Hide x Reader || ?Amnesia ?||

7

As your visitation time comes to an end you can't help but think of the thought that came up.

"What if they let him live with me?"

you stop at exit of the hospital and turn to where the front desk is located. The short black-haired woman at the desk glances up from the computer, looking uninterested in what you have to ask.

"How may I help you?"

"Um, well is it possible for patient 145 to uh..Live with me for the time being?"

The woman looks at me dumbfounded as she scibbles something on a piece of paper.

"Patient 145? Hideyoshi Nagachika?"

She questions with a frown on her face. I stutter out a quick and impatient yes hoping that she says that he could. the black haired woman hurridly types into the system and finally gives me an answer.

"It says here that he has no other family In the system so-"

As the woman was about to give a final answer a male around the same age slams his hands on the desk, you can practically hear his breathing from where you were; which wasn't far but still. He pants a few more times before he spits some words out.

"h-ide-
He nearly chokes out, you see the distress written all over his face, his charcaol black hair was matted and unkept his eyes had slight bags under them indicating the lack of sleep he gets on a regular basis.

You stare at the male in anticipation waiting for a comment from him at this point.

"are you going to visit?"

"Yes!"

He answers, your eyes once again travel to the male who looked at you in confusion but then rushed to room 145. You followed him with your eyes until he was out of sight before you sat down into one of the dull colored chairs.

(I could've sworn I seen him before?)

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Soo Im kinda still alive?