Shaking [hwabyul]

Part 2

Moonbyuls apartment was... small, but not in a confining way. It was crowded, but in a way that made it seem homely. Cozy.

When you walked in the door to the complex there was a small hallway with a red welcoming mat at the door. It reminded me of home, cozy on the outside, but seemingly empty.

When you walked in her apartment, on the right wall there was a door leading to the bathroom, and a small picture, just swirls of red, blue, purple, green, any color you could imagine, swirling and blending to each other. On the left wall, there were two doors. One led to the living room and kitchen, the other to a bedroom.

The bedroom had a theme of dark red, black, and white, a theme I saw throughout a lot of the house. There was a queen sized bed, with a maroon comforter and white pillows. There were fairy lights around the bedpost and running around the ceiling of the room, around the sides of a bulletin board too.

The bulletin board had pictures of nature, cities, people, animals. A picture that caught my attention had multicolored broken glass, surrounded by flowers. Under it was a quote, 'Many times, the things surrounded by beauty are the most broken.'

"Are you done snooping?" Moonbyul asked with a grin, and I immediately put my head down. "I'm s-sorry, I was just looking around," I said frantically, not wanting this beautiful, smart, caring girl- not wanting Moonbyul to be mad at me.

Her worried face came on again, just like when she had first met me. "I was just kidding, no reason to be sorry," she said, and suddenly I wanted to cry because of how nice she was. She made it seem like I was the only thing she cared about, and it was something I had never quite felt before. Other than from my flower, but I could barely remember her, remember anything.

I liked how it felt.

I suddenly came to a realization. I may like her, but I don't want to share a bed with her. She had already told me the couch was almost too small to lay on comfortably, much less sleep on.

"Moonbyul!" I said with an urgency in my voice I don't think I had used towards her since I met her.

"Yes?" she answered, confused. She was used to me being timid and closed off, it was just the way I was with new people.

"There is only one bed!" I exclaimed, in a voice that made it seem obvious.

"We can sleep in the same bed Hwasa, we've done it before!" she giggled slightly. Moonbyul freaking giggled.

"Okay, but what if I bother you during the nigh- wait. We've done it before?" I exclaimed. No matter how much her voice, the way she moved, the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed, reminded me of my flower, she would never be the certain flower I knew, slept in the same bed with.

Even if I forgot every aspect of my flower, I could remember that she wasn't a girl who seemed to be addicted to coffee and beer, a girl who couldn't get a date. My flower was never someone who was lonely, she was always around our friends.

The ones I could no longer remember other than one feature from each.

One of them had the most amazing aegyo,

Who happened to love the one with the biggest girl crush vibes.

One with the ultimate sexy-cute traits,

Who loved the one with an odd Squirtle obsession.

Another was called our Human Gucci,

In love with what she called, her 4D babe.

The bright Sun, in love with our calm Wind.

And suddenly, for the first time in months, I could remember everything that happened before I was nineteen.

I could remember Sana loving Jeongyeon, Joy loving Yeri (lol Katy), Jennie loving Jisoo, and Solar loving Wheein. I could remember me loving my flower, I could remember us getting in an accident. I could remember my parents saying I could never see her again when I woke up, I could remember not knowing who they were talking about, only knowing her as my flower, and I could remember them being relieved I couldn't remember her.

I could remember running away, only knowing my name, and that I had to get out of there. I remember a man coming up to me, knocking me out, making me lose my memory- as if that hadn't already happened- and telling me to work at his bar.

I remembered who my flower was. The girl I loved, and cherished, and wanted to keep forever.

I remembered my flowers name was Moonbyul.

A/N: Wowww... shitty chapter amirite? lol, I am so sorry for this cliche AF story... bai now! Luv you lots!! <3