Amnesia Jimin AU [ANGST] 3,390+ Song Recommendation: SISTAR (씨스타) - One More Day [!]Warning: This AU Fanfic contains graphic depictions of violence, sexual themes, strong language, and/or other mature themes [!]
Right, left, right. Or was it right, right, left? You let out a sigh and fumble with your steps. You slide down to the floor and lie on your back, looking up at the ceiling. Why couldn’t you get these simple steps! You slam your hands on the ground and let out a groan. Sweat sliding down your forehead you quickly swipe it away. “Having trouble?”, a familiar voice rang out followed with a chuckle. You sit up to see Jimin sitting in front of you with crossed legs, making you jump back a bit from his presence and how close he got to you without you even noticing. “J-jeez, Jimin you scared me!”, you stare at him and he smirks.
“- And yes i’m having trouble, I can’t get this stupid move”, you pout. Jimin stands up and he holds out a hand and you take it, he then pulls you up effortlessly. You dust your leggings off and then look at him raising a brow. “Let me help you, I am the best after all-”, you hit him making him stumble backwards a bit. He bites his lip and gives you a dirty look before smirking again. “Common get into your position”, he claps his hands and you do as you’re told.
He starts the music and you start dancing, quite smoothly until the whole right left move comes and you trip over yourself and Jimin bursts out laughing. He stops the music and your face heats up and you immediately look down at the floor. You hear footsteps walking over to you but you refuse to look up anymore than 25 degrees. A finger flicks your chin and you immediately look up. “J-Jimin!”, you furrow your eyebrows and he smiles. “Start with the move before the one you mess up”. You do as you’re told again then mess up again and let out a frustrated sigh.
Jimin slowly walks behind you, he places his hands on your hips. “You’re a bit stiff, be more loose”, his right hand slides down onto your thigh and you stiffen. “Right leg”, his hand slides from the front of your thigh to the back of your thigh and he applies pressure to make you move forward. “Right leg first”, he whispers in your ear quietly. You let his hand move your right leg forward, and a short breath escapes your mouth. His left hand slides down and does the exact same and your left leg goes forward. His hands slide back up and rest on your hips once again. “Now take your right leg and cross it in front of your left leg”, your stiff with your movements but you manage to do it. “Push your left leg back and bend, then twist- so you face me”, he says softly then releases his grip from your hips. You do as he says, when it comes to the twist you do it but you are face to face with Jimin.
Your heart is pounding, and your eyes are locked with his. “Y/N times up, I need to practice my solo-”, Hoseok barges into the room and spots you two looking at each other. “Ah- didn’t know your boyfriend was here. You must have not got to practice a lot”, He adds on, referring to Jimin. “Hoseok do you need to call me her boyfriend every time you see me, just because I am doesn’t mean I suddenly had my name replaced to that!”, Jimin whines. You look down at your shoes and blush. “Did I interrupt something again”, Hoseok laughs and punches Jimin’s shoulder. “N-no!”, you and Jimin both say ironically at the same time. Hoseok walks towards the laptop to look for his song. “Well- whatever you say, But for now. LEAVE!”, Hoseok runs towards you two and ushers you out of the dance room. Jimin rubs the back of his neck. “I need to stay around here for a couple more hours, I need to practice on my vocals. But! i’ll come by your apartment later tonight! Let’s watch a movie and eat lots of food!”, he takes your hand in his and kisses it dramatically. “Don’t start the movie, without me!”, he says as he walks away into another room. You smile widely. Jimin hadn’t been over in a while.
Once you grabbed all your stuff you managed to catch a taxi. It had started to rain, while looking out the window of the car you noticed how the rain got slightly heavier. Suddenly you felt sick to your stomach. You had a gut feeling for some reason that something bad was going to happen but you couldn’t put your finger on it. You pull up to your apartment complex and pay the taxi driver, but as soon as you take a step outside of the taxi the feeling in your stomach seems to get worse. In fact it gets worse every step you take.
You get to your front door and slowly open it, to be welcomed by your own scent. You let out a deep breath that you didn’t know was there and walked in shutting the door behind you. Jimin didn’t exactly say what time he’d be done so all you could do is wait and text him occasionally, not like he’d answer anyways.
It had been almost an hour since you got home. You had just been chilling on your couch but your getting kind of tired. Lazily getting up from your couch you shuffle towards your bedroom and throw yourself onto your bed, managing to grab your phone out of your pocket.
You open your messaging app and scrolled down till you saw Jimin’s otherwise known as “Small Hands” in your phone. You smile while looking at the name. In his phone your name was “Smaller Hands”.
Your thumbs automatically go to the keyboard and you start typing.
You: When r u leaving! Im hungry and tired Jimin: I’m leavin rn! I’ll be there in half an hour! <3
You smile at the cute heart he sent. A couple minutes pass and your eyes feel heavy, slowly drifting into sleep.
Your eyes shoot open. What time is it? Did Jimin come by? You immediately grab your phone and press the home button. No notifications. 11 p.m. You were asleep for an entire hour. The gut feeling seems to return and your heart is pounding. As soon as you unlock your phone your already dialing Jimins number. Straight to voicemail- “Sorry I couldn’t pick up, I must be busy now, please leave a message”. His soft voice rang out, and then you pressed the end button. You scroll through your contacts and find Hoseok’s name and click it quickly, it rings twice then an answer. You hear hard breathing, and loud footsteps. “H-hoseok?”, you say quietly. “Y/N”, he says out of breath and you raise the volume up on your phone. “H-hoseok? Are you okay? What’s going on?”, you ask slightly louder, then you put your phone on speaker. “Y/N, we are all on our way to the hospital. J-Jim-”, he says and then you drop your phone, it lands on your bed and bounces off and onto the floor. Your breathing starts to get heavy. Hoseok’s voice rings out and you look at where your phone landed. “It was raining hard- another car- crashed into the car Jimin was in”, a tear rolls down your cheek and you stand up and rush to grab a coat and put on your shoes. “We don’t know how bad his injuries are yet…”, you hear Hoseok say as you slip on one of your shoes. You hop over to your phone and grab it. “What hospital is it?”, you shout into the phone, while putting on your other shoe.
You arrived at the hospital and as soon as you got through the doors you saw all of the guys in the waiting room. Namjoon saw you and immediately stood up and started walking towards you. The rest of the members stood up and looked at you. “N-namjoon? Is he okay?”, tears rushed down your cheeks. Namjoon looked at you and he cleared his throat. “He has amnesia”, Namjoon said bluntly.
Your knees felt weak and started to give out. Namjoon quickly managed to grab you before you could fall and Jin rushes over to help him guide you to the waiting room where the rest were just sitting. You fall into the chair and all of the members are looking at you with complete sadness. Namjoon sits next to you. “He’s awake right now… The doctors are testing some things out, and tomorrow they will be asking him questions like if he remembers anything, or anyone.” Namjoon pauses. “Y/N I hate to say this… but I think it’s best if you stay away from the hospital for now.”, You immediately look at him. “ Just for a couple of day… maybe until he starts remembering things”
Namjoon was right, also when you spoke to the doctors they said something similar. You didn’t want to force anything onto Jimin so you gave everything space. Days slowly turned into weeks. Jimin remembered his members, and his career, and Namjoon sent me videos of him singing, but he hadn’t remembered you.
You put on the music and quickly got to your position. You started doing the dance Jimin had helped you out with a while ago. Right, left, right, turn. You did it. A tear rolled down your cheek and when you looked up you saw Jimin standing with the look of complete awe on his face. You immediately wiped your tear away and gulped. You hadn’t seen him this close since… that day. “You’re good!”, he started clapping and the once familiar smile lit the room up and your heart seemed to warm up. “I wish I could dance like you…”, he stops clapping and sighs and your jaw almost drops. “You ca-”, you stop yourself and look at the ceiling. He raises an eyebrow and steps farther into the room to join you. “I was apparently really good but since I was recently in a car crash it made me forget how to dance”, he chuckles. Your heart is in your throat. You want to say so many things but you can’t. It would be bad for everyone, especially him. You quickly go towards where you usually set your bags down. Grabbing them you turn around, his eyes are wide. “You’re going?”, he asks and you nod and start heading towards the door. “Wait!”, he yells. Your back is facing him and you hear quick footsteps then suddenly feel a hand on your shoulder. A tear is threatening to escape but you need to hold it back. Slowly turning around. Your face to face with Jimin. “I know we don’t know each other and this is sudden, but could you teach me how to dance?”. He asks, giving a soft smile.
You look at the floor, then back at him. He scratches the back of his neck and then runs a hand through his hair. “Uh- I’m sorry just forget I asked that-”, he says then looks down. “It’s okay, I’d be happy to help”, you say and he looks up at you and smiles widely. You slowly walk back into the room and put down your bag. “I thought you had to go?”, he asks confused. “Ah- I got the time mixed up, I actually need to leave in two hours”, you awkwardly chuckle trying to cover up the lies. “Oh”, he laughs then walks to the center of the room and stares at himself in the mirror.
“By the way my name is Jimin, what’s yours?”, he starts doing little movements that I think would be considered dance. “Y/N”, you say and he immediately stops then looks at you. “Your name seems very familiar, did we know each other before?”, your eyes widen at his questions. How do you even respond to that… You weren’t expecting to see him so soon, so you don’t have anything prepared. “No-”, you say and then walk over next to him and then look at the mirror. He scratches his head then looks at you. “Okay- just follow my steps”, you say and he nods. You start moving slowly teaching him the dance you just did and he follows your exact moves. You giggle at how hard he’s focused. “What’s so funny?” he asks raising an eyebrow midst attempting to follow one of your moves. You smirk and look away. “Nothing”, you respond quickly then continue the choreography and he stops and looks at you which causes you to stop. “I’m really trying my best!-”, he says frustrated.
“You’re doing good Jimin, I was just laughing because you look cute focusing so hard. You need to loosen up a bit-”, you stop a little too late and his eyes widen and his face tints a shade of red and yours quickly does the same. “I didn’t mean it like-”, you stumble with your words and then he starts laughing. “Oh so I’m not cute?”, he asks whilst laughing. “No! I mean you are-”, you look at the floor and scratch your head. “Let’s just keep practicing okay!”, you say changing the subject quickly.
He smirks and then you both get back into position. You continue the dance and then get to the right,left,right,spin move, and he does it perfectly. He does it better than you which makes you kind of frustrated but happy at the same time. He probably remembers doing something similar to this.
“Okay Jimin, now do the whole thing with the music. I’ll watch.” You walk over to the laptop and he looks nervous. “Don’t worry, it will naturally come” you grab your phone then lean against the wall. It’s been more than two hours. The music starts and Jimin does the dance perfectly. Once he’s done he immediately looks at you and smiles. “I did it…”, he says softly then looks at the ground. Your heart hurts but you can’t really do anything about it.
The door flies open. “Okay! Times up Y/N-”, Hoseok walks in and stops when he sees Jimin and you. His eyes shoot towards you quickly then back to Jimin, then back to you again. “Hoseok you know Y/N?”, Jimin asks then looks at the two of you. Well it’s time for you to go now. You pick up your stuff and awkwardly smile. You leave the room and you hear Jimin and Hoseok talking but continue to walk down the hall to leave, you suddenly hear footsteps coming towards you quickly. You turn around and see Jimin. “Y/N! I’ll see you tomorrow, thank you for today!”, he smiles at you and you return the smile and turn on your heel then walk away.
Two weeks had passed, you helped Jimin with his dance every night. He still didn’t remember you. You got in a bit of trouble with the guys, but you explained how the situation happened and they let it go.
You slumped onto your bed and grabbed your laptop and opened it. There were two notifications.
‘Jimin out with his girlfriend’ ‘Who is Park Jimins girlfriend?’
Two news articles popped up and you immediately clicked it. There were pictures of Jimin hugging and kissing a girl, that wasn’t you. You felt a lump in your throat and all you wanted to do is scream. Your phone starts to ring and you see Hoseok is calling. You answer. “Y/N … We can fix this! The guys and I will fix this don’t worry-”, he says and something like a loose thread gets pulled out of you. You can’t do this anymore. “ It’s fine… He’s happy so let him be happy. I guess we weren’t meant to be…”, you let out a pained chuckle. “Y/N don’t give up-”. Hoseok says sadly. “Hoseok it’s okay… I have to go now”, you say quietly. “Y/N wait-”, you hang up. And then close your laptop and rest your head on your pillow and fall asleep.
You were waiting for Jimin in the dance practice room and he’s almost 20 minutes late. You leave the practice room to go look for him. You asked a couple of people if they had saw him but everyone said no. You went to the top floor, which was always empty at night. You hear Jimin’s name getting called and you quickly walk to where to heard it. You stand in front of the slightly ajar door and peek in.
Jimin… and that girl… Jimin has his shirt off and he’s- Immediately you put your hand over your mouth then look away. You quickly ran away and managed to take the bus home without looking like a complete wreck. As soon as you opened the door to your apartment you slammed your back on the door and slid down, your tears finally escaping and they weren’t going to stop anytime soon. It was the next day and you were supposed to meet Jimin in half an hour to teach him a new dance, but you can’t…. You won’t… it’s too painful for you. You can’t stay here anymore.
An hour later your phone starts ringing. You must have fallen asleep. Looking to see who’s calling you see the name “Small hands”. You ignore.
Your parents moved to the states, you could go stay with them till you get a job and you can buy an apartment over there.
A week had passed, a week without seeing Jimin, or talking to the other guys. You quit your job and packed up your apartment. Your parent’s were happy that you were going to stay with them but also confused. One more day left…
*Jimins POV* Y/N hasn’t shown up in a week and she hasn’t picked up any of her calls. I’m a bit worried. I walk into the dorm to see all six of the guys huddled together. “What’s happening guys?”, I speed walk towards them and they all look at me with disgust. “W-whats wrong?”, I ask and Taehyung lets out a breath then leaves the room, Jungkook and Yoongi following behind him. Hoseok stands up and walks towards me. Jin tries to grab him but Hoseok breaks free. “I can’t fucking sit back anymore”, he says harshly then he takes out his phone and opens something. “Jimin. Do you remember Y/N?”, he asks. “Yes? She’s the girl who helps me dance? Or helped-”, I mumble. “Before the car crash! Do you remember anything about Y/N before the crash!”. He raises his voice and Namjoon stands up and puts a hand on Hoseoks shoulder. “Y/N said we didn’t know each other before the crash! Why are you yelling!”, I raise my voice at him. Hoseok shows me his phone and a video is playing. It’s me and Y/N? We are dancing, hugging, and… kissing in the video… “w-what is this?”, I ask harshly. “Thats you and your real girlfriend”.
I hold my breath. My real girlfriend? I was dating Y/N… why didn’t she say anything. My head starts to hurt and I drop to the ground, faintly hearing my name called.
When I open my eyes, It was the next day…. I rub my head. Y/N… Y/N…. Y/N… I remember now… I get up out of my bed and look around. Fuck,fuck,fuck. What have I done. My memories of her are slowly coming back every time I take a step. I put on my shoes and leave the door then quickly start running, my feet are moving on their own… guiding me to her apartment. I’m sweating, completely out of breath but I keep going. I make it to her apartment and run up the stairs to her floor. I run down the hall and I stop in front of her door. I knock on it, but when I do the door opens revealing an empty apartment. No… I walk in and start looking around, nothing, no one…. I slam myself onto a wall and slowly slide down, tears are falling heavily down my face “I Remember”