"You guys are early," (Y/n) walked up to us. I wanted to just run up to her and kiss her, tell her how much I missed her, but that'd be weird... since she doesn't fully remember me.
"We want to help you yet your memories back!" Hoseok cheered, high fiving Jungkook.
"Ms. Yeahon said that's dangerous," the female said innocently. "She said I have memories I won't want to remember."
"But you want to remember your brother right?" Jin gave a pout.
"Of course!" The (h/c) haired girl nodded eagerly.
"So what's the last thing you remember?" I hesitantly grabbed her hand, feeling fluttery inside. I missed holding her hand.
"Well... I woke up in this... field of flowers and this lady was making me eat things. I tried to remember why I was on a flower bed, but it hurt my head," she tapped her chin cutely.
"She told me that she had to rid my memories or something, and that it'd be painless. She was right, so I trusted her! She's very nice. You guys should meet her sometime," (Y/n) started getting off topic, making me smile.
"How about we start we an easy memory. How do you think we met?" We all sat down on the grass, listening to her responses to my questions.
"Hmm... did we meet at that cafe I work at? That'd be ironic," she giggled.
"Aniyo. Try again. Think harder," I smiled.
"Uh... did we meet at an airport?" She tilt her head and my eyes lit up.
"Yeah, we did. Who do you think introduced you to us?" I sat back and let her look at the others. (Y/n) bit her lip, trying to think. "Him?" She pointed at her brother and smiled when we clapped.
"Do you remember our names?" Jimin asked, hopeful.
"Yoongi!" She squealed and hugged my arm, making me look at the grass from embarrassment.
"And that's my brother... S..Se..Seokjin?" She wracked her brain for his name. "Then that's Miihe... I know her from America. And that's Jimin?" She blinked at the gleaming younger, who nodded.
"I can't remember the rest," she pouted, and the others' faces dropped.
"That's fine. Take it slow. Can you remember what you called me?" I asked her, chuckling slightly.
"Hm... cutie?" She blushed, and avoided my eyes.
"He wishes," Namjoon joked.
"Oh no! Did I call you something mean?" (Y/n)'s bottom lip started trembling.
"You only called him asshole, but don't worry. He is one," Taehyung teased.
"How is he an asshole? He's trying to help me get my memories back."
"He ignored you when Jin was trying to introduce you to us," Jungkook snickered.
"I remember! How rude of you," she glared at me and Miihe giggled.
"But I don't ignore you anymore! I give you all of my attention," I attacked her with a hug, and she giggled, then started laughing. I smiled at hearing her laugh again.
"Hyung. Focus! We're trying to help Noona get her memories," Jimin scolded.
"Fine," I rolled my eyes with a scoff and sat up.
"Do you remember your birthday?" Hoseok asked with a smirk.
"Aniyo," she shook her head and I smiled, then noticed how much I've missed her. Before, I thought I would die without her, but now that she's here... I realize that she filled a giant hole in my chest.
Then I frowned. How is she alive? Shouldn't she be dead? I mean, I'm glad she's alive... but wasn't something that's dead... dead? Forever? Was she not actually dead this whole time? My heart clenched at the thought.
Who is this Ms... Yeahon?
"Yoongi... are you okay?"
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Friend | m.yg
Fanfiction*Sequel to Sister* (Y/n) was poisoned and died, but she didn't die, did she? Yoongi helps his girlfriend get her memory back and finds out what happened to her... and how's she's alive.
