20| What Am I to You?

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[ HANYI ]

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[ HANYI ]

Taehyung hasn't woken up since the party. The amount of harm Jungkook did is scary, both physically and emotionally. How could he beat up Taehyung? It must have been a serious argument because I couldn't see him getting out of line like that. 

Taehyung's steady breathing was the only thing keeping me calm at the moment. I was afraid of taking him to the doctor because the bill would eventually land in my parent's hands. Namjoon, Yoongi's friend, had told me that Taehyung would be fine. Having been in a lot of fights himself, nothing terrible had come out of it other than a few broken noses. But if his health really took a decline, I would take him in a heartbeat, worrying about the explanation later. 

I sit in the butterfly chair next to Taehyung's bed, attentively taking care of him by icing his bruises, and applying ointment to his wounds. He's hurt pretty bad: a giant bruise lay on the side of his face and a couple of smaller ones lay by his eye. I hope I could make them go away quickly. He really had such a pretty face and now it's ruined.

With a heavy sigh, I roll my eyes up towards the ceiling to prevent my tears from spilling.

Sorry, mom and sorry, Mr. Kim. They left me in charge and look what happened. Taehyung probably chased after me to apologize after I said those things to him. If I had just held it in until I was home, he wouldn't have been at the party. 

Curling up on my butterfly chair, I wrap my blanket around me tighter.

Just as I was about to close my eyes, my phone goes off. I already know who it is since he's been messaging me all day.

I open up my phone and look at the old and new messages.

→ JUNGKOOK [5:00am]: Hanyi, talk to me... I need to explain everything to you.

→ JUNGKOOK [9:00am]: Are you really not going to school?

→ JUNGKOOK: [3:00pm} I stayed up all night doing the neuroscience project for us. I just presented for us and said you did most of the work.

[New Messages!]

→ JUNGKOOK: [6:30pm] Hanyi, I'm so sorry. If you knew why I did that...

I didn't want to deal him, but I had to say something. Pushing the blanket away, I sit up and respond.

← [6:31am] Then, why? Why did you do that, Jungkook?! Do you know what you've done?! He hasn't woken up yet!

I watch as the dots dance at the bottom of the screen, showing that Jungkook was replying. They would disappear and reappear again and again until I got fed up. That's what I thought.

I angrily toss the phone onto the nightstand, something catching my attention from the corner of my eye. Taehyung's awake.

My eyes widen.

He blinks slowly, the corner of his eye shutting while he winces.

"Taehyung! Oh my god. How are you feeling? Does it hurt really bad?" I gradually lower my voice, feeling that I was scaring him. Looking into his eyes, I wait for any answer.

Taehyung mutters a tiny sound before cocking an eyebrow as he stares at me.

"Who...? What...?"

"Jungkook knocked you out and Namjoon helped bring you up here...to your room." I bring him up to the present time.

He continues to stare at me, shaking his head slowly. "Who?"

"Jungkook, then Namjoon?" I repeat slower, forgetting Taehyung isn't familiar with him.

He stares at me with confusion and I elaborate, "Oh, Namjoon is Yoongi's friend." 

Taehyung looks around the room before staring back at me, giving me another shake of his head. "I don't...know."

I stand up, watching him as he scans the room before turning to me. "I...don't know."

"Taehyung?" I frown deeper as I stare at him more closely, tilting my head. I have a gut-feeling something is very wrong, but I pray that I'm mistaken.

He looks around before turning to me, fear in his eyes that's hard to fake. "Do you know who I am?"

"What?" I blurt out in a question.

"Who are you?" He repeats, the hair falling over his blank eyes as he tilts his head, "What am I...to you?"

My heart drops and I sink down into my chair, face in my hands as the reality of Taehyung losing his memories sinking in. Taehyung, please tell me that this is just a prank...

Because you're not just my stepbrother,

maybe you were also....something more?



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Author's note;;

Super short chapter, but I wrote it to get back into the swing of writing.

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