeous.

* * *

"Holy fucking shit! You saw him? Cutie pie you know I love you and I believe you, but are you sure? Completely sure? You swear to God?"

Seokjin nods with a sob and accepts Hoseok's tissue to wipe his tears from his cheeks. "I don't believe in God."

After Namjoon finally walked away and reality hit Seokjin harder than a truck, he started crying.

Namjoon's alive, but he doesn't remember him.

He's Namjoon, but it looks like a total different person.

"Seokie, he didn't say anything else?" Hoseok falters.

Seokjin shakes his head and Jimin kisses another tear away. "Why did you lie to us, hyungie? I thought you were seeing that Eduard guy every day."

Seokjin sniffs, staring at his hands. "You would've tried to stop me. You didn't believe me when I told you I saw him. I only told Taeatae the second day because I couldn't lie to him, I couldn't when he watched me with his cute bear face."

"You're right." Jungkook speaks up before the others can. "Sorry for not believing you entirely when you told us. It's just so weird, but it explains why he's not caged somewhere out of our reach."

"They fucking brainwashed him." Yoongi curses, tightening his fists. "How the fuck did they do that? Is brainwashing even possible in real life? Fuck, I thought that only happened in the films!"

Hoseok lays a hand on Yoongi's shoulder to calm him down.

"There's more." Seokjin bites his lower lip as tears well up in his eyes.

"What is it, Hyungie?" Jimin whimpers, wanting to comfort his boyfriend but scared of what's to come.

"He -" Seokjin swallows the lump in his throat. "He has a girlfriend."

"Huh?" Jungkook lets out loudly.

"What the fuck, cutie pie? You saw him?"

The elder shakes his head. "He said it himself. He said his g - girlfriend was waiting for him."

Just by picturing Namjoon with a girl—or anyone who's not them—and far away from his arms makes him nauseous and he bites his lips to relieve it.

"Shit, that's it! I'm gonna fucking kill them all!" Yoongi stands up wildly, but Hoseok's hand tugging his shirt brings him back to his seat.

"Calm down, Yoongs. We need a plan. We don't even know where they are or what they actually did to Namu."

Yoongi takes shaky breaths. "Where did you say he works?"

"Reddish company . . . or something like that."

"Reddish? As in red? Ugh, fucking stupid red girl! I'm gonna murder her! Bang PD too! Ugh, that fucking bastard!" Yoongi attempts to run away again, but Hoseok stops him.

The flower boy wraps his arms around Yoongi's body and moves his thighs on top of his boyfriend's to keep him still.

"You're not going anywhere, Suga Mushy. First we need to understand what's going on."

"At least you saw Namjoonie." Taehyung mutters, resting his head on Seokjin's shoulder. "They didn't kill him."

Yoongi scoffs and tries to push Hoseok away from him. "They didn't kill him physically, but they did fucking kill his brain. Is this even irreversible? Can we ever get Joon back? All our memories?"

"Suga Mushy, remember to breathe." Hoseok raises his hand to caress his hair, but Yoongi pushes his shoulder harder against his chest.

He almost throws Hoseok off the sofa as he gets himself free. "Stop calling me that, damn it!"

Yoongi storms to the front door and disappears behind it. Taehyung and Jungkook rush to Hoseok, guiding him back up.

"Hobi, he doesn't mean it." Taehyung cups his cheeks to make him focus on him. "Yoonie's just nervous, you know he reacts like this when he gets overwhelmed."

Hoseok doesn't blink, his eyes focused on something behind Taehyung.

Taehyung pouts and looks at Jungkook for help.

"Hey, Unicorn. He'll come back and he'll aplogise." Or I'll make him do it. "He didn't mean to get aggressive with you."

Hoseok blinks a few times. "Yeah . . . Yeah, I know him. I'm okay." he fakes a smile that doesn't reach his eyes and giggles. "He's hot when he's mad. What do you think?"

Seokjin and Jimin share a sad look.

No one trusts him. Not even Jungkook, who sees right through him, pain blooming in his eyes.