𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟖𝟒

Yoongi and Hoseok stand by the, not surprisingly, red building. Yoongi keeps his arms crossed with a slight frown. Has it been here all this time?

"Should we get in? And what do we say? Oh my god, are you sure this will be enough?" Hoseok whispers, fixing his black face mask.

Yoongi hums. "I've everything under control, babe."

Yoongi doesn't have everything under control, not when they spot Namjoon walking out of the building.

So he has actually dyed his hair, Yoongi thinks.

Hoseok stops breathing until Namjoon walks passed them and Yoongi quickly holds him by the wrist. They follow Namjoon quietly, until Reddish disappears from their sight.

Hoseok knows they've to catch his attention before they lose their opportunity, but he can't process anything right now, his mind only screams 'Namjoon'.

Nevertheless, Yoongi apparently has everything under control and soon catches Namjoon. He pulls down his face mask and quickly checks Namjoon out for any type of clue, but he remains just as Seokjin described him.

"Excuse me, I think this is yours?"

Namjoon bows slightly and shifts his sight to the light pink napkin.

"Thank you for your concern, but that's not mine."

"Huh? Are you sure?" Yoongi fakes a small gasp. "I swore it just fell out of your pocket."

Namjoon shakes his head. "I don't own it. I would remember if I did."

"Oh, really?" Yoongi says faking a tone of surprise, an eyebrow raised. Hoseok has to refrain himself from hitting his arm. Oh my god, he'll think we're freaks. "Well, you can keep it."

"But it's not mine. I can't keep it." Namjoon says with a straight face, blinking at the two males, especially at the shorter.

"The owner won't care! Let me clean it for you, the next time we meet you've to accept it."

"Uh . . ." Namjoon turns his head to the redhead for help, but Hoseok only stares at him with half-wide eyes.

Oh my god, he is my Namunskins. And he's looking at me!

Hoseok shakes his head when Namjoon doesn't look away from him. He clears his throat and lowers his head to speak to Yoongi. "Actually, I think it belongs to our friend and you dropped it." he turns to Namjoon with a soft smile, lowering his mask down. "But he won't mind if you keep it."

Namjoon scratches the back of his head. "He - he won't? And why did you tell me it's mine if it belongs to your friend? What's going on?"

Yoongi sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Look, petal, our friend actually wanted to give it to a stranger and we thought it would look good on you. Let me clean it and let's meet again, okay?"

"I -"

"Perfect, see you around petal."

Yoongi intertwines his hand with Hoseok's and walks away, without giving Namjoon the opportunity to reject the offer.

Namjoon blinks and stutters to himself all the way to his place, trying to process what has happened. Who were these guys? Why did he call me petal?

He shakes his head and smiles, Dora always arrives first and must be waiting for him.

"Darling, you're here!" she greets him when he drops his belongings on the entrance.

"Hi, baby." Namjoon kisses her lips and lets out a sigh.

"You don't look like yourself, are you feeling all right?"

Namjoon blinks and runs a hand through his hair. "Yeah, it's just I had the weirdest day."

Dora tilts her head with a small pout. "Why? What happened?"

Namjoon shakes his head and lets out a sigh, remembering the light smirk of the black haired male. "Oh god, when I was coming back two—"

No.

A voice speaks in his head, cutting him off.

Don't tell her. Keep it to yourself.

Dora blinks slowly. "Were you saying, darling?"

"Uh—I—just you know, random people trying to sell napkins. Can you believe it? One can't walk on the street without people trying to make them waste their money on nonsense these days."

Dora giggles and cups his cheeks, placing another kiss on his lips, but Namjoon pulls away sooner than she expected.

He rubs his forehead. "My head aches, I'd rather lie down for a while. You don't mind, right?"

Dora forces herself to keep smiling. "I just ordered dinner. Sleep until it comes, sounds good? Call me if you need anything."

Namjoon nods and places a kiss on the top of her head before walking to their room.

He unties his tie and takes off his shirt. Who were does guys?

Namjoon can't stop thinking about the petite male, the one that called him petal. A wave of pain invades his skull for a moment and he carefully lies down on the bed. Just right after he closes his eyes, his own voice echoes in his head, "I love you, Petal."

Namjoon gasps for air and opens his eyes. "Fuck! Oh god, am I going nuts?"

Dora opens the door. Her eyes widen at the panic in Namjoon's eyes when they lock.

"Darling, are you okay?"

"Yeah, it's just, the pain just got worse. Are does pain killers?"

Dora rushes by his side with a glass of water and the pills. "Sweet boy, this will help."

Namjoon takes the pill with a gulp and thanks Dora. She caresses his hair and guides his head on her shoulder. She plays with his hair and Namjoon's breath comes back to a normal rhythm.

"Do you want me to lie next to you?"

Namjoon raises his head. "I'd prefer to stay alone for a while. You don't mind, right?"

Dora shakes her head. "I just want you to feel better again."

"I'll, little princess."

Dora giggles and covers her mouth. "You used to call me that when we started dating, but it still makes me blush!"

Namjoon smiles, his dimples taking over his cheeks. "I wish I could remember, but I trust you."

"Always trust me, darling. I want what's best for you. I love you more than anyone else in this world."

Namjoon only nods. Does he love her more than anyone else in this world?

He doesn't know. He doesn't even know if he loves her back. He appreciates her, but he doesn't love her.

Because the only people he remembers are his girlfriend and his doctor, Bang PD.

He has lost contact with all the friends he doesn't remember he made during his university years, but Namjoon knows they existed. Though every time he tries to recall someone else, it becomes empty. His heart becomes empty.

No emotions follow the memories Dora had told him—the ones he knows but doesn't actually remember.

Perhaps Dora truly loves him more than anyone else in the world.

Even if he has forgotten all their memories together, Dora never left his side.

He wishes he could love her like she does, I just need more time.

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I'M BACK!

i was so busy these past few weeks, but here's another update for you all 💜 i hope you enjoyed the chapter!! hopefully i'll be able to upload the next one soon!

by the way MUSE ???? i'm obsessed with 'Who'!! this album is so good!! Park Jimin did it again!! i'm so proud of him.

sincerely,
Lili