GOT7 / Their S/O waking up from a coma with no memory
Request: Hello can you plz do bts and got7 reaction to their s/o in coma because of accident after arguing with them and finally wake up after 2 months and lost memory… if you could 😂😂😂 thx
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TRIGGER WARNING! accidents resulting in hospital stay. Also, a looooot of angst.
He knew you were really careless when you were emotional, so he made sure to never leave you alone after the two of you got into a fight. However, this time, his principles took the best of him and he didn’t check up on you until the next morning.
When he had finally called your number, your crying mother answered. Somehow, she managed to explain that you’ve gotten a severe concussion, resulting in a coma. Mark was already on his way to the car as soon as he heard that you’ve been injured.
The fear of losing you was so strong that Mark was afraid to leave your side and stayed in your hospital room all of the time. The nurses jokingly offered to place a bed for him in the room.
However, sometimes he had to leave – to go to the bathroom, or to get some food from the cafeteria. And exactly a month after your accident, he was coming back to your room with a tray of food, when he heard your mother’s voice. He thought she was telling you how much she needed you to wake up, so he didn’t want to bother her, and stopped in the hallway, outside of the door.
“Mark is going to be on cloud nine when he comes back!” he heard your mother say through the door.
He frowned in confusion.
“W-who?” a quiet voice responded, but Mark heard it as clear as day.
Dropping the tray to the floor in shock, he burst into the room to see your eyes opened and your mother crying tears of joy.
“Y/n!” he shouted, not even realizing what you’ve said before.
“I told you he’d be happy!” your mother said with a wide smile.
“M-mum,” you started cautiously, while Mark grabbed your hand to kiss it. “I don’t know h-him.”
Both, he and your mother froze, finally understanding. You didn’t remember him.
Mark removed himself from you, looking at you with a pained expression. This hurt him even more than the news of your accident.
Both of you were very temperamental when it came to fighting. Which is why your arguments often escalated. However, the two of you had a rule never to go to sleep without making up first.
Seeing that it was already 11pm and you still haven’t returned home, he didn’t want to break the rule before going to sleep, so he dialed your phone number.
The horror he felt when your hysterical best friend picked up your phone, yelling about how you caused a car accident and were now in a coma, could not be described in words.
His entire world seemed to have stopped in that moment. It took him a few more minutes to break off from the trance, but by then he was already in the car, on his way to the hospital, cursing himself every few seconds.
Your best friend and he got into another fight in the waiting room of the hospital, with him blaming her for not calling him as soon as she found out about you, and her blaming him for the fact that you got into the accident in the first place.
Eventually, the doctor managed to settle the argument down and allowed both of them to see you.
Both of them spent the night by your bedside. Eventually, after you still haven’t woken up three days later, Jaebum told your best friend to go home.
And then he proceeded to apologize to you every day for the next few weeks, even though he knew you probably couldn’t hear him.
And then you woke up. He was asleep with his head on your bed, your hand in his, so he didn’t realize.
“Uhh,” you groaned, not sure if you wanted to wake him up, but waking him up anyway.
He was disoriented as he jumped up from the chair he was sitting on.
“Y/n!” he exclaimed. “You woke up? W-when?!”
“I’m sorry,” you said under your breath. “Y-you kept apologizing b-but I don’t know why… I don’t even know y-you.”
Jaebum thought he was still sleeping and this was just one of those anxiety-induced dreams. But it wasn’t. You were there, looking at him with confused, helpless eyes, while he watched you - the love of his life - not recognize who he was anymore.
Neither one of you liked it when you fought. Jackson, especially. He didn’t even want to let you storm out of your shared apartment, grabbing your hand and begging you to talk it out. However, you told him you needed space, and he let you go, not wanting to piss you off even more.
He had a bad feeling about this. At first, he thought it was just the anxiety caused by the fight you two just had, but then he received the call. As he listened to your mother’s panicked voice, he was already running down the stairs to get to his car and drive to the hospital.
After narrowly avoiding a speeding ticket, he finally got to the hospital to find your devastated family standing around your unconscious body in the hospital bed. After short explanations from each family member, Jackson found out that you were so upset you didn’t look where you were going and ended up walking down the road right in front of a car. The driver braked but it was too late, resulting in serious injuries that left you alive but caused you a coma.
Blaming himself for not holding onto you after the fight tighter, Jackson spent the entire time by your bedside.
You finally woke up three weeks later and Jackson was there next to you, having rehearsed the words he’d say to you a million times in his head.
“Baby,” he whispered, not being able to stop the smile from spreading on his face when he finally saw the color of your eyes again. “Can you hear me?”
“I can…” you started but then your voice cracked.
“Don’t talk, just listen,” Jackson said. “Y/n, I’m so sorry this happened to you. It’s completely my fault—”
“Wh-what happened?” you interrupted him. “Why am I in the hospital?”
“Oh. Right. There’s been an accident. We got into a fight and you—”
“We?” you asked, raising your hand from the bed slightly to gesture at the two of you. “Are you sure? B-because I don’t remember y-you.”
Suddenly, Jackson forgot every word to the speech he’s been rehearsing in his head all of those nights that he stayed by your bed, praying you’d wake up. This was not the response he imagined to get from you.
Shocked and hurt, he got up from the seat next to you.
“I’ll… I’ll call the doctor, okay?” he asked, suddenly looking for an excuse to be alone with his thoughts for a moment so he could control the tears that threatened to come.
It seemed as though this argument you two have been having has been going on for days. Eventually, the two of you stopped talking to each other altogether. Jinyoung heard you close the door of your apartment but he didn’t ask where you were going, even though he was worried about you getting lost in the blizzard that was in full force outside.
When it was already dark outside and you still haven’t returned, he got concerned. When he got ready to call you, he realized that his phone has been dead for God knows how long, so he plugged it in to charge it and soon noticed five missed calls from your number.
Feeling his heartbeat speed up, he quickly called you back.
He wasn’t expecting to hear your best friend’s voice, telling him that she was on her way to meet you for drinks, but you never showed up. Apparently, due to the blizzard, you hadn’t realized you were walking on ice, therefore you slipped, fell, and hit your head on the pavement, resulting in a skull fracture, and consequently, a coma.
Panicking, Jinyoung found a taxi to take him to the hospital, afraid to drive in this condition and in this weather.
Feeling guilty for not being there to stop you from going out in this weather, he tried to make it up to you by not leaving your side. Even your parents told him to go home but he refused and kept repeating that it was his fault you were here in the first place.
When you finally woke up from the coma two weeks later, he thought he was going to explode from happiness.
“I knew you wouldn’t leave me,” he said, feeling so overwhelmed with relief that he was about to cry.
“Where am I?” you whispered after a while. And just as Jinyoung was about to answer, you continued. “Can you call my family?”
“Your family is on their way,” Jinyoung said, giving you an encouraging smile. “I’m here with you. I’m not leaving.”
“Okay,” you said, happy that you’re not alone.
At first, you didn’t dare to ask the question that kept nagging you since you saw him in your hospital room, but you couldn’t hold it in any longer.
“I’m sorry,” you said, interrupting Jinyoung who was retelling you everything that you’ve missed in those two weeks that you’ve been unconscious. “But… how do we know each other?”
Jinyoung immediately stopped talking, looking at you in horror.
“You don’t remember?” he asked, shocked. “I’m your boyfriend. We’ve been together for two years.”
You were really surprised to hear this. “I’m sorry. This feels like the first time I’m seeing you.”
Jinyoung stared at you in confusion and disbelief. How was it possible that the past two years of your life were completely wiped away from your memory? He had hoped the doctors would fix this because he was not going to let you go again.
The two of you were in a car, on your way home from a restaurant. You were still arguing about something really irrelevant. However, you were both too into it to stop.
Unfortunately, arguments and slippery roads rarely went well together. Before Youngjae realized what happened, he had lost control of the car, not stopping before entering the main road, and driving into it right in front of a passing car.
The other vehicle hit your car from the passenger side, resulting in your hospitalization, while Youngjae barely suffered any injuries.
Even though the doctors wanted to stitch up his eyebrow that had split open during the crash, he refused to leave you alone, even if he knew the best doctors in the city were taking care of you. And yet, they still couldn’t do much. Waking up from a coma was up to you and you only.
The guilt Youngjae felt was indescribable. He held your hand, whispering how sorry he was every day, hoping you’ll hear him and forgive him soon.
A month later, when every single injury Youngjae suffered that night had already healed, you moved. It started out as slow movements of your fingers, but within a few hours you had opened your eyes, and a few more hours later, you could already talk.
“God, I’m so glad that you woke up,” Youngjae whispered as he clutched your hand to his heart, squeezing his eyes shut to keep the tears in. “All of this was my fault. I still can’t believe I wasn’t watching the road. I’m so sorry. I can’t even explain how sorry I am.”
“I don’t remember anything,” was the first thing you said.
Youngjae’s eyes popped open. “W-What?”
“I’m sorry,” you added. “But I have no idea who you are or what you’re talking about.”
Youngjae was having a hard time understanding this. Here he was, praying for your recovery every night, and that came true. Except now you had no idea who he was.
The guilt he felt before intensified when he started to think that he caused you to forget who he was by not looking after you enough. By not putting an end to your fight that night. By not controlling the car properly.
You were always ignorant of your surroundings whenever you were upset or stressed. And after getting into a fight with BamBam, you were both. This has been your third fight this week, so naturally, you were starting to fear that he would break up with you.
The thoughts about having to break up with him were what preoccupied your brain when you started to cross the street without looking both ways. You thought you heard a car signal you but it was too late.
When BamBam found out you got into a car accident that caused you a coma, he wanted to scream. He controlled himself, however, but only because there were lots of people around. When he was left alone, he let himself express his grief in every way he knew how.
In the end, he decided he had to pull himself together and patiently wait until you woke up so he could tell you how sorry for everything he was and how he was never ever going to leave you.
After the longest two weeks of his life, you finally opened your eyes.
“Oh my God, Y/n,” BamBam gasped. “You’re awake! Finally! I’ve been worried sick. I’m so glad you opened your eyes.
“I…” you tried to talk but your throat was to try.
“I’ll call a nurse so she can bring you water because I’m not leaving your side,” he told you as he pressed the emergency button next to your bed. “Y/n… I’m so sorry you’re here. I’m so sorry this happened to you. I swear to you, I would never break up with you.”
“Break up?” you groaned quietly. “We’re… together?”
BamBam felt cold all of a sudden.
“Y-you don’t remember?” he asked slowly.
You tried to shake your head but couldn’t. “No.”
He shook his head in disbelief. There was no way he spent all of this time worrying about you only to hear that you don’t remember who he was anymore. He knew you two deserved a happy ending after all that happened. Why the hell were you not getting one, then?
With the tears blurring your vision, you ran out of your apartment, leaving Yugyeom – who was still yelling – alone inside. All you could think about was how much you hated fighting. You didn’t even realize that you couldn’t see where you were going, and the stairs in the hallway of your building started sooner than you expected.
You lost your balance immediately and was forced to fall down the entire set of stairs. There were a few seconds when you haven’t lost your consciousness yet, and already in those seconds, you were too confused to understand what had just happened. And then you passed out.
And much to Yugyeom’s – who, unlike Jackson, didn’t manage to avoid a speeding ticket on his way to the hospital – sadness, you didn’t wake up from the coma caused by the heavy concussion, for a whole month.
He spent this entire time with you, not doing much else, other than staring at the wall of your hospital room, fearing that he’ll go insane if you don’t wake up soon.
Suddenly, an entire month after the accident, you woke up, startling him but also inflicting indescribable joy upon him.
“Y/n, thank God!” he shouted once he saw that you had opened your eyes.
“What..?” was all that you managed to ask.
“I’ll explain everything that happened,” Yugyeom said. “But first tell me does anything hurt? Should I call the doctor? The nurse? Anyone?”
“M-my family?” you tried. “Where are they?”
Yugyeom was a little sad to hear this but he understood. “They’ll be here. I’ll call them right now if you want me to.”
You nodded as much as the cast on your neck allowed you to. Yugyeom got his phone out and started to dial.
“H-how do you have their phone n-numbers?” you asked, suddenly realizing.
Yugyeom frowned in confusion. “Well, you gave them to me.”
Realization dawned on him. “You don’t remember.”
You stared at him not knowing what to say. You had no clue that you’ve forgotten something.
“Do you know who I am?” Yugyeom asked but his hands started to shake even before you answered.
“N-no,” you answered a little awkwardly.
Yugyeom’s entire world collapsed around him. As he watched your clueless eyes stare at him, he started to think he had truly gone insane in those days when he was waiting for you to wake up because there was no way that this was the reality.
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