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[89]

[Taehyung]

Black.

Darkness surrounding me in the most serene and peaceful way, blocking all my senses.

Even with my eyes wide open, I couldn't make out any figures. My ears feeling like they're clogged with soft cotton and my skin numb.

The last thing I can remember is a person. Every detail on this person's face was blurred and I was left with a silhouette. But one thing remained on this mystery person. They had beautiful, gorgeous even, brown eyes that sparkled in the golden sunlight like pools of glistening honey.

Those eyes. Nothing else.

Suddenly, my skin prickled and I could feel hairs of some sort standing on my arms. I moved my body slightly, feeling surging back into my fingers.

"Taehyung?"

I could feel heavy curtains lift from my sight, and light shined brightly onto my face but I embraced it, soaking in its warmth. To my right, there was a man who was wearing thick rimmed glasses and a tired look. His hands flew to his mouth, "Oh my god, it worked.."

[Jimin]

"Guys!" Namjoon yelled from within the room and my heart sped up.

I ran into the door with my shoulder painfully before turning the knob and rushing inside, "What?! What happened!?"

Then my eyes locked with his. There he was, just sitting in that bed with a blank, curious stare.

"Tae.." Jin fell to his knees beside me and tears streamed down his face. I took slow steps towards him and I had a sense of deja vu. These steps I was taking.. they were just like those steps when I saw Byeol during her "purification rituals". Although dread set in my heart, I didn't allow myself to stop but only push forwards towards his calm figure. My body felt warm with happiness and I told myself over and over not to get too happy, especially since this very well might be a dream. When I was right in front of the bed and I saw his twinkling eyes looking at me purely, "Oh god, Tae, you're awake."

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Who are you?"

[later]

My fingers gripped the cloth of my sweatpants tightly.

"It seems that before the crash had occurred, he underwent a traumatic experience, leading to the amnesia that he currently suffers from," the doctor stated, adjusting his glasses as he squinted his eyes to look at the paper before him, "and looking at his images, there's no actual brain damage, just trauma which is inhibiting his memories from returning."

Trauma? Is that because of me?

"I've seen only a few cases like this before but each time, the patient usually recovers their memory if something can.. what's the word?" The man looked up briefly before his face lit up and he snapped his fingers, "Trigger it!"

Namjoon sat next to me with his foot tapping impatiently, "Absolutely no brain damage, right?"

The doctor nodded curtly, "Precisely."

I looked down at my trembling hands. I put them on top of each other and pushed down hard into my thighs, so they would stop shaking. Even after pushing as hard as I could, my hands would not stop shaking until a large hand was placed on top of mine. For a second, a warmth bloomed in my heart thinking that maybe Jungkook came back for me but the tingles weren't there, proving that he had left me. For good.

I looked up slowly to see a smiling Namjoon, his dimples protruding from his cheeks, "Don't worry, we can help him remember,"

The doctor coughed, "Umm, I suggest you don't attempt to inform him on anything before the accident,"

We both looked back at the man with perplexed eyes.

"If you tell him anything that had happened before the accident, he may recall that traumatizing experience that caused all of this, spiraling him into an even more serious condition. For example, PTSD."

"P-PTSD?" I stuttered.

The doctor nodded with a solemn look on his face, "I'm afraid so. All we can do is allow him to remember by himself or else we could cause some serious detrimental effects."

I nodded, soaking the information, "Yes sir."

[later]
 
Namjoon had an red apple in his hands and a knife in the other, a smile on his face, "Hello, Taehyung, would you like an apple? They're extremely rich in important antioxidants, flavonoids, and dietary fibers."
 
Taehyung blinked in response and Namjoon sighed, "I'll take that as a yes."

Namjoon then looked at the items that were in his hands and just stared at them with a contemplating look. He tightened his jaw before pulling his right hand back, the hand with the knife, as if he was about to stab someone before Jin ran up to him, "Holy fuckin hell! What are you doing?!"

A knock was heard from behind us and we all turned to see a woman in a nurse's uniform, holding a clipboard in her arm, "Please keep your voices down, there are other patients,"

Jin bowed apologetically, "Sorry, we'll be quiet."

He turned back towards Namjoon with an angry look, "What the fuck are you doing..?"

Namjoon blinked and shrugged. Jin mimicked the shrug mockingly with an ugly expression before snatching the apple and knife from his hands, "Why are you like this? Last time you came to the bar, you broke a candle, a stool, and my goddamn TV."

Namjoon shrugged once more and stared in awe at how Jin fluently cut the apples into six little slices, "You're a God of destruction, I tell ya, you do nothing but break things,"
 
Namjoon didn't disagree but continued to be mesmerized at how the little slices turned into cute little apple bunnies. He put five on the plate that was on the table and kept on in his hand, reaching his arm out to feed Taehyung who reluctantly took the apple bunny into his mouth.

I watched as he chewed the apple slowly, the old married couple bickering slowly fading into white noise. His lips moved in a circular motion as his jaws chewed up the apple firmly.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Taehyung asked after swallowing the small apple slice.

I hesitated, not really knowing how to respond to him, "You look just like my best friend,"

He process my words before smiling brightly, "Cool,"

[author's notes]

I wanted to include the artist, so I just kept their insta on the pic.

This person is so friggen talented like what😱

I wish I was artistically talented like that. Bro.