“Here” That was what a gorgeous blonde guy said when he seat beside Hoseok, offering him a chocolate ice cream. Hoseok frowned, while his hands accepted the ice cream. “You always take whatever people offers you this pisses me off.” The hot blonde guy babble, staring some kids playing around them. “But don’t worry, it’s not poisoned, it’s just chocolate. I know you like it.”

 

A smirk on the red lips of the boy made Hoseok smile. His tragic humor it’s kind of funny, Hoseok thought.

 

Maybe school friends? Didn’t remember actually, but he really looks familiar howsoever. The ice cream was tasty and Hoseok checked out the place he was.

 

A park. A beautiful one.

 

Although, he don’t remember how he gets there.

 

I think I’m dreaming…

 

He closed his eyes, feeling the gentle wind running through his hair and the hot yet nice sun heating his face.

 

Don’t feel like reality.

 

“This place it’s really cool huh?” The blond guy said, and Hoseok looked at him, their eyes connecting and a shiver running through his spine.

 

He nodded “And you look like the sun…”. That sound ridiculous, and Hoseok got all blush for saying that, but the blond hair and the peaceful gaze reminds him the sun. It’s like besides the yellow star in the sky, the boy sitting next to him was warming him up.

 

The guy smiled and something in Hoseok melted. He felt a strange heat and his palms got all sweaty. His heart skipped a beat and suddenly everything was colorful, real, intense.

 

“No, the sun is you Hoseok. I’m here just because of you sunshine” His voice was more strong now, maybe because Hoseok was paying real attention to the words this time.

 

“Who are you?” The question scapped from Hoseok’s lips.

 

“Min Yoongi” and the answer came quickly.

 

He didn’t asked anything more. He felt that Min Yoongi wasn’t there to reply anything. He was just there, just like Hoseok.

 

But Hoseok didn’t dare to look anything but him. He felt that it’s a stupid idea, because nothing looks more interesting than Yoongi.

 

“It’s time, let’s go.” The boy could see Yoongi’s lips moving before he get up and offer a hand to him.

 

Where? He almost said. But instead, he just grabbed Yoongi’s hand and interlaced to his own. Looks so right. Yoongi was cold and Hoseok face was so hot. Whenever they’re going, he felt safe right now.

 

They enter a white building, take the elevator and Hoseok feel nauseated.

 

“You ok? This is side effect of your medicine, don’t worry.” The blond said, and the boy didn’t remember why he need medicine.

 

But it’s ok. Yoongi was still holding his hand.

 

In a corridor, they walked towards a woman that had a worried face. When she saw Yoongi, she extended her arms and hugged him, doing the same with Hoseok next.

 

“How long it took this time?” The woman asked Yoongi, her eyes heavy and guilty.

 

“Three weeks. Was pretty long this time.” He replied before a man call “Jung Hoseok” and they enter in an all white room.

 

“Good afternoon. It happened again?” It was really direct, and Yoongi guided Hoseok to sit in a comfortable chair.

 

“Yes.” Yoongi said looking to the doctor, but using his free hand to caress Hoseok hair, and Hoseok didn’t minded that. Actually he enjoyed so much that he even closed his eyes and tilted his head on Yoongi’s direction. “We was in the park. We seat in a bench and he just fainted.”

 

A wave of nausea came strong. This time not because of the elevator, it’s just that something was wrong. So wrong.

 

“He took the medicine in right time?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“He sleeped well?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“Something different?”

 

“No.”

 

The room was filled with an awkward silence. What are they talking about?

 

“So, i suppose that Yoongi want to say this time?” The doctor suggested and Yoongi nodded.

 

He pulled a chair in front of Hoseok and looked him straight in the eyes.

 

“Sunshine.” He said with a soft voice and Hoseok got more apprehensive. “This man,” He pointed to the man who was wearing a white coat “he’s your doctor. We are here because you fainted in the park. You remember the park right?” Hoseok nodded. “This woman,” and Hoseok looked to the woman that was beside him. “she’s your mom. I called her, and she came as soon as she could. You remember your name?”

 

“Hoseok.” He said. But he just really know it because he heard Yoongi call him that.

 

“Yeah, good… and, there’s a reason why you can’t remember nothing Hoseok.” A cold shiver ran through his body. He swallow and wait afflicted. “You had a accident last year, and sometimes your brain collapses, making you forget everything, your name, birth, family... Nothing leftover.”

 

Then the reality destroyed him. He cried and so lost, but Yoongi and his mother comforted him like they had been seeing this scene many times. At some point, his mom was driving home and his head was lying on Yoongi’s shoulder. Didn’t matter what, the boy never let go of his hand and maybe this helped him not to sink in.

 

“She’s my mom…” Hoseok mumbled, seeing the woman smile to him through the rearview. “So what are you Yoongi?” He asked, facing their hands clasped.

 

“I’m yours.”

 

...

 

His window’s landscape was beautiful, he could see the city lights and the stars above him. He wondered how many times he saw the same scenery and appreciated it. How’s his personality? He have friends? How many? Which school he studied? Did he studied? What he looks like?

 

What he looks like?

 

He scanned his room, searching for a mirror and looking to himself. Black hair, tan skin, long face, dark chocolate eyes… How many times did he saw his reflection for ‘the first time’?

 

Yoongi, that was just staring at him from the bed, got up and hugged him from behind, putting his chin on Hoseok’s shoulder.

 

“You’re tired?”

 

“Confused” Even if he don’t know how their relationship works, Hoseok laid his head on Yoongi’s and closed his eyes, letting the boy guide him to bed.

 

“Just sleep sunshine” Yoongi voice tranquilized him. He felt so lost and helpless, then the blond ran his fingers on Hoseok’s locks and everything was fine. It wasn’t at all, but he didn’t care. As the boy lay down with him, eyes locked on each other a long silence passed before Hoseok asks:

 

“Why do you call me sunshine?”

 

And then a little more of silence. “‘Cuz you are. Your smile is contagious, you’re optimistic, hopeful, and this is why everyone calls you Hope.”

 

Hoseok liked that. He tries to smile and see how this was really easy for him, making Yoongi smile too, and this was so especial. I have to smile more, was his first goal.

 

“And you’re my boyfriend?”

 

“I am.”

 

“So you can kiss me?”

 

“I can.”

 

“So do it.”

 

“I will.”

 

And their mouths meet each other, ‘for the first time’. Butterflies in his stomach, making him weak and his heart beating like crazy. He was so nervous but Yoongi knew exactly how to calm him down, putting his hand on Hoseok’s nape, biting his lips discreetly, being so kind, loving him so bad.

 

It was so strange fallin’ in love today.

 

How many kisses, hugs, glares, smiles, precious regards I lost? How can I forget all that?

 

“I’m sorry.” Was what Hoseok mumbled, letting tears escape, again.

 

“Don’t. It’s not your fault.” And like a robot, Yoongi answered.

 

“I don’t want to forget. Anything.”

 

“You will not. I’m here Hoseok. I’m your memory. You’d said that once.” Yoongi let a kiss on his forehead.

 

“Will you be here tomorrow when i wake up? Will you be here even if i forget all again?”

 

“I’ll. I always do.”

 

...

 

 

“What inspire you to come back every time?”

 

“You.”

 

 

 

“It’s because no matter what I’m like, if I’m crying or smiling, in a bad or good mod, I always can see you fallin for me. Every in time I see your face red and your eyes not leaving my face, and then you try to talk to me, awkward and dumb. I kiss you and you melt in my arms. Unconsciously I fall for you more, and I see myself drowned by you.”

 

“I will fall in love for you every time you know.”

 

“I’ll make sure that happens.”