II | Remembering You Fic ft. Baekhyun
Part II of ‘Remembering You’ featuring Baekhyun. angst / romance / feels
Part One Here
You knew that he’d trace the pages of the photo frame with his fingers, and purposely stop when they met you. It was your wedding photo, and he would recognise himself most nights, but on some Baekhyun would place the frame away into the drawer of the night stand. It was one of those nights.
Sehun had managed to comfort him and bring him back into your house. He told his hyung that this was his home, but he eased off from reminding him that you were his wife. Sometimes too much information in one go would completely set him off. Baekhyun would beg to leave with Sehun; leaving the both of you with no choice.
“Uh, thanks for letting me stay at your place” Your husband shut the drawer firmly, already getting ready to fall asleep in the main bedroom, “I guess I’m too exhausted to find my own way home. I even lost my phone along the way… but Sehun told me that he already contacted _____. She’s probably worried sick”
You stood a good distance from the bedside, sighing to yourself because you knew you wouldn’t be sleeping in your own bed tonight. Again. You thought for a second to lightly touch his hand; in the hopes that maybe he’d remember again. But you didn’t want to startle him; especially since the only guys who could get him to calm down, were probably already asleep.
“I heard Sehun on the phone earlier” You replied, stepping towards the door. Tears were brimming once again and you wouldn’t let him see them. “Your fiancee is fine. ____ feels better knowing that you’re safe and sound”
“Thanks” Baekhyun mumbled, drifting into slumber. He feel asleep just like he used to, and just how you remembered. It was too bad, that he didn’t remember falling asleep next to you.
The wailing of sirens reached the rooftop of your apartment building. It was your escape; but even in your escape, anything and everything that could remind you of what had gone wrong still seemed to haunt you. But at least the sirens blocked out the sound of your cries.
A deep voice loomed over you as you sat crouched by the edge of the rooftop. You were drowned so deep in your sorrows that nothing could shake you at this point. You rubbed your eyes before look over your shoulder.
“..Who’s there?” You asked, unable to decipher the figure behind you, “It’s too dark to figure out who you are”
“Oh, it’s me, Kris. From across the hall?” Kris sat himself beside you, when he crossed his legs, you couldn’t help but notice how long they were. He really was that tall. “I heard you crying… and I couldn’t go back down knowing that I could’ve helped stop the tears”
Deep down you appreciated the gesture, but in the moment, you were too tired to appreciate anything.
“How would you stop them?” You were sarcastic, but Kris didn’t seem to mind.
“I’d talk to you about what was making you cry” He was starting to sound like a therapist at this point. “ Talking helps”
You stared down to the city and street below. Few cars would zoom pass; the occasional police car and ambulance too. Would you open up to a complete stranger about the one thing that dictated your life? If anything, he already knew the gist of it after what had happened in the hallway. But to give him all the details?
“It was a month after our wedding… he planned a late honeymoon because we had spent so much on the actual wedding” You started off, playing with the wedding ring on the finger of your left hand, “I didn’t realise how off we were with our finances… He didn’t tell me that he was taking loans from these dodgy guys that he met at a bar”
Kris nodded, seeming to take in the story. Sometimes his hand would hover from his lap, wanting to comfort you by grabbing yours. But he kept to himself.
“The morning before we were supposed to leave for our trip, the loan shark was our doorstep; asking for the repayments” You continued to explain. But it was coming to the point of what had happened that really hurt the most, “Baekhyun got in an argument about when the payments were due… The guy wouldn’t take his reasons so he tried to get into our place to take some belongings. He wouldn’t let him; so the guy took it out on Baek instead”
“He sustained head and brain injuries. We thought he had recovered really well since he wasn’t in the hospital for long; but then when he opened his eyes; he didn’t even know who I was; he didn’t even remember me… his own wife”
“Why are you sleeping here?”
Baekhyun chuckled as he adjusted the thin quilt that covered you as you slept. He had woken up before you and in better spirits than the night before. The house smelt like pancakes and coffee; he must have been cooking.
“I…I was cleaning the house, late last night” You lied, rubbing your eyes to get a better view of your husband. “How are you feeling?”
“So, so” Baek held a mug of something hot to drink in his hands, before setting it on the coffee table and sitting next to you, “Ah, hot drinks are the best, even during Spring…”
He’d always talk about the season that the two of you got married in. Except he’d think about it, like a fiancee would instead.
“Mm. Just a month left till Summer is here” You mentioned, sensing that he was starting to remember you, at least the fiancee-you.
“…Just a few weeks till we get married” Baekhyun rested his hand over yours, looking to the photo frames hanging above, “Soon these frames will be filled with wedding photos”
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