𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟗𝟖

In the middle of the night, Namjoon steps into the kitchen to drink a glass of water and almost gasps when he spots Taehyung and Jimin making out in the island. Namjoon assumes the bath they took together lasted longer than it should, drops of water rolling down Taehyung's neck, their hair darker under the dim warm lights.

He bites his lower lip as he tiptoes upwards, what would he say if they suddenly broke the kiss and turned their heads?

Namjoon shuts his eyes as the image pops in his mind.

He treads towards his room and holds his breath when he opens and closes the door.

He presses his ear against the door to detect any kind of movement or steps in the hallway, but it remains completely silent.

They didn't notice my presence. Good.

He throws himself on the bed, fills his cheeks with air and then blows it out with force. God, why were they making out on the island kitchen? We eat there sometimes. Don't they have a room? Oh, right, they're boyfriends. But I never kissed Dora on the kitchen counter. Did I kiss them there too?

He lays on one side, moving a hand under his cheek.

What if that is it? What if love is the key to bring all my memories back? Dora said it her herself, nothing is more powerful than love. She didn't love me though. . . it's better this way.

He lays on his back, staring at the ceiling.

What if I kiss Jungkook? Will it bring back all the memories? Or will I at least remember him? If I remember him, I'll remember why we don't have pictures together. Perhaps he doesn't like them. He must like tattoos and the gym because those muscles don't build themselves—

God, Kim Namjoon! Get yourself together! What are you thinking? You don't even know if you like men—

But Jungkook's hot, a voice echoes inside his head.

He groans, taking a grip on one of the pillows and smashing it on his face. He lets out a silent scream, shaking his legs.

He sits on the bed and ruffles his hair aggressively.

Hold on—I don't have anything to be ashamed of. Before losing my memory we were dating. We must have kissed multiple times.

Does thinking he's hot makes me gay? He sighs, It doesn't matter, I liked men before, I must like men now.

He lays down again and sighs. What did I like to do before? What kind of person was I before? If we were living together, where are all my belongings? If they looked out for me for three months, they couldn't have gotten rid of them.

While he lived with Dora, he spent all his time with her and working in the company. Dora never mentioned the blurred fake memories, just reassured him with more lies when Namjoon asked specific questions.

He never had time to reflect on himself and on what he truly likes, too lost in Dora's lies.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

The following morning Namjoon walks into the living room when Jungkook and Hoseok leave. He frowns when Seokjin only kisses Hoseok's lips.

Did he kiss Jungkook already?

He fidgets with his fingers until the pair disappears behind the door.

"Morning." Seokjin greets without the usual light in his eyes.

Namjoon clears his throat and follows him around the kitchen like a lost puppy. Seokjin, noticing the other, suddenly freezes and Namjoon bumps into him.