𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄, ruel imagines

(🚬) 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞

(🎋˚ · •🎍 ͎₊° 🧺 °⋆⁺. °🍸༉‧₊˚.⋆)

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: ruel x gender neutral reader
𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: ruel has a severe memory loss after an accident, and he forgets about the love of his life.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: car crash, alcohol, bruises, cuts (very minor)
𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: angst

(🎋˚ · •🎍 ͎₊° 🧺 °⋆⁺. °🍸༉‧₊˚.⋆)

I wish you will remember me again, how can you forget how whole you made me feel?

(🎋˚ · •🎍 ͎₊° 🧺 °⋆⁺. °🍸༉‧₊˚.⋆)

He looked at me and smiled, like any stranger would.

I couldn't help but smile at him. The way his skin glowed, his hair neatly parted in two sections and fell on both the sides of his face, made me look at him longer than I should've.

But who knew looking at him across the street, when we didn't know each other at all would prompt him to come to me and make a conversation?

I learned quite a bit about him; he loves to make music and hopes he gets to put it out one day. His favorite food is cheetos and he can eat it anytime in a day, and his favorite color is brown.

But beyond that, I learned he has things hidden deep in his soul. The way he revealed those things was through the songs he wrote, perfectly articulating them through his lyrics which would always put me in a trance.

Often he would come up to me with a new song, let it be a full song, or just two songs from a soon-to-become masterpiece, I would be always willing to listen to him. He would gently strum his guitar and sing out some words softly, and I would try my best to understand what he is saying and what I believe the lyrics mean.

Slowly, we got closer. The place we met for the first time became a place where we slowly unraveled ourselves, and revealed our deepest secrets to each other. The promise to always keep those secrets secret helped us form a firm relationship, built on our trust.

One of my favorite things of our relationship was how whenever we read a book, we would annotate it for the other and give it to them to read. Reading an annotated book will tell you more about the person than mere words exchanged amongst two as plain conversation can. If done correctly and interpreted accurately, annotations might as well reveal you the deepest, darkest secrets of one person.

We both thought what we have will always last together. But we were wrong. Being with him felt like being a part of a fantasy, and with time I had forgotten about the existence of reality, and only knew about one place: him. But the reality struck us like a big blow in our face. The biggest mistake we ever made: driving after we were heavily drunk from a party. What could we do? We had drowned in umpteen bottles of straight alcohol to completely stir our minds and not know where is left and where is right. It felt like as the most fun thing, as we drove on the road with a speed higher than the speed limit.

It wasn't so fun when our car crashed into a truck.

I don't remember what happened after that. But all I know was that I was saved, and he wasn't.

I endured scars and bruises all over me, and had fractures. But what I received was no where close to what he had to endure.

He lost his memory.

He was in a coma for way too long, and he had a severe memory loss. He had forgotten everything: including me. No matter how hard I tried, he could never remember me. With tears streaming down my face I showed him the songs he wrote staying up late at night, but he couldn't remember anything. I tried to revive his memory with our annotated books, but I failed.

And that's when I knew I lost him.

The Ruel I knew had a burning passion to put out music, but this Ruel didn't remember anything about it. The songs he wrote now sat in the bottom of his trash can. The new Ruel didn't write music anymore. The new Ruel didn't annotate books anymore.

The new Ruel didn't remember me anymore.

Now, it's been over a year since the incident. I have sworn to never drive after drink. In the entire year I haven't even looked at alcohol.

I walk down the road, my hands stuffed in my jacket's pocket as the cold completely encircles me within itself. Vapours leave my mouth each time I breathe out. As I continue walking down the sidewalk, my eyes find him.

He is walking down the opposite sidewalk, in the opposite direction as me. His eyes somehow find mine, and I am completely glued to my position.

What if he remembers me? I wonder. But I was wrong.

He looks at me and smiles, like any stranger would.

(🎋˚ · •🎍 ͎₊° 🧺 °⋆⁺. °🍸༉‧₊˚.⋆)
𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞

damn i got creative while writing this one-

yall i have got to say tumblr helps so much with fic ideas, there are so so many good prompts on there, like you just look at a prompt and you are immediately inspired

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