𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑀; bts os

jjk : save me

summary: in which the memories saved them.

genre: angst, fluff

word count: + 2k

part 1 of the 'save me' series.

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"who are you?", the black haired male asked me, his eyes widened slightly, voice full of confusion. it was too much for me, i clasped a hand in front of my mouth, a pained sob escaping my throat. "you....don't remember?", i whispered. he shook his head. "you seem familiar to me, but i don't know why. who are you? please tell me." i wanted to leave, right now. i wanted to leave it behind, the confused look in jungkook's eyes, the frown on his face, everything. but i couldn't.

"uhm, we're close, like, really close.", i whispered, looking at the ground. "you mean we were a couple?", jungkook said, voice laced with disbelief. for some reason, this broke my heart. i nodded, the tears were dripping on the cold floor by now, unstoppable. "if we would have been a couple, how does it come i don't remember you?!", he managed to say, and when i looked up, there was something in his eyes. he looked at me like i was a complete stranger. me. the girl he had spent so much time with, the one making him laugh, blush, everything. a stranger.

i took a shaky breath, faked a sad smile. "i-i think it's best if i leave now. still, even if you don't remember me, i'm glad you're fine so far.'", i spoke, turned around and walked. the tears were blurring my sight, but i didn't care. i gently closed the door behind me, and it felt like i just cut the bond that was yet to exist between him and me. holding back a painful cry, i stumbled downstairs, past nurses and visitors who shot me worried glances. they must've thought someone i held dear died. "miss, are you alright?", someone asked, and i looked into the eyes of a young doctor with black hair and just as dark eyes. "uh, yes..", i forced out a whisper.

"you don't seem like it.", he replied. "did you lose someone important?", he asked. damn, he was direct. "not really. it's just...my boyfriend does not remember me.", i managed to say and before i could burst into tears again, embarrassing myself in front of this man and several other people, someone yelled my name, causing some elderly people to shake their heads. "i've been looking for you nearly everywhere!", an excited taehyung said, stopping right in front of me, still trying to catch his breath. "are you okay?", he asked nervously as he noticed my puffy and red eyes and the dried tears staining my cheeks.

in a matter of seconds, the older boy hugged me, holding me tight, what made me cry again. i heard him talking to the doctor from earlier before he lead me out of the hospital, waiting for me to calm down. "(y/n), it's about kookie, right?", his deep voice reached my ears and all i could do was to nod. "i'm so sorry. i knew that something was off, he could not also remember me to the fullest. but completely forget about someone? this is awful.", tae answered and held me even tighter, cradling me in his arms, in an attempt to soothe me. "i....i honestly don't know how i can face him again...", i whispered and wiped my eyes. "you can do it, trust me."

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"hello (y/n), long time no see!", jungkook's mother greeted me warmly, hugging me. "how are you doing?", she asked while leading me into the huge kitchen. "a bit busy, learning for my finals.", i answered politely and she let out an airy laugh. "i'm 100% sure you'll do it, you're so clever!", causing me to blush and deny. we continued to talk and drink some latte macchiato, until the door opened, revealing a sleepy jungkook. his dark hair was sticking in all kinds of directions and he tried to suppress a yawn, but failed. "hello sleepyhead.", his mother smiled and he squinted his eyes, letting his gaze wander through the room, until he saw me. "(y/n), was it? what are you doing here?", he asked, utterly confused.