Amnesia

Jimin and Seokjin. How could you describe these guys in two words? Easy and simple: friends and enemies. They lived together, and walking through their house you will never notice any calm and peaceful picture. One could catch only one picture: swearing for any reason and arguing. However, all this disgrace often lasted for about 20 minutes, and both guys went to their rooms, swearing that they would never speak to each other again. However, this oath was quickly interrupted. Let's move on to the description of the guys themselves. Jimin was a short and handsome guy with brown eyes, his personality was friendly and understanding, and he was easily embarrassed. In general, he was quite quiet and modest. Park's hobbies included dancing, and he also loved singing, and devoted all his free time to this. But Seokjin was different. He was older and taller than Jimin, and was quite handsome in appearance, which he was very proud of, and often boasted about it to Jimin. Also, Jin was a big fan of grumbling and often reproaching him for something, and Park especially got it. Like the younger one, he loved to sing; he sang anywhere and at any time. Regardless of where he was at the moment. Jimin was a little more modest in this regard. Also, Seokjin loved cooking food, and just like cooking, he loved tasting it. Everything cooked disappeared instantly. Overall, despite his character flaws, Seokjin was quite friendly and nice. What were both guys doing now? I don’t think you’ll have to think long about the answer. Seokjin stood in front of the mirror and admired his beauty, and at first he did not notice Jimin passing by him. — Oh, Jimin, just look... — Seokjin drawled, not looking up from the mirror. — Well, isn't it true that I'm beautiful? It’s not for nothing that everyone considers me “worldwide handsome”!.. — Yes. What's true is true. — Jimin sighed, tired of everyday boasting. — You should brag less! It would be better to get busy. Look what a mess... - What? — Seokjin abruptly looked away from the mirror. - Am I bragging? — Well, it begins... — Jimin whispered. — I’m bragging, you see... — Seokjin snorted. — I’m just admiring myself. Is there anything bad about this? — No, — Jimin answered. - But why do you tell me about this every time?.. You could have silently... - Silently... Silently! I can't be silent! - Seokjin said. - So uninteresting. As many people as possible should know about my beauty! - Yeah! That is, in your concept, I’m “a lot of people,” — Jimin grinned. - Oh well. - Don’t you agree, or what? — Seokjin squinted, putting the mirror aside. — You are the only one who lives with me! And the only one with whom I share my impressions. - Yeah, that’s what I understood! - Jimin said. — oh, Jin, what happened to you? You used to be friendlier and calmer... - Is it me? - Seokjin faked a laugh. - nothing like this. Yes, with someone like you, I just can’t be friendly! - What do you mean with “people like me”? — Jimin raised an eyebrow. - With a quiet, modest person... and who are you there... In short, with someone who can’t stand me, that’s it! - Jin finished abruptly. - What? Stand you? Here's another! - Jimin pouted, looking away from Jin. - Here you see! - Jin said triumphantly. - And you also ask to be treated well! You have been dreaming! - You know? If so, then I'm not talking to you! - Jimin exclaimed. - Me too then! - Seokjin muttered. - Of course-of course! - Jimin exclaimed.— Then you’ll be the first to come running to me. I know your “I don’t talk”! - What more! - Seokjin snapped. - I have nothing else to do. - Then... Then I'll go outside. So that none of us breaks the agreement of silence. - Jimin stated decisively. - Yeah, you can get lost. At least on all four sides. It will be a little calmer without you. — Seokjin waved it off and stared at the mirror again. And Jimin left the house, slamming the door for show, and walked wherever his eyes were looking. It was light and cloudless outside. Jimin squinted at the light that immediately hit his eyes. Blinking, he opened them and walked forward along the asphalt city road. “It’s so good that I was away from this fantasy at least for a moment!” - Jimin thought calmly. — “But sometimes you can’t fight him off! I bet he keeps looking in his mirror..." Quickly pushing these thoughts aside, Park began to admire the beauty of the city that surrounded him. Shops, neon advertising signs (which glowed so beautifully at night)… Everything was so wonderful and amazing, as if Jimin was seeing it all for the first time. After walking around a bit, he sat down on a bench in the shade. The coolness was pleasant, and Park did not want to leave it back into the sun. A little later, he heard a familiar voice. - Oh, hi, Jimin! - they called out to him. Recognizing the owner of the voice, Jimin became embarrassed and slowly looked up. Kim Namjoon stood in front of him and smiled welcomingly. Namjoon, like Jin, was older than Jimin, but unlike the second, he was his best friend, and they never quarreled. On the contrary, they expressed strong sympathy for each other. And soon Jimin began to realize that he felt something more for Namjoon. Namjoon himself was friendly and kind, always supporting those who were feeling bad, giving advice... These were the qualities Park liked about him. — Hi, Namjoon... — Jimin greeted embarrassedly. -Where is Jin? - Namjoon asked, sitting down next to Jimin. — Did you quarrel again? — Of course... — Jimin sighed. - How he infuriates me with his boasting... — I understand... But maybe he just doesn’t have anyone to talk to? Here he is out of boredom... — Namjoon suggested. - You mean there’s no one to talk to? What about Hoseok? Yoongi? - Jimin asked. Hoseok and Yoongi were friends of Seokjin and Jimin. And they were complete opposites of each other. While Hoseok was the most cheerful, and literally seemed to radiate sunshine, and gave a good mood to those around him , Yoongi was more serious, a little withdrawn, and sometimes rude and cold. However, with all this, he was an excellent friend and an understanding person. — Seokjin rarely communicates with them... — Namjoon said. - So he got bored. I have an idea! How would you like us all to get together in the evening, take a walk and chat? - Great! - Jimin agreed happily. - Well... Then see you in the evening! - Namjoon said, and smiling, stood up, waved his hand to Jimin one last time, and walked away. And Park, all in his dreams, wandered home. - Are you saying Joon decided to gather us together to hang out? — Seokjin said to Jimin in the evening. — Well, I'm all for it. I haven't seen the guys for a long time. But I need to get ready... - “He’s preening again...” — Jimin rolled his eyes. But he had no time to be angry with Jin. Surprisingly, now Park didn't even intend to be angry with him, and he didn't irritate him at all. The guy felt some kind of strong calm and serenity. It seemed to him as if he were standing alone in a field of flowers, and the world around him shimmered with bright colors. "What happened with me?" - Jimin thought. - “The feeling is so pleasant... It’s warm inside... What caused all this?” — and at the same instant, Namjoon’s facial features appeared in Park’s head. When thinking about him, the guy’s pleasant sensations only intensified, and his heart began to beat like crazy... Suddenly, the guy flinched from the sharp sound of a click. - Jimin! Jimin-ssi! - a sharp voice called out to him. Seokjin. - Well, you finally heard. It's time to go out, guys are waiting for us! — I... Uh, yes... Okay, Jin...— Jimin said slowly. Seokjin, not paying attention to his strange behavior, turned around and opened the door. Both guys went outside, where they were expected. - Oh, what people! - Hoseok’s joyful voice rang out. He jumped up and ran up to Jimin and Seokjin and hugged them tightly. —N...No hugs... — Seokjin grumbled. - You... You will strangle... — Hoseok released the guys from the hug and went to Yoongi and Namjoon. Yoongi greeted with a reserved expression, as usual, and Namjoon simply nodded with a smile. - Well, where shall we go? - Seokjin asked. What difference does it make to us? - Hoseok remarked cheerfully. - Wherever your eyes look! By the way, Jin, you have changed since our last... has become more beautiful! - Oh really? — Seokjin perked up. — Don’t flatter me, Hoseok... - Come on! What's true is true, isn't it? - Hoseok said. Seokjin agreed with him, and the two of them began to have a lively conversation. But Jimin didn’t listen to her. He was daydreaming about Namjoon again, and didn’t notice how he had gone far ahead. So, wandering in this serenity, Park reached the ledge. And since it was getting close to evening, sunset appeared in the sky . It was pinkish and yellow, and the bright scarlet sun was slowly descending below the horizon. And all this was decorated with light pinkish clouds floating across the sky. Suddenly, Jimin felt someone take his hand. The guy shuddered and turned around. He noticed Namjoon taking his hand and watching the sunset with him. — Today the weather is especially warm... And the sunset is beautiful... — Kim said quietly, without letting go of Jimin’s hand. — Y...Yes...Very beautiful... — Jimin mumbled out of embarrassment, and his cheeks were covered with a pink blush. For a minute the guys stood in silence, holding hands and not taking their eyes off this beautiful sunset sky. Meanwhile, the trio: Yoongi, Hoseok and Seokjin silently watched what was happening. Well, how silent... Seokjin and Hoseok broke the silence in every possible way. - Namjoon and Jimin... Together... What is this being done! - Seokjin said. - What’s so surprising about this, Jin-a! - Hoseok answered. — I’ve noticed for a long time how Namjoon looks at our Jimin! I just felt in my gut that there was something between these two... - Yeah... And I noticed that Jimin has been very dreamy lately... Neither give nor take - he fell for this Namjoon! — Seokjin said. Hoseok opened his mouth to answer something when he was interrupted by Yoongi, who had been silent the whole time. - Let’s move a little further and not disturb them! - he said. - They should be alone now... — Yeah, well... — Hoseok drawled, rolling his eyes. — Listen, Hoseok... — Yoongi began. — There are many more interesting and beautiful things here. Now we will go somewhere else and find more beautiful places to view your order, let's leave Namjoon and Jimin alone for a while... — Well, okay...— sighed Hoseok, and, looking at Joon and Jimin for the last time, disappeared with Seokjin and Yoongi. And at this time, Namjoon slowly turned Jimin towards him and looked intently into his eyes. Then, he leaned down slightly and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Park shuddered, and goosebumps ran through his body. The whole world around him was rapidly rushing away, and the earth disappeared from under his feet. Jimin closed his eyes in pleasure. He wanted this moment to last forever and never end. After 5 minutes, Namjoon pulled away from Jimin and looked into his eyes again. — I love you...— whispered the elder. — I love you too... — the younger one answered quietly. After this evening event, Jimin could not sleep for a long time, and thought about what happened. Namjoon... Namjoon loves him! Just him... Emotions of joy and happiness did not allow Park to plunge into the world of dreams for a long time. He remembered everything: the beautiful sunset, and how June took his hand, and... And finally, this gentle kiss... Out of serenity, Jimin closed his eyes, relaxed, and felt that he was finally falling into sleep. However, he had no idea that his life would soon change greatly... Three days have passed. All these days, Jimin noticed very strong oddities. Seokjin stopped looking in the mirror, admiring himself, stopped bragging to Park, stopped quarreling with him... He became silent and cold, and to any questions he either did not answer at all or answered coldly: “It doesn’t matter.” Always cheerful and cheerful, Hoseok seemed to “go out” in the literal sense of the word. Not a trace remained of his former joy. He became sad and often walked around serious. The only one who hasn't changed emotionally is Yoongi. However, he became doubly secretive. And he was silent more often than usual. But what bothered Jimin more was that Namjoon was missing. No matter how much Park asked his friends about him, they did not answer. And at the same time they looked somehow strange... Did something really happen? One day, while Seokjin was having breakfast in the kitchen, Jimin decided to act firmly. - Maybe you can already explain to me what’s going on? - Park asked firmly. -Where is Namjoon? Where did he go? — You don’t need to know this... — Seokjin muttered and turned away from Jimin. He noticed that in Jin's eyes something like pain flashed through. — You always say that! I want to know where he went! Finally tell me! — Jimin started screaming. Seokjin winced. — Okay, so be it, I’ll take you to him... — he sighed. - But promise me... That you won’t be very disappointed and surprised... — Okay... I promise... — Jimin replied. He didn’t understand why he should be disappointed and surprised, because he was just going to Namjoon... On the contrary, he should be very happy! Soon, the guys reached the house in complete silence. Yoongi met them there. His gaze was cold and piercing, which immediately made Jimin feel uneasy. -Are you visiting Namjoon? - Yoongi asked. Park nodded. - I do not advise. Everything has changed! Everything! — he stated firmly. Jimin noticed from the corner of his eye that Seokjin lowered his head with sadness. — Yes, everything has changed a lot... What a pity...— sighed Hoseok, passing by. - I still want to see him! - Jimin said quietly. — Okay... Come with me...— Yoongi said and beckoned to Jimin. They walked down the corridor together. Seokjin walked behind and was very serious. And Park walked ahead and the excitement did not leave him. The guys reached the room where Namjoon was supposedly located in complete silence. The door to the room was slightly open, and a thin strip of light entered the dim corridor. Yoongi stopped in front of the door and looked at Jimin. — Are you sure you’re ready to see him? - he asked quietly. - Ready. One hundred percent. — Jimin tried to speak confidently, but inside he continued to feel anxious. - Fine. He’s here...— Yoongi looked at the door. - But I repeat... I warned you... Everything has changed, and most likely this meeting will not bring you joy... — Jimin nodded silently. Yoongi opened the door slightly and Park slowly walked inside. The room was bright, the wallpaper was painted in bright colors. And on the bed, standing under the lonely window, lay Namjoon. But he looked a little strange: he, without looking up, looked at one point and was silent. There was only emptiness in his eyes, as if he was not thinking about anything. From the word absolutely. And he did not react in any way to the arrival of strangers. Jimin slowly approached the bed, Yoongi chose to stay at the door, and Hoseok and Seokjin stood behind Park, looking sadly at the floor. - Hi, Namjoon! — Jimin said joyfully, as if not noticing Namjoon’s strange appearance. — It's me, Jimin! It's been so long since we've seen each other! I miss you... — With these words, Park hugged him. At first, Namjoon didn't react at all, and later, he slowly turned his head to Jimin and looked at him with the same cold gaze. — Hello... Jimin?.. Do I know you?.. —Namjoon asked in bewilderment. Jimin pulled away from Joon and looked at him in surprise. However, Park immediately thought that Kim was joking, and his joy returned again. - What a joker you are, Namjoon! - Jimin smiled. - Of course you know me... We’ve been friends for a long time! And until recently... They became more than friends... — Sorry... — Namjoon closed his eyes. —But I really don’t know you. You're probably the wrong person. — This answer threw Jimin into a stupor. This is where he sensed something was wrong. - No... This is definitely some kind of joke... Namjoon... Stop joking, please...He's joking, right? - Jimin asked bitterly, turning to Hoseok and Seokjin. — Tell him he's joking... Please... Tell him this is all just a terrible joke!.. — He fell silent, expecting Hoseok to laugh and say that he, Jimin, was naive and easy to prank, and Seokjin echoes him and says another joke. But that did not happen. They just sadly lowered their heads. — Namjoon... Remember... Remember how we were friends... Remember how we spent time together... Remember that sunset... Remember how we held hands... Remember... — Jimin almost cried and looked at Namjoon with a pleading look. He was silent, turning away from him. — Please talk to me!.. Please... — Park fell to his knees in front of Namjoon's bed, tears streaming from his eyes. And Joon continued to look at one point... Seokjin was the first to move and slowly walked towards Jimin. He knelt down next to him and hugged him. Park turned around and buried himself in Jin's shoulder. — Why?.. Why does he behave like this?.. Why did you forget?.. What happened?.. — Jimin asked, sobbing. — He... We don't know what really happened to Jun... Yoongi found him lying on the grass in the forest... — Seokjin spoke quietly, stroking Jimin's back. — He was lying... And blood was flowing from his head... And there were many bruises and bruises on his body... He was unconscious then... But when he woke up... He didn’t remember anything... Absolutely nothing... Just as he doesn’t remember now... — Who did this to him? — Jimin cried through tears. — He... He didn't deserve this... He never did harm to anyone... Why him? Why wasn’t I there?.. It’s my fault for what happened to him... — It's not your fault, Jim... — Hoseok sighed, dropping down next to Jimin and Jin. — Unfortunately, not everything is in our power. And in this situation we are just as powerless... Nothing can be done... And you couldn’t always be with him, agree... So... It’s not your fault... — That is... He will never remember me again... And us?.. — Jimin asked in a cracked voice, raising his eyes full of tears. — We cannot know this for sure, — said Yoongi, who had been silent all this time. — If you visit Jun often and little by little tell him some moments from your life... Then, perhaps, he will remember them, and then he will remember you too. But you need to be patient... It's not that simple. — I... I understand, Yoongi... — Jimin said quietly, and, looking sadly at Namjoon one last time, left the room, accompanied by Seokjin and Hoseok, who tried to console him. Puck's heart ached, and he himself felt empty. “What a pity that I wasn’t there...” — Jimin thought with the same sorrow. It’s a pity... Needless to say: it’s a terrible pity...