Josh Dun x Reader

Amnesia

Warnings: Angst, mentions of injury

Word Count: 2758

Author's Note: This was originally written in two parts on my Tumblr, which is why there is a big time jump in the middle! Hopefully it doesn't make reading too awkward. 

"He's in this room right down here," the nurse said as you walked down the bleak hallway.

Your heart was pounding with the anticipation of being able to talk to Josh again. Just over a month ago, he had been involved in a bad car accident that had caused him serious brain damage. The brain damage led to a coma, which meant that you had been mostly on your own for the last month while he healed. It had been hard on you, but you were just thankful that you hadn't lost him entirely.

The nurse turned just as you reached the outside of his room. You furrowed your eyebrows, unsure as to why she was blocking you from the door.

"Before you go in, the doctor is going to talk about his diagnosis with you for a minute."

"Ok," you nodded, a bit disheartened but otherwise complacent. As badly as you wanted to see him, you knew that his injuries had been serious and there was always a possibility he wouldn't be quite the same once he finally did get better.

The nurse walked into the room, opening the door just enough for her to slide in. You tried to catch a glimpse of Josh, but to no avail.

You recognized the doctor that walked out of the room a few moments later. The two of you had met when Josh was first admitted, she must have been the one who was supervising his care.

"Y/N Dun, nice to see you again," she smiled.

"You too."

"So, Josh's diagnosis," she said, pulling the clipboard from under her arm in front of her. "Now that's he's awake, we got a better idea of what exactly happened."

"And that is?" you asked, eager to get inside the room.

"He has retrograde amnesia." You felt your throat catch at her words. "Unfortunately, he doesn't remember most of the events that occurred before the accident. He still has most of his non-declarative memory, but his personal life remains largely a mystery to him. As we told his family, there is a good chance that he won't recognize you."

Tears were pooling in the bottom of your eyes, "Is there a chance that he'll regain his memories?"

"It's possible, but highly unlikely."

"Ok," you nodded, trying to process all of the information that you had just been told.

"Feel free to enter the room whenever you like," she smiled before walking off down the hall.

You took a moment to compose yourself, wiping away the tears that had slipped down your cheeks. In a way, you were just meeting Josh again for the first time. Hopefully this time you wouldn't make a complete fool of yourself.

With shaking hands, you reached for the handle and slowly opened the door. Josh was sitting in the hospital bed, munching on some chips and watching whatever was playing on the TV. He was wearing a beanie, one that his family must have brought him, leaving a small strip of his dark brown hair visible. You wondered what his hair looked like beneath it, since it hadn't been dyed in so long. A nurse was in the corner of the room, making some markings on a chart. He gave you a small smile, which you returned.

Josh turned to look at you when he heard the door open. His eyes widened, and he quickly wiped some of the chip dust off of his fingers before holding out a hand.