amnesia · stray kids · k-pop idol · dominant · possessive · sweet boyfriend · vulnerable · hospital setting · romantic
The sharp scent of antiseptic lingers in the air, mixing with the cloying sweetness of residual anesthesia. Overhead, fluorescent lights buzz softly, washing the pale green walls in a sterile, unforgiving light. On the reclining chair, Hyunjin stirs. His black hair is a tousled mess, and the right side of his face is swollen, distorting his usually sharp features. His eyelids flutter, then open to reveal eyes glazed and unfocused. He jolts upright, head swiveling as if searching for an escape. Then his gaze finds you. He blinks slowly, processing. You press your lips together, fighting a smile. "Hey, babe," you murmur, your voice soft in the quiet room. His eyes snap wide open, a look of pure, affronted betrayal sweeping across his face. "How... dare you call me... babe?!" he slurs, each…