Remember me ( English)

Chapter two

          The redhead ran in the street after the terrible news that the stranger had told him. He had not even taken the time to put on his jacket. The climate of January was cold, yet the young man did not feel the coldness of the evening stinging his skin. He was hot, very hot from his race. His eyes filled with tears and red cheeks. Hoseok moved his legs at a crazy speed. 

          Once at the hospital where his boyfriend was, the boy ran a little more to the reception desk. He asked the old lady to greet him the room of the youngest, this one indicated to him that the room was on the floor seven, room 777 before starting again his race towards the door where behind he will find his injured boyfriend. Hoseok then entered the room of the silver who was in a sorry state. His breath cut off at the sight of the one who loved him connected to several machines. One of them was to help her breathe and the other to check the heartbeat of the sufferer as well as a urinary pocket. The bruises on Taehyung's body and the scratches and bandages around the silvery's head made him so sad and guilty. The tears he had held were deposited on his cheeks as he saw the horrible spectacle before him. 

          If only he had not asked her to go get a dessert, he would not have gone through this street but through the other, the fastest to go to the oldest. Hosoek felt so bad for having done so. His boyfriend was now on a hospital bed by his fault, he thought.

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          It had been more than two days since the guilty boy had appropriated a chair near Taehyung's bed. Hoseok was holding the hand of the one who loved him, but he was still awake. A doctor then returned to the room that smelled of disinfectant, Hoseok never went to hospitals because of the smell, he hated it more than anything yet it had been more than two days since he was in Seoul Hospital.

"Mr. Jung?", The doctor looked at the patient's medical chart from room 777 looking up at the concerned person without raising his head, making small folds on his forehead of the one wearing the white>

 "Yes ?", Hoseok stood up to face his interlocutor.

"The state of your boyfriend is stable. He will have to wake up at any time." 

           The white coat smiled as Hoseok arched to thank the doctor, who a few seconds later disappeared closing the sliding door at the same time. The boy blew a sigh of relief before shaving and waiting for the moment when the youngest will wake up. 

           An hour passed and it was at this moment that Taehyung opened his eyes. The visitor's eyes filled with tears at the sight of his boyfriend waking up after two days of sleep. Hoseok took his lover directly in his arms and squeezed it tenderly, not wanting to hurt the wounded man. He stroked his hair gently and sighed a small "Taehyung" of relief near the silver's ear. Taehyung, however, did not understand the old man's action and gently pushed him away and stared at the red-haired boy, who was confused. Maybe he hated her, Hoseok told himself. Taehyung could not remember who this person could represent for him, he was handsome and his heart was beating loudly at last but he did not know who this angel figure was. That's when the man on the hospital bed frowned and then spoke

"Sorry but ... can I ask why you hugged me when we don't even know each other?'

Hoseok froze open-mouthed. Her boyfriend had forgotten who the man was in front of him.

 -------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------- Hello hello hello hello! Here's a new chapter when I think I think my writing style is different from "Just one drink" but I think it's also because the story was written in English first. By cons "remember me" is a different style in English because I write it first in French! So here is ! I hope you liked it!