"A scattered dream that's like a far off memory

A far off memory that's like a scattered dream...

- I wanna line the pieces up.

Yours and Mine."

Chan felt a fierce grasp on his left hand and began to flutter his eyelashes, slowly narrowing his eyes towards the person. In the visitors' chair sat a small framed teenage boy, with his head hung low as if he was praying. Amnesia had left him clueless to the boy's name but he knew he was important to him. He could tell by the way his heart fluttered when their gaze connected, like an electric shock through his weak body. "C-Chanhee? You're awake." The boy looked happy as a person could.

"Hello..." Chan replied simply, the boy's huge gummy smile and squinted eyes both faded back to a frown of disappointment. 'He doesn't remember...' Byung realised this but he was sad because it was only thing he had hope for, in the past nine hours by Chan's bedside, he had hoped. Hoped that he would have a full recovery. That he would remember him even with his amnesia. Hoped he wouldn't forget the special moments they shared. "You get discharged later today Chanhee and there's something I'd like you to see. I think it might help your memory." Byung didn't know what else to do, Chan looked out of the window and then back at Byunghun "What's your name, I'm Chanhee. I'm sorry I've forgotten your name but I know who you are and I know you're very special to me. But at the same time, when I see you I feel this great pain in my chest..." Chan confessed all his current feelings.

Byung began tearing up hysterically until he couldn't help but let the tears surface. He looked insane but didn't really care, he stiffened his bottom lip and went in to hug Chan around the waist. "Chanhee, I'm Lee Byunghun and I will see you, hug you and protect you for everyday that you live on this earth. Cause' you're gonna need me." Byung stated, Chan's widened eyes just stared at the boy hugging him tightly. "Okay Byunghun." Chan agreed, though very confused, as he smiled and hugged Byung back.

A doctor came along then and the two separated, he threw up the charts with his left hand and cheekily caught them with his right. He hummed and scanned the documents, finally he broke the tension by admitting "there's good news and bad news, good news: you've made a full recovery and you don't have any severe brain damage. Bad news: a slight case of amnesia, it's a form of memory loss caused by trauma to the head, luckily for you, you've only forgot your most recent memories and a few past ones. You're a lucky kid Chanhee-sshi, you made it out with only a broken arm and a little amnesia, I urge you to be more careful in the future." The doctor patted Chan's shoulder while Byung thank him humbly with a bow.

"Chan?" Byung asked when he knew the doctor was out of ear range. "Yes?" Chan smiled, happy about the news of his recovery, Byung couldn't help but smile as well
"W-what do you actually remember... About everything. Anything." Byung gripped his hand firmly and stared into his eyes. Chan blinked and narrowed his eyes, in an attempt to remember anything. “I remember... a truck and something about you... standing there but there’s something else-” Byung fidgeted towards Chan, wanting to know the vital last memories of his “I remember a man... At my door, that’s it...” Chan sighed and looked at Byung “Is that bad?” Chan asked as he bit his lip. Byung couldn’t help but smile at him, it was an involuntary response “That’s not bad at all Chanhee.” Byung said soothingly.

Chan and Byung shared a deep gaze then, Chan could see something in this boy and it began to upset him that he couldn’t remember anything about him. Byung stood up and began to leave “W-Where are you going?” Chan asked, “Just to arrange something. I’ll be back when you get discharged” Byung said smoothly, then squealed when he was out of Chan’s ear range. “He’ll definitely remember by tonight...” he muttered to himself.

Chanhee felt a strange absence while the boy was gone and sat around moping until he came back, he’d look out the window, look at the tv. A few times he wondered where his family was. ‘I do have a family right?’ Chan wondered, the thought started to give him a headache. “Aish, this hurts.” he hissed at his headache, ‘that boy better get back here soon...’ he thought as he pouted and crossed his arms. Drifting off to sleep until around 8:00 o'clock.

Slowly, he awoke to pitch black darkness, he fidgeted and pulled off a blindfold that covered his eyes. What he saw filled him with a magical happiness that he couldn’t remember ever feeling before. He was sat on a little hill, with a river below and above him were thousands and thousands of perfectly lit stars, a full glowing moon- candles and twinkle lights masqueraded the scene, powered by a small generator. Chanhee’s jaw was gaping in awe of the little paradise.

Byung was sat in the midst of all the delicate light, looking as delicate and pristine as a newly crafted porcelain doll, gazing up at the stars with a humble smile. He tilted his head towards Chan when he noticed his sudden movement, the blond boy pushed himself off the log and came towards Chanhee, lifting him up by his good arm and taking him to the log. They both sat down, not yet speaking but enjoying the view nonetheless “Chanhee...” Byung whispered. “Yes Byunghun.”, “Do you remember this place?” he asked, Chan shook his head and hung his head.

Byung exhaled and took a leap of faith, he slowly placed his fingers of Chan’s jaw and removed the little space between them. Their lips met for the first time for a gentle kiss, fireworks exploded in Byung’s heart and he didn’t care weather the kiss was too soon, too rash right now it was the most perfect moment he could’ve imagined.

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Author's Notes:

Sorry this has took so long=___=

been off school and in school.

sick sick sick

but anyway this is in honour of bby Chanhee's birthday

HAPPY BIRTHDAY POWER VOICE!

(btw, i'm going by korean time)

thanks for looking:DDDD