Fiction

Chapter 13: First Death

(A/N: YES DOUBLE UPDATE! MAKE SURE TO READ CHAPTER 12 FIRST!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!)

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Youngjae couldn't have been anymore happier, yet something inside was tearing him apart. Daehyun had remembered him, sorta. Daehyun would still forget every six months, but the second he heard or read Youngjae's name or even saw him, he'd remember who he was. 

Youngjae was quite pleased with himself. He was almost finished with his goal, he almost got Daehyun to permanently remember him. Though, there had to be something to ruin his happiness soon. 

It had been about two years since Daehyun had first read Fiction and right now the boy had just recently forgotten again. Youngjae was being pre-cautious though, staying in doors to make sure the elder wouldn't see him. Youngjae was currently in Yiwang's room, packing her a couple bags.

"Umma... what are you doing?" His daughter asked, stepping into her room. 

"You're going to be staying with Junhong for a little while." Yiwang took a couple steps, looking at Youngjae confused.

"W-what about umma?" Youngjae sighed, turning towards the younger. He was exhausted, mentally, physically. The years had tired him out and he wasn't sure how long he could hold out.

"Umma just needs some time alone." Yiwang nodded, understanding that everyone need some alone time sometimes. Without another word, Yiwang helped pack some of her favorite clothes and toys. Once done, Youngjae dropped her off, hugging Junhong and Yiwang one more time, before leaving. Youngjae made a quick pit stop at Yongguk's, dropping off something for Daehyun, before going home.

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A Week Later

Daehyun felt lost. He felt like a part of his life was missing; a huge part. Not knowing what else to do, he decided to go to the man he has known for years; someone who knows him more than himself. 

"Yongguk, open up!" He banged on his best friend's door.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" The door swung open and Daehyun was met with a sleeping looking hyung.

"What's wrong, hyung? Why are you still sleeping at 1 in the afternoon?" Yongguk shrugged, walking away from the door and heading towards the kitchen to make him coffee. Daehyun stepped in, taking off his shoes, before following the elder.

"I had a late night with Junhong." Though Yongguk stayed up late to help Junhong take care of Yiwang, he wasn't going to tell Daehyun about it. 

"Ooooh, I see. Well, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I need to ask you a serious question." Yongguk poured himself a cup of coffee and sat down at the table with the younger.

"What is it?" He questioned, taking a small sip.

"Is there something wrong with my brain? Because, I feel like I forgot something, no more like someone; someone very important." Yongguk smiled sadly, standing up and leaving the room. He came back a few minutes later with a book in his hand.

"Here, read this." Daehyun took the book and read the title and author outloud.

"Fiction by Yoo Youngjae." Once again, the name Yoo Youngjae, trigger a lock in Daehyun's mind, making everything he had forgotten, appear. Daehyun was on the ground, spazzing a bit as his mind went through the painful trip of remembering. It took almost an hour for him to come back to reality and about ten minutes for him to wake up.