A few days later, she was released with a broken arm, rib, and amnesia.
She couldn't go back home yet, so Jimin decided he would help her.
He knocked on the hotel door, and heard movement from inside. He backed up from the door, and it opened.
There she was, standing at the door. Her hair was messy, and her face tired.
"Hello-"
"Who are you?" The words hurt him, but he knew he'd have to get used to it.
"It's me... Jimin. I'm from the hospital," he says.
"The one helping me?"
"Yes..."
"Nice to meet you," she says, signaling him inside.
"We've actually met before," he says, keeping his back turned towards her.
"Look Jimin... Im sorry that I don't remember you. You'll have to remind me about us every time we meet," she says.
He turns around and looks her in the eye.
But he couldn't speak.
"W-why are you- are you okay?"
"Yeah..."
"How long did we know each other?"
"I think almost a week," he says.
"Why are you so upset then?" She responds, sitting on the couch.
"It's not important-"
"Please tell me."
He looked up to find her looking back at him. She actually cared. He could see it in her eyes.
"I had a group of friends..."
She nods.
"There was six of them, seven including me. One of the youngest was... he was killed in a car crash. His closest friend tried to overdose, but ended up surging with severe amnesia... so he still can't remember me, and I just-"
Her eyes were tearing up.
"Jimin- I'm so sorry," she says. She reaches in to hug him, and he flinches. He then relaxed and hugged her back.
"Do-do you remember me?" She let go of him, the warmth leaving his body.
"No."
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Amnesiphobia||Bts Jimin
FanficI fear that I will wake up and you'll be gone. All the memories of you will fade away, and your face will be nothing but a stranger's. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to lose my sanity. So please, promise me that you'll still be somewhere in...
