Forgotten You

1: Snow

Idk whyy I'm writing another story when I'm just a mess with the other one but I don't think I care.

The place was as white as heaven.

Or what he thought heaven looked like, at least. Maybe it was hell for all he knew.

It was a winter wonderland with a frigid cold that seeped into his bones. But why did it smell so much like aseptic?

Was he still in Korea?

The low ringing in his ears became robotic beeping. The beeping was constant, something he could focus on.

He realized he only opened his eyes halfway. With more force than required, he blinked them open.
His vision was hazy and distorted, and he began to panic.

The rhythmic beats started to sound more erratic, along with his rapid breathing.

The sound of a door opening only worsened his state of unease.

"Hey, hey, you're alright. Breathe slowly, Jimin."

She was Korean. Thank god he was still in Korea. His name is Jimin, Park Jimin.

His name is... Park Jimin. Omega. Born on October 13th, 2019. That's all he remembered.

Why can't he remember more?

He heard himself make an inhuman noise. It sounded like a wounded, dying animal.

"Shh. Don't force yourself. You're safe. You're in Jeju Island hospital." The person's warm touch on his frozen hands brought him small comfort.

He tried to zone in on her and finally noticed something he hadn't before. She was an omega.

Like him.

Her scent was an overpowering magnolia. It released into the air in heavy flows. These were comforting hormones that Omegas release when they felt another in distress.

The beeping returned back to its peaceful, melodic tone.

Jimin relaxed his tense muscles and sighed almost painfully. The Omega nurse (he guessed) removed her hand and fumbled with something near him.

She made easy conversation with him in her ripe voice. "Can you see me, Jimin?"

Jimin moved his head, no. He blinked quickly and squeezed his eyes shut. He finally removed the blurriness as tears drip down his face.

The nurse smiled down at him sympathetically. Her soft, brown hair and lidded eyes faintly reminded him of someone.

He wondered who?

"Hey there. My name is Jin Ha and I'm your nurse. Are you thirsty?"

He nodded slowly, still feeling like his body got ran over thirty times. When she moved to his bedside table to pour him a drink, he looked down at his body and analyzed himself.

His right arm is in a cast and his exposed legs were bruised badly. Jimin was in a gown that felt rough against his irritated skin.

What happened?

The nurse held the tall cup of water to his lips. With eagerness, he opened his mouth and gulped down the water.

His dry mouth watered from the liquid. She stopped when some spilled out of the corner of his mouth and wiped it clean with a towel.

"The doctor will be with you in a moment, Jimin. We are a little busy, but he'll be here very soon. Can you speak?" She basically cooed.

The other omega opened his chapped mouth, but only a weak squeak came out. The nurse smiled encouragingly and held his limp hand in hers.