Request by: colorwolfmangeldevil
Who am I?
Where am I?
What happened?
Y/N POV
I woke up somewhere, I was surrounded by people? I don't know anymore...
"Y/N! Thank god you're alive." A blonde said cupping my face in his hands.
"Who are you?"
"Wha- what do you mean? You remember me right!?" He says, as he begins to panic.
I shook my head gently, he starts bawling into the blanket I was given. I stroke his blonde locks in an attempt to comfort him, if I could just remember who you were...
I close my eyes tightly and make some sort of attempt at remembering what happened, my thoughts were cut off by the blondes mumbling.
"It- It was my fault, I should have been more careful. Damn it, I'm such a stupid idiot." He seethes.
I gently raise his chin so we meet eyes, he looks at me sadly.
"It wasn't you're fault, a car skidded on a sheet of ice and that caused the crash. Some man, who was too high on Red Ice to drive caused this. Not you." Something came out of me, I sit there- bewildered at what I said.
Did I just remember something?
"That's what happened! What else can you remember!?" He says, hope illuminating in his eyes.
I try to think far back, some parts missing and some parts there.
"Creighton, your name is Creighton. I call you Creigh from time to time, my name is Y/N Grey, I'm your lover." I look at him, he looks back shocked as well.
"That's right! What else?" He says happily.
"I have two grandparents, one loves flowers, one loves to cook..." I say, recollecting another thing.
"I love to cook!" I say joyfully.
"Oh my god, Y/N. It's really you!?" He cups my face and pulls it closer to his.
"Yes Creigh darling, it's me. Y/N!" I close the gap between us.
We share a short tender kiss and break apart, looking at each other longingly.
"Y/N, I love you." He says softly.
"I love you too."
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Creighton Styles One-Shots!
FanficOne-Shots with this guy cause why not? (None of the art belongs to me unless I say so) Disclamer: None of Cooking Diary belongs to me, this is fan-made and not canon.