it was 10 pm when youngjae got hit

by 10:15 he was being rushed to hospital

at 10:30 he was lying in the hospital bed, unconscious

it was exactly 10:32 when it was announced he had a mild concussion

Daehyun walked into the room to go and visit his best friend of 5 years he stepped over to the bed, "who are you" youngjae voice croaked as his hands pushed up from the mattress sitting himself up, his baggy hospital robes falling slightly off his shoulder, and the bandages placed delicately across his head just these 3 words and daehyun knew youngjae wasn't lying he could tell by the way his voice sounded, and the way his head leaned to the side like a confused puppy. "it's me, your best friend, Daehyun, Jung Daehyun" he said with hesitation the tears falling down his cheeks as he stared at youngjaes  struggling, limp body.

Apart from all this happening Daehyun still felt the attraction towards youngjae, and he wouldn't just leave him alone "I still don't know who you are" youngjae repeated slowly. "it's me, your best friend".