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When he woke up he was unsure where exactly he was. The lights were harsh against his sleep-ridden eyes and the clean smell had stenched the place. His entire body felt stiff as if he’d been laying down for too long. Loud beeping noises could be heard and once he looked around he concluded that he was in a hospital.
Before him stood a man, a tall man. He was dressed in a formal suit, but his hair was down which made him look younger. A smirk leered on his lips. He felt a pull towards the stranger, something warm spread within him, but he couldn’t quite place from where he knew him.
“Vincenzo, so nice of you to finally join us,” The man said, his eyes burnt of strong emotions. The other clearly recognized him, but Vincenzo wasn’t able to do the same. He felt bad, if he was here in his hospital room they must have had a deeper connection. At least he knew they had some type of relationship, as it seemed like his body reacted to the other. His heart was beating fast and his body seemed to want to move in his presence. He must have been very close with the other if he felt this jittery from just being a small space away from him.
Vincenzo felt a sheepish grin fall over his face, unsure what to do with the situation that presented itself.
“I’m terribly sorry, but” he braced himself, afraid that he might offend the other. “Who are you?”
The tall man furrowed his brows, studying him as if it was a joke. The hand that had previously been gripping onto the hospital beds frame, now fell to the side of his body as if it lost all strength.
“... what?”
When the man didn’t say anything more, Vincenzo bit his lip feeling unsure how to approach the man in a way to not hurt his feelings.
“I’m really sorry to say but I can’t quite place you. I can’t remember . But I feel like we have some type of connection to each other, as if I had some type of strong feeling towards you. Did-” Vincenzo stopped himself, feeling quite warm in his collar at the confession. “Did we date? Are we dating?”
At the words, the other choked on his own spit.
“I’m Hanseok,” The man’s eyes were bewildered. Or well, Hanseok’s eyes were bewildered Vincenzo supposed. “The guy you continuously try to-” Hanseok didn’t finish the sentence, instead he scanned Vincenzo’s face, as if to see if there was any trace of recollection.
“Try to what?” Vincenzo felt a flush over his face, maybe this was the guy he had tried to court. The feelings could have possibly been unrequired. He felt bad for pushing the scenario on the poor guy.
“How much do you remember?” Hanseok said slowly, confusion riddled over his face.
“I don’t… quite know?” Vincenzo murmured. He tried to think long and hard, but it was as if his head was filled with fog. He couldn’t quite place anything, only small facts about himself. Otherwise, it was empty. “I know my name, but… I can’t place what age I am, where I am or.. just that type of thing. My head just feels really heavy, it hurts to think.”
The other stood still on, weighing from foot to foot. But suddenly Hanseok crossed the floor, sinking down on a chair beside the bed. He took Vincenzo’s hand into his own and gave it a light kiss. Hanseok turned to him and gave a warm smile, Vincenzo instantly thought that he looked a lot younger than before.
“Ah, baby ,” Hanseok said the pet name in English, it made something tug inside of Vincenzo but he couldn’t quite place the feeling. “I’m so glad you remembered we’re dating. I was so afraid when you didn’t recognize me.”
The words from Hanseok made something icy settle in his stomach. It was as if his body was telling him something his mind couldn’t figure out. But Vincenzo tried to ignore it in favor of making his boyfriend (?) happy. It was the least he could do to make it up for Hanseok after he forgot about him.