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Learning the truth from someone you probably just met is indeed extremely unconvincing.

But as i listened to this guy sitting beside my bed, I learned a few things about myself.

And how I got here.

My name is y/n. An ordinary 23-year-old with no parents left to live with. I got into a car accident three months ago, a car that was filled with me, mom, my younger sister and dad, yet it was only me who survived with memory loss.

"Who are you?" my slow voice asked this jet black hair colored guy beside me.

"I'm Jin, Kim Seokjin"

His voice hitched.

"And I happen to be your husband" his eyes were still watery as he said those words.

"my husband?"

"Yeah"

and the atmosphere went tremendously silent. I gritted my teeth as I tried to recall back my memories. Nothing came back, what came back was the throbbing pain felt from my head and I drove away to nothingness.

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a/n: OMFG 7 YEARS WITH BANGTANN!!¤♡

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