Faccia Bella 2/??
TITLE: Faccia Bella 2/??
AUTHOR: giveitupjessica
GENRE: AU, Romance, a little angst, comedy
PAIRINGS: Minkey, 2min, Jongkey/Onkey (dunno haven't decided yet)
RATING: G-NC-17 (depending on chapter.. as always)
SUMMARY: You love me the way I've always wanted to be loved but I am merely just a stand in because he's still somewhere out there. The one who you truly love but but I'll take what I can get for now because I've fallen in love with you and you loved me because you gave me his face.
A/N: So hopefully people will stop thinking of Jjong as a Creepy Mcgee and his chapter clears things. Oh and 2min is finally here, with a little awkward jongkey on the side. I plan on introducing Onew in the next chapter. :) Oh and I totally jacked the hit counter idea from your journal Dorian. haha. Hope you all enjoy this one! Oh and sorry I haven't updated Misguided Angel again I haven't had the time to give it the attention it deserves. Hopefully, I will update it this week.
CHAPTER TWO
During dinner that night, Jonghyun explains to me that he found me quite a bit away from the crash after they thought they had found all the survivors and transported them to the hospital via helicopter. He was part of the medical emergency team that was called to go to the crash. He quickly got me on a stretcher and rushed to a nearby hospital, he didn’t think I needed to be air-lifted to Seoul General since my injuries didn’t seem to be as serious as the others. He told me that he decided to stay with me when they found out that my family was in America and were having trouble getting in contact with them. Apparently, my parents were on some business trip and my sister was doing something school related.
“Well thank you again Jonghyun-ssi. I honestly, don’t think I can thank you enough. Welcoming in a complete stranger to your home, who has amnesia and couldn’t even remember his own name,” I tell him before taking a sip of the water in front of me.
“It’s nothing. I figured you’d recover better in an actual house than in a hospital. I mean there really was no need for you to stay there any longer than you had to. Hospitals can be a depressing and lonely place. At least here, it’s a little more cheery and comfortable,” he smiles at me from across the table and I can’t help but blush. That smile got to me every single time.
“Still, thank you,” I say, bowing my head slightly.
“How’s your body feeling by the way?”
“Sore as hell.”
“Not surprising. I’ll give you some stronger pain meds when you go to sleep so that you’re not waking up in the middle of night because of it.”
“Thanks.”
“Please stop thanking me. I’m just doing what the Hippocratic oath states. It’s my job to help people who need medical attention.”
I don’t know why, but my heart falls at that moment. So I was just a part of his job and had he not been in the medical field, he would have nothing to do with me, “Oh.”
“Shit. That came out wrong huh?” he gives me an apologetic look, “I’m sorry. I don’t mean it like that. I just mean that I’m happy to help you and I would help you regardless.”
“Okay,” I’m suddenly no longer hungry. I push my plate away from me, “Where’s the bathroom?”
“Down the hall and to the left.”
“Thank you,” I stand up and bow before I walk away. I didn’t need to use the bathroom, I just wanted to get away from the awkwardness that was slowly starting to fill the room. I step into the bathroom, gently closing the door behind me before locking it. I turn on the sink and lean over it. I take a few deep breathes before splashing some of the water on my face. It feels so nice, “Jonghyun-ssi!” I call out as I poke my head out of the door.
“I told you to call me Jjong!” he replies.
“Oh sorry. Jjong?” I correct myself.
“Yes Kibum?”
“Do you mind if I use the shower?”
“Of course not. Give me a second and I’ll grab you a towel and some sweats you can borrow.”
“Thank you,” I close the door and lean up against it. A shower was just what I needed. I felt a film of dirty all over me and I was itching to wash it off. And it seemed as though a shower would help me clear my thoughts and maybe get some of my memory back. A soft knock on the door causes me to jump up in surprise.
“Kibum?” he says from the other side. I open the door just enough to stick my head out and he’s smiling at me again, “Here. They might be a little big on you, but they’ll do for now. We can go out tomorrow and get you some clothes that fit you better if you want.”
“Th-Thanks,” I reach out and grab the clothes and towel from his offering hand. I still couldn’t believe someone this nice existed in the world. He reminded me of someone, I just wish I could remember who it was. My body flinches when our hands brush and I feel a little spark of electricity exchange between us, “You shocked me.”
“Sorry.”
“Thanks again.”
“Stop thanking me.”
“Okay,” we stare at each other for awhile before I finally move, “Well I’m going to shower now.”
“Okay. Let me know if you need anything else. Shampoo, condition and soap are all located in the shower. There are some face towels in the second drawer if you need one.”
“Okay. Thanks.”
“What did I say?”
“Oh yeah, sorry,” I retreat back into the bathroom and turn on the shower. The small room quickly fills with steam as the shower continues to run. I peel off the clothes I was wearing, figuring that these too much belong to Jonghyun before stepping into the shower. I immediately relax as the hot water hits my body. I grab the shampoo and start to massage it into my scalp. It felt so nice to be getting clean again. And then something pops into my mind. If I was wearing Jonghyun’s clothes and have been unconscious for the past few days then that means… He changed me… And if he changed me that means… He saw me naked?! I stop rubbing the shampoo into my hair and quickly cover up as much of my body I can with my arms and hands. I press my legs together, the feeling of being exposed taking over my body which was odd since I knew I was the only one in the bathroom. But still, the thought of Jonghyun possibly seeing every part of me, made me a little embarrassed. How could I ever look him in the face again?
*~*
An annoying beeping sound brings me out of my sleep. I open my eyes to a dark room illuminated just a little by the machine next to my bed. The source of that stupid beeping noise. I look around the room and it looks familiar. The wall paper, the pattern on the sofa in front of me, the chair in the corner, all of it looks familiar. And then I realize why it seems so familiar. It’s because I’ve been in a room very similar to this one countless times in the past two years. I’m in Seoul General Hospital.
I try to stretch my stiff body, but am restrained by something. I look over at my left arm and see that I’m hooked up to an IV as well as that damn beeping machine. Why am I here? What happened to me to make me a patient all of a sudden? I close my eyes and try to remember the last thing that happened to me. I remember visiting my brother in the morning and tell him about my trip. Where was I going again? Oh that’s right, I was on my way to the States because I got a full-ride scholarship to Julliard. I remember going to the airport and sitting in the terminal. On the plane I sat next to a feminine looking guy with feline eyes who I thought was a girl at first. I remember wondering if this is how people saw me since I was often mistaken for a girl as well. We talked about our lives. He was telling me about his boyfriend when the plane started shaking.
I remember holding onto the other guy as we were being thrown about in the sky and then the next thing I know we’re hurtling to the ground. The last thing I remember is something about returning a necklace and it being really hot. I start to rub my head because it was beginning to hurt from all the things that were suddenly flooding into it. That necklace. I can see it clearing in my mind. It was a simple platinum necklace of a lock. It was originally hanging from that boy’s neck, but had somehow ended up in my hand. I wonder where it was, I really should try to return it. I look over to the table beside me hoping it was there. But the only thing I saw was a pitcher of water and an empty glass. My hand slides down from my head and stops at my neck, massaging the back of it in hopes of getting the kink out of it. That’s when I realize something was around it. My hand follows the foreign object around my neck, until it hits something bigger. I finger the new object in my hand and quickly figure out it’s a lock. I pull it up to look at it, this was the lock that I remember. But how did it get around my neck?
I flop back on my bed, my head was hurting even more now. I knew thinking was dangerous and caused pain. But no one believed me. I start to rub my temples in hopes of easing the pain, but it doesn’t work. And now I have to go to the bathroom. I take whatever they had put on my finger off and am glad when that annoying beeping stops. I swing my legs over the bed and hop down. I grab the IV and pull it along with me to the bathroom. It feels weird peeing with that thing beside me. It kind of felt like a person was standing next to me. I quickly shake off the feeling and wash my hands. I splash a little bit of water on my face and when I lift my head a yelp escapes my mouth.
What the hell?! This isn’t my face! I bring my hand up and start to run my hand over my face, making sure it is indeed mine. I stare at the face harder and realize this is the face of the person I was sitting next to on the plane. What the fuck? How did I get his face? Am I dreaming? I had to be dreaming because this kind of shit does not happen in real life. Yes, I’m dreaming and all I have to do is wait to wake up and I’ll be back on that plane probably about to land in LA just in time to make my connecting flight to NYC. I hang my head and close my eyes, taking in deep breathes. You’re just dreaming Lee Taemin. This is all just a dream.
I nearly jump out of my skin when I feel someone place a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry baby,” Baby? What? Last time I checked I’m not someone’s baby. I’ve never been anyone’s baby. “I didn’t mean to startle you. You weren’t in your bed when I came and then I saw the light on in the bathroom and figured you must be in here.”
I look up and see the most gorgeous human being I have ever laid eyes on in my life staring at me in the mirror in front of me. I’m at a complete loss for words. This perfectly handsome stranger is calling me ‘baby’? I know that I’m dreaming now. It’s when his arms wrap around me to turn me to face him that I know that this isn’t a dream. This is reality and I needed some answers now. But then again, I guess I could spend a little time in his arms. He felt so warm. I smile crosses my face as he hugs me close to him.
“I’m so happy you’re finally awake baby. But you should have called for me or a nurse to help you to the bathroom. What if you fell or something? You need to be careful. You’re still recovering from the crash.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper into his chest.
“It’s okay. I’m just glad that you’re alive and well. You’re never leaving my sight again,” he pulls away and leans down to stare me in the eyes.
*~*
Hm, I don’t remember Key being this tall. Then again, I never used to pay attention to his height. I just knew I was always taller and he fit perfectly underneath my head. It was a little more a snug fit now, but I don’t care. He was finally awake and I couldn’t be happier.
“It’s okay. I’m just glad that you’re alive and well. You’re never leaving my sight again,” I tell him and lean down to look him in the eyes. There’s something different about them, I just can’t seem to put my finger on it though. I quickly shrug off the thought, that didn’t matter now. What mattered was the man I was holding in my arms.
“Um,” he starts, “I know that this maybe sound mean and I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but who are you?”
“Oh I’m sorry. The doctor told me that you might have amnesia and you’re probably freaking out inside that a complete stranger is hugging you all of a sudden,” I pull away and let my arms drop from his body, I can’t help but notice him shudder at the sudden loss of contact, “I’m Choi Minho. I’m your boyfriend of over one year. I’m the one who gave you that necklace.”
His hand comes up to grip the necklace around his neck and he closes his eyes. I hope he’s remembering me. I mean even if he’s not I don’t mind starting off fresh with him as long as he was still in my life.
“I remember now,” he looks at me a small smile playing at his lips, “Sorry. things are still coming back to me.”
“It’s okay baby. Take your time remembering, but for now you should rest. You shouldn’t be on your feet like this. I’ll help you back to your bed,” I wrap my arms around him and walk him back to the bed. I place the IV right next to it before lifting him up and setting him down on it. I can’t help but smile when I see that blood is starting to rush to his cheeks. I lean over and kiss him lightly on the cheeks.
“Th-thanks,” he mutters.
“Thanks for helping you to your bed or thanks for the kiss?” I tease.
“B-both.”
“Well then you’re welcome,” and give him one more kiss on the cheek, “Now go to sleep.”
“Okay, but stay with me?”
“I wasn’t planning on leaving until you kicked me out,” I pull the chair from the corner and place it next to him before taking a seat on it.
*~*
I know this is wrong. I shouldn’t be pretending to be someone I’m not. I shouldn’t be pretending to be this man’s boyfriend. But I can’t help it. Being in his arms just felt so right. And the love I felt from them was nice. I haven’t felt this kind of love before. The last time I felt love in general was when my brother hugged me good-bye all those years ago. I don’t even know if I’d be able to get a hug from him again. So I wasn’t going to pass up the offer of being hugged and loved for just a little bit.
I’m sorry Key hyung, but please just let me be you for a little bit. Let me experience the kind of love you got on a daily basis before I tell him the truth.
He helps me back to the bed and I’m caught off guard when he actually lifts me up to place me down on it. I’m even more caught off guard when his lips come into contact with my cheek. They feel nice and smooth. I know I’m blushing because of how hot my face is and even though it’s dark in the room, I’m sure he can see the red that is now painting my cheeks. He tells me to get some rest and I suddenly realize just how tired I am. I guess I really was still recuperating form the crash.
“Okay, but stay with me?” I ask, hope in my eyes as I look at him. Gosh he’s gorgeous. Key you’re so lucky to have him in your life.
“I wasn’t planning on leaving until you kicked me out,” he says to me. I watch him drag the chair from the corner over to the bed. He gives me a warm smile as he sits down on it and I don’t know what possessed me to do it, but I reached out and grabbed his hand. The look of surprise on his face scared me a little. Maybe I shouldn’t have done this. I mean I’m sure he’s getting the feeling that I’m not who I say I am. I guess it was nice while it lasted. At least I got to experience what love truly felt like for a brief moment.
I close my eyes and am about to pull my hand away when I feel his hand tighten. My eyes shoot open and I stare at him and then down at our hands before going back up to his face. He smiles at me again and I can’t help but smile back.
“Close your eyes baby. I promise I won’t go anywhere. I’ll be right here when you wake up,” he says to me, giving my hand another reassuring squeeze. I just nod my head because I don’t think I can speak in coherent sentences at this point. I feel like a giddy schoolgirl holding his hand and thinking about the kisses he gave me not too long ago. Is it possible to fall for someone this fast?
I nod my head at him and slowly close my eyes. The smile never leaves my lips as I drift off into sleep knowing that my cheeks will probably hurting when I wake up. I didn’t care though because if this is what it felt like to truly be loved, then I never wanted to let it go. Even though I’m not the person he thinks I am.
I’m sorry Key hyung, but I’m just going to borrow Minho for a little bit. Until I find you and can return your necklace to you, only then will I return him as well.
*~*
“Kibum?” I hear after a few knocks, “Are you okay? You’ve been in there for awhile now. Did something happen? Did you fall? Do I need to call an ambulance?”
I turn to face the door. I’ve been done with my shower and changed for probably about half and hour now. I just couldn’t bring myself to open that door and face him. I mean it was only logical that Jonghyun was the one who changed my clothes. And since none of the clothes I was wearing before were mine, including the boxers, they had to all be his. Which means he changed me. Which means, he saw me naked. I let out a groan as I bury my head in my hands.
“Kibum? Are you okay? Please answer me,” there’s silence for a little bit and I think he might have left but then I hear, “Shit.”
I figure I should say something before he really does call an ambulance, “I’m fine Jjong-ssi. I just needed to take a breather. I’ll be out in a little bit. Sorry.”
“Oh okay. Well I’ll be in the living room. Just holler if you need me.”
“Okay,” I listen as his footsteps become faint. I give myself a couple more minutes before I force myself to leave the bathroom. I really shouldn’t stay in here any longer, what if he had to use the bathroom. And he probably thought I was weird for staying in there for so long. I can’t hide from him forever. This was his house and I’m a guest. I shouldn’t be rude.
I shuffle in the direction of what I think is the TV. When I round the corner I see him lounging back on the couch, hands resting behind his head as he watches whatever it is that he’s watching. He doesn’t notice me so I take a minute to really look at him. He was pretty cute and had a nice body. Oh god, am I checking him out now? My eyes fall on the sliver of skin that is showing from his shirt riding up just a little because of the position he’s in. I quickly turn my head away as the blood rushes to my cheeks.
“You can come and sit down you know,” he says and I look over to see him staring at me.
“R-right,” I begin to shuffle towards the couch and take a seat as far away from him as I can. I begin to play around with my hands as awkwardness wraps itself around me. Jonghyun doesn’t seem to notice it though, he’s too engrossed into the drama that’s on the TV.
“Want something to drink?” he suddenly says as he gets up, stopping in front of me.
“No, I’m okay. I actually think I’m going to go to bed. I’m really tired all of a sudden,” I scoot over a little so that when I stand up, he’s not right in front of me and I can just walk away.
“Oh okay. I’ll show you to your room.”
“That’s okay. I remember where it is,” I start to walk away as fast as my legs would carry me.
“Okay. Oh well let me get that pain medicine for you at least,” he follows after me and when I turn around he almost runs right into me. His arms come up to grab my shoulders before we collide. A shiver runs down my spine, “Whoa, careful. We don’t need you to end up in the hospital again.”
“Yeah,” I softly push away from him, “You don’t need to get the pain medicine. I’m fine.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, good night,” and I book it down the hall until I’m back in the comforts of the room I had woken up in. I crawl under the covers and try to catch my breath, squeezing my eyes shut in hopes of falling asleep. A few minutes later I hear the door open and someone walk in. I squeeze my eyes tighter and try not to move. The person is gone just as soon as they came in. I open my eyes and look at the door before looking beside me. And there on the nightstand is a glass of water, a tiny cup with two pills in it, and a sticky note.
Just in case you need them.
Good night! Sleep tight! Don’t let the bed bugs bite!
Kekeke ^^
--Jjong ^^
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AUTHOR: giveitupjessica
GENRE: AU, Romance, a little angst, comedy
PAIRINGS: Minkey, 2min, Jongkey/Onkey (dunno haven't decided yet)
RATING: G-NC-17 (depending on chapter.. as always)
SUMMARY: You love me the way I've always wanted to be loved but I am merely just a stand in because he's still somewhere out there. The one who you truly love but but I'll take what I can get for now because I've fallen in love with you and you loved me because you gave me his face.
A/N: So hopefully people will stop thinking of Jjong as a Creepy Mcgee and his chapter clears things. Oh and 2min is finally here, with a little awkward jongkey on the side. I plan on introducing Onew in the next chapter. :) Oh and I totally jacked the hit counter idea from your journal Dorian. haha. Hope you all enjoy this one! Oh and sorry I haven't updated Misguided Angel again I haven't had the time to give it the attention it deserves. Hopefully, I will update it this week.
CHAPTER TWO
During dinner that night, Jonghyun explains to me that he found me quite a bit away from the crash after they thought they had found all the survivors and transported them to the hospital via helicopter. He was part of the medical emergency team that was called to go to the crash. He quickly got me on a stretcher and rushed to a nearby hospital, he didn’t think I needed to be air-lifted to Seoul General since my injuries didn’t seem to be as serious as the others. He told me that he decided to stay with me when they found out that my family was in America and were having trouble getting in contact with them. Apparently, my parents were on some business trip and my sister was doing something school related.
“Well thank you again Jonghyun-ssi. I honestly, don’t think I can thank you enough. Welcoming in a complete stranger to your home, who has amnesia and couldn’t even remember his own name,” I tell him before taking a sip of the water in front of me.
“It’s nothing. I figured you’d recover better in an actual house than in a hospital. I mean there really was no need for you to stay there any longer than you had to. Hospitals can be a depressing and lonely place. At least here, it’s a little more cheery and comfortable,” he smiles at me from across the table and I can’t help but blush. That smile got to me every single time.
“Still, thank you,” I say, bowing my head slightly.
“How’s your body feeling by the way?”
“Sore as hell.”
“Not surprising. I’ll give you some stronger pain meds when you go to sleep so that you’re not waking up in the middle of night because of it.”
“Thanks.”
“Please stop thanking me. I’m just doing what the Hippocratic oath states. It’s my job to help people who need medical attention.”
I don’t know why, but my heart falls at that moment. So I was just a part of his job and had he not been in the medical field, he would have nothing to do with me, “Oh.”
“Shit. That came out wrong huh?” he gives me an apologetic look, “I’m sorry. I don’t mean it like that. I just mean that I’m happy to help you and I would help you regardless.”
“Okay,” I’m suddenly no longer hungry. I push my plate away from me, “Where’s the bathroom?”
“Down the hall and to the left.”
“Thank you,” I stand up and bow before I walk away. I didn’t need to use the bathroom, I just wanted to get away from the awkwardness that was slowly starting to fill the room. I step into the bathroom, gently closing the door behind me before locking it. I turn on the sink and lean over it. I take a few deep breathes before splashing some of the water on my face. It feels so nice, “Jonghyun-ssi!” I call out as I poke my head out of the door.
“I told you to call me Jjong!” he replies.
“Oh sorry. Jjong?” I correct myself.
“Yes Kibum?”
“Do you mind if I use the shower?”
“Of course not. Give me a second and I’ll grab you a towel and some sweats you can borrow.”
“Thank you,” I close the door and lean up against it. A shower was just what I needed. I felt a film of dirty all over me and I was itching to wash it off. And it seemed as though a shower would help me clear my thoughts and maybe get some of my memory back. A soft knock on the door causes me to jump up in surprise.
“Kibum?” he says from the other side. I open the door just enough to stick my head out and he’s smiling at me again, “Here. They might be a little big on you, but they’ll do for now. We can go out tomorrow and get you some clothes that fit you better if you want.”
“Th-Thanks,” I reach out and grab the clothes and towel from his offering hand. I still couldn’t believe someone this nice existed in the world. He reminded me of someone, I just wish I could remember who it was. My body flinches when our hands brush and I feel a little spark of electricity exchange between us, “You shocked me.”
“Sorry.”
“Thanks again.”
“Stop thanking me.”
“Okay,” we stare at each other for awhile before I finally move, “Well I’m going to shower now.”
“Okay. Let me know if you need anything else. Shampoo, condition and soap are all located in the shower. There are some face towels in the second drawer if you need one.”
“Okay. Thanks.”
“What did I say?”
“Oh yeah, sorry,” I retreat back into the bathroom and turn on the shower. The small room quickly fills with steam as the shower continues to run. I peel off the clothes I was wearing, figuring that these too much belong to Jonghyun before stepping into the shower. I immediately relax as the hot water hits my body. I grab the shampoo and start to massage it into my scalp. It felt so nice to be getting clean again. And then something pops into my mind. If I was wearing Jonghyun’s clothes and have been unconscious for the past few days then that means… He changed me… And if he changed me that means… He saw me naked?! I stop rubbing the shampoo into my hair and quickly cover up as much of my body I can with my arms and hands. I press my legs together, the feeling of being exposed taking over my body which was odd since I knew I was the only one in the bathroom. But still, the thought of Jonghyun possibly seeing every part of me, made me a little embarrassed. How could I ever look him in the face again?
*~*
An annoying beeping sound brings me out of my sleep. I open my eyes to a dark room illuminated just a little by the machine next to my bed. The source of that stupid beeping noise. I look around the room and it looks familiar. The wall paper, the pattern on the sofa in front of me, the chair in the corner, all of it looks familiar. And then I realize why it seems so familiar. It’s because I’ve been in a room very similar to this one countless times in the past two years. I’m in Seoul General Hospital.
I try to stretch my stiff body, but am restrained by something. I look over at my left arm and see that I’m hooked up to an IV as well as that damn beeping machine. Why am I here? What happened to me to make me a patient all of a sudden? I close my eyes and try to remember the last thing that happened to me. I remember visiting my brother in the morning and tell him about my trip. Where was I going again? Oh that’s right, I was on my way to the States because I got a full-ride scholarship to Julliard. I remember going to the airport and sitting in the terminal. On the plane I sat next to a feminine looking guy with feline eyes who I thought was a girl at first. I remember wondering if this is how people saw me since I was often mistaken for a girl as well. We talked about our lives. He was telling me about his boyfriend when the plane started shaking.
I remember holding onto the other guy as we were being thrown about in the sky and then the next thing I know we’re hurtling to the ground. The last thing I remember is something about returning a necklace and it being really hot. I start to rub my head because it was beginning to hurt from all the things that were suddenly flooding into it. That necklace. I can see it clearing in my mind. It was a simple platinum necklace of a lock. It was originally hanging from that boy’s neck, but had somehow ended up in my hand. I wonder where it was, I really should try to return it. I look over to the table beside me hoping it was there. But the only thing I saw was a pitcher of water and an empty glass. My hand slides down from my head and stops at my neck, massaging the back of it in hopes of getting the kink out of it. That’s when I realize something was around it. My hand follows the foreign object around my neck, until it hits something bigger. I finger the new object in my hand and quickly figure out it’s a lock. I pull it up to look at it, this was the lock that I remember. But how did it get around my neck?
I flop back on my bed, my head was hurting even more now. I knew thinking was dangerous and caused pain. But no one believed me. I start to rub my temples in hopes of easing the pain, but it doesn’t work. And now I have to go to the bathroom. I take whatever they had put on my finger off and am glad when that annoying beeping stops. I swing my legs over the bed and hop down. I grab the IV and pull it along with me to the bathroom. It feels weird peeing with that thing beside me. It kind of felt like a person was standing next to me. I quickly shake off the feeling and wash my hands. I splash a little bit of water on my face and when I lift my head a yelp escapes my mouth.
What the hell?! This isn’t my face! I bring my hand up and start to run my hand over my face, making sure it is indeed mine. I stare at the face harder and realize this is the face of the person I was sitting next to on the plane. What the fuck? How did I get his face? Am I dreaming? I had to be dreaming because this kind of shit does not happen in real life. Yes, I’m dreaming and all I have to do is wait to wake up and I’ll be back on that plane probably about to land in LA just in time to make my connecting flight to NYC. I hang my head and close my eyes, taking in deep breathes. You’re just dreaming Lee Taemin. This is all just a dream.
I nearly jump out of my skin when I feel someone place a hand on my shoulder.
“I’m sorry baby,” Baby? What? Last time I checked I’m not someone’s baby. I’ve never been anyone’s baby. “I didn’t mean to startle you. You weren’t in your bed when I came and then I saw the light on in the bathroom and figured you must be in here.”
I look up and see the most gorgeous human being I have ever laid eyes on in my life staring at me in the mirror in front of me. I’m at a complete loss for words. This perfectly handsome stranger is calling me ‘baby’? I know that I’m dreaming now. It’s when his arms wrap around me to turn me to face him that I know that this isn’t a dream. This is reality and I needed some answers now. But then again, I guess I could spend a little time in his arms. He felt so warm. I smile crosses my face as he hugs me close to him.
“I’m so happy you’re finally awake baby. But you should have called for me or a nurse to help you to the bathroom. What if you fell or something? You need to be careful. You’re still recovering from the crash.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper into his chest.
“It’s okay. I’m just glad that you’re alive and well. You’re never leaving my sight again,” he pulls away and leans down to stare me in the eyes.
*~*
Hm, I don’t remember Key being this tall. Then again, I never used to pay attention to his height. I just knew I was always taller and he fit perfectly underneath my head. It was a little more a snug fit now, but I don’t care. He was finally awake and I couldn’t be happier.
“It’s okay. I’m just glad that you’re alive and well. You’re never leaving my sight again,” I tell him and lean down to look him in the eyes. There’s something different about them, I just can’t seem to put my finger on it though. I quickly shrug off the thought, that didn’t matter now. What mattered was the man I was holding in my arms.
“Um,” he starts, “I know that this maybe sound mean and I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but who are you?”
“Oh I’m sorry. The doctor told me that you might have amnesia and you’re probably freaking out inside that a complete stranger is hugging you all of a sudden,” I pull away and let my arms drop from his body, I can’t help but notice him shudder at the sudden loss of contact, “I’m Choi Minho. I’m your boyfriend of over one year. I’m the one who gave you that necklace.”
His hand comes up to grip the necklace around his neck and he closes his eyes. I hope he’s remembering me. I mean even if he’s not I don’t mind starting off fresh with him as long as he was still in my life.
“I remember now,” he looks at me a small smile playing at his lips, “Sorry. things are still coming back to me.”
“It’s okay baby. Take your time remembering, but for now you should rest. You shouldn’t be on your feet like this. I’ll help you back to your bed,” I wrap my arms around him and walk him back to the bed. I place the IV right next to it before lifting him up and setting him down on it. I can’t help but smile when I see that blood is starting to rush to his cheeks. I lean over and kiss him lightly on the cheeks.
“Th-thanks,” he mutters.
“Thanks for helping you to your bed or thanks for the kiss?” I tease.
“B-both.”
“Well then you’re welcome,” and give him one more kiss on the cheek, “Now go to sleep.”
“Okay, but stay with me?”
“I wasn’t planning on leaving until you kicked me out,” I pull the chair from the corner and place it next to him before taking a seat on it.
*~*
I know this is wrong. I shouldn’t be pretending to be someone I’m not. I shouldn’t be pretending to be this man’s boyfriend. But I can’t help it. Being in his arms just felt so right. And the love I felt from them was nice. I haven’t felt this kind of love before. The last time I felt love in general was when my brother hugged me good-bye all those years ago. I don’t even know if I’d be able to get a hug from him again. So I wasn’t going to pass up the offer of being hugged and loved for just a little bit.
I’m sorry Key hyung, but please just let me be you for a little bit. Let me experience the kind of love you got on a daily basis before I tell him the truth.
He helps me back to the bed and I’m caught off guard when he actually lifts me up to place me down on it. I’m even more caught off guard when his lips come into contact with my cheek. They feel nice and smooth. I know I’m blushing because of how hot my face is and even though it’s dark in the room, I’m sure he can see the red that is now painting my cheeks. He tells me to get some rest and I suddenly realize just how tired I am. I guess I really was still recuperating form the crash.
“Okay, but stay with me?” I ask, hope in my eyes as I look at him. Gosh he’s gorgeous. Key you’re so lucky to have him in your life.
“I wasn’t planning on leaving until you kicked me out,” he says to me. I watch him drag the chair from the corner over to the bed. He gives me a warm smile as he sits down on it and I don’t know what possessed me to do it, but I reached out and grabbed his hand. The look of surprise on his face scared me a little. Maybe I shouldn’t have done this. I mean I’m sure he’s getting the feeling that I’m not who I say I am. I guess it was nice while it lasted. At least I got to experience what love truly felt like for a brief moment.
I close my eyes and am about to pull my hand away when I feel his hand tighten. My eyes shoot open and I stare at him and then down at our hands before going back up to his face. He smiles at me again and I can’t help but smile back.
“Close your eyes baby. I promise I won’t go anywhere. I’ll be right here when you wake up,” he says to me, giving my hand another reassuring squeeze. I just nod my head because I don’t think I can speak in coherent sentences at this point. I feel like a giddy schoolgirl holding his hand and thinking about the kisses he gave me not too long ago. Is it possible to fall for someone this fast?
I nod my head at him and slowly close my eyes. The smile never leaves my lips as I drift off into sleep knowing that my cheeks will probably hurting when I wake up. I didn’t care though because if this is what it felt like to truly be loved, then I never wanted to let it go. Even though I’m not the person he thinks I am.
I’m sorry Key hyung, but I’m just going to borrow Minho for a little bit. Until I find you and can return your necklace to you, only then will I return him as well.
*~*
“Kibum?” I hear after a few knocks, “Are you okay? You’ve been in there for awhile now. Did something happen? Did you fall? Do I need to call an ambulance?”
I turn to face the door. I’ve been done with my shower and changed for probably about half and hour now. I just couldn’t bring myself to open that door and face him. I mean it was only logical that Jonghyun was the one who changed my clothes. And since none of the clothes I was wearing before were mine, including the boxers, they had to all be his. Which means he changed me. Which means, he saw me naked. I let out a groan as I bury my head in my hands.
“Kibum? Are you okay? Please answer me,” there’s silence for a little bit and I think he might have left but then I hear, “Shit.”
I figure I should say something before he really does call an ambulance, “I’m fine Jjong-ssi. I just needed to take a breather. I’ll be out in a little bit. Sorry.”
“Oh okay. Well I’ll be in the living room. Just holler if you need me.”
“Okay,” I listen as his footsteps become faint. I give myself a couple more minutes before I force myself to leave the bathroom. I really shouldn’t stay in here any longer, what if he had to use the bathroom. And he probably thought I was weird for staying in there for so long. I can’t hide from him forever. This was his house and I’m a guest. I shouldn’t be rude.
I shuffle in the direction of what I think is the TV. When I round the corner I see him lounging back on the couch, hands resting behind his head as he watches whatever it is that he’s watching. He doesn’t notice me so I take a minute to really look at him. He was pretty cute and had a nice body. Oh god, am I checking him out now? My eyes fall on the sliver of skin that is showing from his shirt riding up just a little because of the position he’s in. I quickly turn my head away as the blood rushes to my cheeks.
“You can come and sit down you know,” he says and I look over to see him staring at me.
“R-right,” I begin to shuffle towards the couch and take a seat as far away from him as I can. I begin to play around with my hands as awkwardness wraps itself around me. Jonghyun doesn’t seem to notice it though, he’s too engrossed into the drama that’s on the TV.
“Want something to drink?” he suddenly says as he gets up, stopping in front of me.
“No, I’m okay. I actually think I’m going to go to bed. I’m really tired all of a sudden,” I scoot over a little so that when I stand up, he’s not right in front of me and I can just walk away.
“Oh okay. I’ll show you to your room.”
“That’s okay. I remember where it is,” I start to walk away as fast as my legs would carry me.
“Okay. Oh well let me get that pain medicine for you at least,” he follows after me and when I turn around he almost runs right into me. His arms come up to grab my shoulders before we collide. A shiver runs down my spine, “Whoa, careful. We don’t need you to end up in the hospital again.”
“Yeah,” I softly push away from him, “You don’t need to get the pain medicine. I’m fine.”
“You sure?”
“Yeah, good night,” and I book it down the hall until I’m back in the comforts of the room I had woken up in. I crawl under the covers and try to catch my breath, squeezing my eyes shut in hopes of falling asleep. A few minutes later I hear the door open and someone walk in. I squeeze my eyes tighter and try not to move. The person is gone just as soon as they came in. I open my eyes and look at the door before looking beside me. And there on the nightstand is a glass of water, a tiny cup with two pills in it, and a sticky note.
Just in case you need them.
Good night! Sleep tight! Don’t let the bed bugs bite!
Kekeke ^^
--Jjong ^^
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