Forget Me Not ⎸ravn x hwanwoong

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Hwanwoong heard the thud of something hitting the side of the car, the shattering of the glass, before he had felt his body turned to the side as the car tumbled off from the driveway, stopping when it laid on its side. Hwanwoong could feel something trickle from his head, as to what he wasn't sure. He tried to bring up his hand to his head, wanting to see what it was, (hoping that it wasn't what he had feared), but his arm was starting to feel like lead, it started to feel numb.

Hwanwoong tried to look around, as much as his body would allow him, wanting to know about the driver's condition, but as he began to move around, dark spots had clouded his vision before it completely overtook him, bringing him into the depths of unconsciousness.

Outside the road was dead silent, as it was almost nearing midnight, the streets bare for the majority of the population had retired to the safety of their home. There was smoke coming from the crashed car, as the perpetrator shakily descended from his tuck, hand fixed permanently on his mouth, in shock and guilt, before grabbing his phone and calling the emergency team. After the man was sure that the ambulance was coming, he rushed towards the car, turning on his flashlight as he looked inside.

In the backseat he saw a small young man, blonde hair bleeding crimson as blood had started to taint it but looking closely there was still telltale of life within the young man as compared to the driver who was still. The man tried opening the door, but it was stuck. His hand bled from the tiny pieces of glass when he tried every other option to try and open the door but to no avail.

The man bolted towards his truck, in search of something, anything that could maybe save the young man inside, something that could open the wrecked doors. After a minute of searching, he had grabbed hold of a crowbar, that he had borrowed from his friend one time and had failed to return it. When he had reached the car, the man slotted the crowbar into the space between the door and its frame. Trying to force the door open.

After what felt like eternity, the man had finally managed to open it, just in time. He had heard the sirens getting closer, the flashing of the red and blue lights filled the night sky, as the ambulance, along with a police car, skidded to a stop a few meters away from the car.

The paramedics immediately rushed to the scene, heaving the unconscious young man's body from the wreckage and into the stretcher. They hooked him up to an ECG monitor, its beeping an indicator that the young man was still clinging to life, but if they didn't hurry to the hospital then the young man would cross the other side soon. Hwanwoong's eyes fluttered open, the white light blinding his vision and the blaring of the sirens invaded his ears too loudly for his liking. He covered his ears from the noise, but someone was stopping him from doing so. Hwanwoong tried to struggle, but the hand holding him down was persistent, so he just gave up.

Hwanwoong felt someone pressing on his head, something about stopping the blood flow from there. Hwanwoong wasn't sure because the voices that surrounded him slowly turned into murmurs, his vision blurring as darkness claimed him once again.

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The moonlight seeped through the windows, illuminating a sleeping figure on the bed, too deep into his dreams for anything to wake him up, unless it was a phone ringing loudly beside him, which was currently happening. Groaning, Youngjo peeked through his heavy-lidded eyes, he stretched his arms, blindingly searching for that annoying sound, which turned out to be his phone. Upon checking the screen, Youngjo saw Hwanwoong's name which removed all the sleep he had in his body.