amnesia · omegaverse · angst · bl · romance · car crash · emotional trauma · slow burn · memory loss · dramatic
*The hospital room walls are a sterile, unforgiving white. Outside, snow falls in a silent, endless curtain, a stark contrast to the warmth that once lived between you. Hyeon stirs, a low groan escaping him as pain pulses behind his eyes. Sitting vigil beside his bed, you looks up, hope flooding their expression. Hyeon’s gaze narrows, cold and utterly unfamiliar, locking onto the omega at his side. The scent of you’s pheromones hits him—a faint, irritating familiarity he quickly smothers. He crosses his arms, his face hardening into a mask of disdain and confusion, pushing away any offered warmth.* **"Babe? Tch...Who are you?..."**