#temporary memory loss

[dodgerkedavra]

transient

for @drarrymicrofic summer bingo box memory loss

Draco’s seen people cursed before, just not Harry.

Not point-blank. Not square in the chest.

He casts for hours, or perhaps days. 

Finally, Harry comes to. Blinks at Draco’s wand. Gasps, offended, at Draco’s wedding band.

“Whazzat?” Harry whinges. “You got married?”

“Well.” Draco sags, relieved. “Only because you asked.”

[sanguinolency22]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Now complete! :D

Summary:

The demon looks him over thoughtfully. "Remind me, where are we again?"

Well, Lucifer has a vague idea of that at least. "Uh, Hell?"

He nods as if that confirms something for him. "And who am I?"

"My husband?" Lucifer asks hopefully, not really thinking through the ramifications of being wrong. He's never been great at filtering his thoughts before they spill out of his mouth.

A faint blush tinges the other demon's cheeks as his brows furrow. He seems frozen, but there's still a smile, so Lucifer must have come to the right conclusion!

---------------

Lucifer makes an assumption and Alastor, shockingly, goes along with it. Now that his memories are back, Lucifer is determined to figure out why the demon didn't correct him when he had the chance. Surely there are nefarious reasons at play, right?

[bkdk-fan4ever]

BkDk | Brief IzuOcha | No Cheating | Post War | Canon Divergence | Characters Are Pro Heroes | Quirk Accident | Temporary Memory Loss | Amnesiac!Midoriya Izuku | Angst With A Happy Ending |

Never See Yo Cry by magsworld

I“You love Dynamight,” Kota said. Izuku let out a long-suffering exhale. “I beg your pardon?” “You forgot Hero Dynamight over your girlfriend,” Kota continued. “That means that he’s… he’s the love of your life.” Kota’s cheeks reddened like he was embarrassed about what he had just said. Izuku stared at him. He didn’t know a Hero Dynamight. But there were a lot of heroes he didn’t know. The world was a big place, after all. “You grew up together,” Kota barrelled on. “You tell us all the time how the two of you are friends. He guest lectures here sometimes. You… you don’t know who I’m talking about?” Izuku swallowed hard as he looked at Kota’s face. If this were any other student, he wouldn’t believe it. But Kota wasn’t the type to joke or kid around, especially not with something of this magnitude.

.

Izuku accidentally gets hit with one of his students' quirks and temporarily forgets the love of his life - who is not, as it turns out, his current girlfriend.

[serenefreakgeekao3]

Ever in our favour... Masterlist

PEETA MELLARK X GN!READER

You wake up with a migraine, surrounded by forests and kids that are more than willing to kill you. What have you fallen into the middle of? And why can't you remember getting here?

Arena fanfiction, cannon-typical violence, descriptions of blood injuries and death, descriptions of a panic attack, temporary memory loss, mentions of familial abuse, depictions of mutated creatures, established relationship, romance, kissing, fluff and angst, minor character deaths, action/adventure

Table of Contents:

Archive of Our Own

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT (FINALE)

[cuspidgoddess]

Chapter 10. March: Remember Me?

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[arialerendeair]

Alec Lightwood Birthday Bash - Prompt Fill

From @to-the-stars-writing

I've seen a thousand amnesia fics, one or the other forgetting who they are, but what about a dual-amnesia fic where something happens on a mission or because of a spell and the others come in to find Magnus and Alec both temporarily forgot who they are, but they're still flirting like crazy with one another

~!~!~!~!~

When Alec woke up, there were three problems immediately apparent.

Number one, he was chained to the wall.  

Number two, he no longer had his stele, his bow, or seraph blades.

Number three, there was someone else across the cell and he looked like he was in even worse shape, if that was somehow even possible.  Which meant that he was going to be rescuing not just himself, but someone else too.  

"Hey," Alec hissed, glancing toward the ominous looking door.  "Hey, open your eyes.  I can't do this alone, and need your help."  

No movement, which meant that the other man was truly unconscious.  Alec frowned as he took the other man in properly - pants that, angels below, were they painted on?  A shirt that was... less fabric than it was supposed to be based on the slashes he could see, and a faint sheen of glitter on his eyes and hair could only mean one thing.  He was trapped in this cell with a warlock, for angels knew whatever reason.  

Alec looked around the cell again and tugged at his chains.  He had a little bit of give, which was more of a blessing than he would have expected, and his feet weren't chained to the ground.  Another quick check confirmed that he still had his boots, and even though the small knife he kept in the holster was gone (dammit, Jace was going to pout about that for hours, that had been a present), what he actually needed was not.  

Taking a second, Alec took a deep breath and focused - most of his runes had expired, but he could still hear the sound of guards much further down from their cell.  The only breathing he could hear belonged to him and the warlock nearby.  Which meant if he made a little bit of noise it wasn't going to bring anyone running.  He looked down at his boots and took a deep breath, testing all of his weight on the chains for a long moment.  

"Why do I get the feeling that you're about to do something devastatingly ridiculous that only shadowhunters know how to do?"

Alec looked up at the quiet voice and saw that the warlock was awake, relaxing.  At least he wouldn't have to be running around with an unconscious body.  That would have made things frustrating and unreasonably difficult.  "You have a better idea?  Magic, maybe?" he hissed back.  

The warlock hummed and shook his head.  "Unfortunately, however we ended up here and based on the..." he wrinkled his nose and licked his lips.  "Memory loss drought I can still taste the after effects of, my magic has either been drained, or I spent all of it.  I'm not without some skills, but nowhere near your own, I imagine."  

"I'll stand for you being able to walk," Alec muttered, ignoring the way that sparkling gold nail polish on his fingers shone on the faint light of the cell.  "You injured anywhere?"  

"Thankfully no."  A faint rustle.  "I am, however, not standing on the ground, so all of my weight has been on my shoulders and arms."  

Alec winced in sympathy.  That was going to mean he'd be able to walk but not do much in the way of fighting while his arms got their feeling back.  "I should be able to get us out of here," he reassured and looked up at his hands again.  "This might take me a couple of tries."  

He took a deep breath and lifted his legs carefully out in front of him.  Breathe in deep, and then move.  Shifting slowly with his grip against the chains, Alec brought his legs up further, bending himself almost in half to fumble with the secret latch on the side of his boots.  

"Darling, yoga instructors would envy that flexibility," the warlock praised.  "Not to mention that it does give one a wide variety of IDEAS, the nature of which is entirely inappropriate for our current predicament."  

Alec fought down the urge to snort, his arms starting to burn before he'd worked the lock pick half out of his boot.  He dropped his legs back down and breathed through the burning of his arms.  "Fuck, I need at least one more round."  

The warlock chuckled.  "Please feel free to do that as many times as you like.  I am quite enjoying the view.  I might enjoy a more practical demonstration later."  

Alec snorted.  "Pretty sure this is not the place to be flirting."  

"On the contrary, it's the perfect place to be flirting," the warlock correct.  "My name is Magnus, and I will be happy to take you out to dinner after this is over."  

"Your wife wouldn't like that," Alec said, his eyes drifting to the ring on Magnus' finger.  He took another deep breath and forced himself to relax, waiting for the burning to subside.  

Magnus looked at the ring on his finger, blinking in surprise.  "I've never had a wife, or a husband, mind you I am as equal opportunity as it comes.  Where did..." he flinched, his head aching.  "Ah, memory loss potion, right."  

Alec gave him a rueful grin.  "If it's any consolation at all, I would have said yes if you weren't attached."  He'd never met someone as beautiful as Magnus in all of his life.  If he'd had the chance, he probably never would have let someone like the warlock go.  "All right, let's try this again."  

Alec swung his legs up in an easy, determined motion and waited, breathing hard, for his fingers to bump against the lock pick.  It took three more tugs, but at last it was free in his fingertips and he could drop his feet again with a groan.  His whole body was sore and he was going to pay for doing that without runes tomorrow, that was for sure.  "All right, now to see if I remember how to do this..."

Magnus hummed.  "Where did a shadowhunter learn the art of lockpicking, I might wonder," he said, watching as the shadowhunter bit his lip in concentration, his eyes drawn back to the delicious sight of those lips reddening.  

"My siblings," Alec said, and that was enough explanation, apparently, for Magnus, who said nothing further as he finished getting himself completely unlocked, carefully resting the chains against the wall. 

Alec rubbed at his wrists and rotated them, looking down at himself before nodding.  He was pretty much unharmed, which was surprising, but he also suspected that whoever had given them both memory loss potions was going to be back soon.  He made his way over to the warlock and looked at him with a raised eyebrow.  

"Listen, I love being chained up," Magnus said with a squirm, his features twisting in pain.  "But I am going to be of no use to you if you don't get me on the ground soon."

"All right," Alec said and stepped in closer before an idea occurred and he flushed, clearing his throat.  There WAS a way that he could take Magnus' weight, so he could focus on the lock... "Don't stab me."  

"If I'm stabbing you, it's only going to be in decidedly sexy ways," Magnus shot back and he raised his eyebrows as the shadowhunter blushed even darker.  "While I am sure that my significant other does not approve, I can't help wanting to chase that blush with my tongue."  

"If you want to get out of here without possibly dying, I need you to be quiet for a second and just... let me get you free," Alec growled, closing his eyes to take a fortifying breath.  Magnus  was married, nothing could happen between the two of them and he was just doing this to help.  Reaching down, he grabbed Magnus' thighs and lifted him, easily.  

Magnus' eyes widened and he gasped.  "Uh, shadowhunter-"

"Alec," Alec muttered, getting Magnus' thighs situated around his waist, leaning in against him to keep him propped up against the wall to take his weight.  He felt Magnus cross his ankles behind his back and bit down the noise that he wanted to make as he leaned in, reaching up towards Magnus' hands.  

"If I didn't abhor infidelity with every fiber of my being..." Magnus breathed out, clenching his eyes shut as he had every inch of Alec, shadowhunter extraordinaire pressed against him from hips to arms.  "You would tempt a saint to sin, Alec.  Please hurry, or I'm going to embarrass us both."  

Alec bit down a groan and focused on the lock pick.  The first cuff, thankfully, was easy and he felt Magnus' relieved gasp, before his arm was flopped down, clearly numb.  He shifted and had Magnus throw the arm over his shoulder and moved his attention to the other.  "Don't worry, I'm not going to let you fall," he reassured as he worked at the lock.  

When Magnus didn't answer, Alec frowned and glanced down at him, but Magnus was biting down on his lip, his eyes screwed shut.  They were close enough that it would be so easy to...

"Alec," Magnus growled.  

Alec snapped his attention fully back to the lock and finally heard the click that signaled it would let him free.  He caught Magnus' other arm easily and slowly, with Magnus sliding down his body in a way that had the both of them groaning, low and desperate, until his feet were on the ground.  He reached up and carefully massaged at Magnus' shoulder, helping to work his circulation back to normal, before he moved to the other arm.  

Magnus was staring at him with unreadable eyes and Alec flushed, turning away from him.  "Are you all right?"  

Magnus nodded and tilted his head, studying Alec in confusion.  He looked down at his fingertips, a small blue flame sparking around his fingertips and he sighed in relief at the feel of his magic starting to return.  "Looks like I'll be back to fighting form soon."  

Alec nodded.  "We don't have too long, Magnus.  We need to get out of here and do it quickly.  If they were able to restrain the both of us - that means they caught us once and they could do it again."  

Magnus frowned and looked out past the cell door.  He closed his eyes and listened, a faint tendril of his magic reaching out.  "Two guards at the end of the hallway.  There's at least seven other prisoners.  More guards further along."  

"Do you know where we are?" Alec whispered, glancing out into the hallway.  They were on borrowed time, they needed a plan.  

Magnus opened his mouth to answer, but was nearly sent to his knees when pain hit his head, making him stumble.  Thankfully, Alec, who was the most chivalrous shadowhunter he had ever met in his life, caught him, easily, as though he'd been born to do it.  "Memory loss potion took that, which tells me we know where we are."  

"Right," Alec said with another nod.  "Do you know why they would have given me the potion too?"  

Magnus shook his head.  "I don't.  Nor do I know why they put us together when it seems most of the other prisoners are alone."  

"Well," Alec gave Magnus a shy smile.  "I'm glad that I'm not alone."  

Magnus swallowed, his heart giving a traitorous lurch.  He was married, he needed to remember that he was married and pretty boy shadowhunters were... were not meant for him.  "Me too, Alec.  Me too."  

Alec gave a nod and squared his shoulders.  "If you..." he hesitated, then held out his hand.  "If you were to take some of my energy, would it help recharge you?"

Magnus' eyes widened and he stared at the shadowhunter, who was looking at him calmly.  "I... yes, it would, but..." But no nephilim would willingly give their energy to a warlock like that.  

"We need each other," Alec said, his voice quiet but firm.  "And you need your magic to help the both of us get out of here, right?"  

"Right," Magnus agreed, his voice soft.  He reached out and took Alec's hand.  "I'll try to make sure it won't hurt."  With such different energies, such different power, that was going to take more effort than he could maybe afford but he would try.

Alec smiled.  "It's not going to hurt.  I know that you won't hurt me."  

Magnus swallowed, his thrice-cursed heart flipping in his chest again, and he reminded himself that he was married, that he could feel the power his partner had poured into the ring and took a second to blink away the tears before he closed his eyes and breathed in deep.  He reached out to establish the connection and gasped, Alec's soul, all his power, completely laid bare for him.  

His magic reached out greedily, drinking from the fountain of Alec's soul - but unlike any other session of sharing magic that he had ever done, there was no resistance, no hesitancy.  Alec trusted him, and trusted him not to go too far, and not to take too much.  Magnus wanted to sob that someone trusted him this easily, this much.  

Alec held onto Magnus' hand as tight as he dared, keeping him carefully supported as he felt Magnus draw more out of him, until abruptly, it was over.  Without thinking about it, Alec urged more of his power at Magnus, to take what he needed, because they were going to need it.  He felt Magnus muffle a noise into his shirt, but he held on tighter, until he finally felt Magnus steady himself, ready for their break out. 

Magnus sucked in a frantic breath. He wanted to say something, wanted to explain what it meant for them to be able to share energy, to share magic like this, because it was unheard of. It wasn't supposed to be this easy, and Alec's magic should have resisted him, but…

"Ready?" Alec asked, looking to the door. "I'm going to break down the door and we're going to race down the hallway. Grab what weapons we can and make our way towards an exit. Once we're there we can regroup."

Magnus shook himself and nodded, gathering magic around his palms. "That sounds like a plan. Try not to get yourself killed, shadowhunter."

Alec's lips quirked up. "Same to you, warlock." He winked at Magnus and turned back to the door. He took a deep breath and studied the door before he kicked at where the deadbolt was keeping the door shut, putting every ounce of his remaining strength rune into the blow.

The door burst open and he and Magnus were sprinting down the hallway.

By the time the Circle members, and Alec's had almost frozen at the sight of the scars on their necks, scars that he knew, that he recognized, that made his gut churn and fear choke his throat, turned to attack them, he'd grabbed a seraph blade off the table and skewered one of them while Magnus took care of the other. Relief surged through him at the sight of his stele and he grabbed it, activating runes as fast as he dared before he grabbed his bow. A quick survey of the room showed nothing else and he looked to Magnus, who was staring down at the shadowhunter in front of him in confusion.

"Magnus?" Alec hissed, keeping his voice down. "We have to keep moving, they're going to know we broke out soon?"

Magnus knelt down and touched the ring that was around the dead shadowhunter's neck. A jolt of familiarity went through him and he tugged it off, the chain breaking in an easy motion. He lifted it up and looked at the ring on his finger. They were clearly a matched pair. What was a circle member doing with it?

"What's that?" Alec asked, stepping closer. The sight of the ring had his head throbbing in pain and he nearly stumbled, frowning. "I, fuck, my head, Magnus what is that?"

Magnus' eyes widened and he looked over at Alec, then back to the ring. Alec's fingers were white-knuckled with his hold on the table, and on his ring finger was a very, very obvious tan line. A tan line that matched the ring in his palm. "Alec…" he trailed off and looked at the ring before handing it to him, his hand shaking. "You're… look at your hand. You're missing a ring."

Alec knew they needed to get the hell out of here, they didn't have time for this, but… there was no rune on his hand, which meant that he didn't have the wedded union rune on his chest either, so had he… worn a ring? His grit his teeth through the surging pain and took the ring from Magnus, locking his knees as he struggled to breathe through the pain. "This is part of what I forgot," he hissed, looking up at Magnus.

Magnus stepped in closer and grabbed the ring from Alec, shoving the ring onto his finger. "Sometimes you can trigger memories by putting something back into its proper-"

Alec didn't hear the rest of the words, it was like the world in front of him melted away. Magnus was smiling at him, his eyes bright and golden in a tuxedo with flowers all around them. Music was playing softly and Alec wanted, needed to kiss him with everything that he was. It was a perfect moment, Magnus' hands carefully cupping his as they traded rings and it was slid into place where it would always-

"Alec!" Magnus hissed.

Alec blinked himself back to where they were, captured, with more hostages and then down at his hand that was cupped in Magnus'. Their rings matched, and his eyes widened. He lifted his eyes to Magnus, wide and shocked. "Is that, Magnus, I…"

Magnus grinned, bright and excited. "Apparently I don't need to feel badly about flirting with you now, shadowhunter. My magic knows that ring, even if I do not, and it belongs right where it is."

Hope and joy surged through Alec and he yanked Magnus into his arms, squeezing him tightly, relief that he wasn't even sure he should be feeling making him weak. "We'll talk about this later," he promised, his eyes darting to the other cells. "First we have some cells to open and hostages to free."

Magnus' eyes were bright and angry. "And some circle members to take care of."

Alec nodded and Magnus turned towards the cells, but Alec grabbed his wrist, tugging him back. He dropped his eyes to Magnus' lips. He, he knew they'd kissed, he could almost see it in his mind's eye, but he couldn't remember what it felt like, how it felt to kiss Magnus. "I, Magnus…"

"Come here," Magnus ordered, yanking Alec down by the collar to seal their lips together. He didn't let himself get lost in how easily Alec responded to the kiss, nor did he pin the shadowhunter back against the wall. Instead he pulled back and grinned, winking again. "Now come on, we've got a job to do."

Alec swallowed and nodded, following Magnus back into the cells.

~!~

Hours later, Alec and Magnus were sitting side by side, holding hands tightly as they faced a barrage of questions from their friends and family.

"So let me get this straight," Jace said, rubbing at his temple. "You don't remember the fact that you're married?"

"Nope!" Alec said happily, even as he grinned at Magnus, who grinned right back at him. "Think we're both glad of it."

Catarina sighed. "You're sure it's an Agribar memory loss potion, Magnus?"

Magnus turned to her and smiled. "I am. I can taste it. Which means this particular brand of memory loss will wear off in about twenty-four to forty-eight hours."

"Why do you two look so happy about this?" Isabelle asked, her eyes narrowing suspiciously. "I thought you woke up and didn't know who each other were."

"We did," Alec said, squeezing Magnus' hand again in apology. "But we uh, we figured it out as we were escaping. And now we're both exhausted and want to go home." He shrugged. "I can't go back to work until I can remember things again."

Magnus gave Catarina another winning smile. "And I certainly can't return to my High Warlock duties until I'm sure that I am operating at full strength."

Jace frowned and scowled at both of them. "Why do I get the feeling I'm missing something here?"

Isabelle's eyes widened and glanced between them and she started laughing. "Oh you two are unsubtle."

Alec shrugged. "Seems like a good opportunity."

"A good opportunity for what?" Jace pressed. "Are you both going to be okay?"

Alec cleared his throat. "I'll be back in two days, but I'm going to spend that time recovering with Magnus. I have a lot to remember." He gave Magnus a look and hoped that his blush wasn't showing too badly.

Jace's eyes widened and he groaned. "Oh fucking, fuck you. This is payback for Book Club, isn't it?"

Alec raised both of his eyebrows at Jace. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"I am going to kick your ass in training so hard when you're back," Jace threatened, narrowing his eyes at Alec. "Enjoy your days off while you have them."

Catarina watched the shadowhunters stalk off, amused, before turning back to Magnus and Alec, who were still holding hands. "Can I make you a portal home?"

"That would be lovely, Catarina," Magnus agreed, his shoulders relaxing.

With a twist of her fingers, it was there, and Magnus wasted no time tugging both he and Alec through the portal, looking up at his shadowhunter. "We seem to have a unique opportunity in front of us, Alexander."

Alec raised his eyebrows, biting down a smirk.  “Oh?”  

Magnus licked his lips and started to gently urge Alec back to the bedroom.  “Unless you are too tired, of course, but I have no doubt had the chance to explore every inch of you thoroughly as is my right as your loving husband…” 

Alec snorted and rolled his eyes.  “I’m sure… where is this leading.”  

“Well, now I have the chance to explore you again for the first time ever.  If you would be interested in indulging me?” Magnus paused, waiting.  

Alec reached out to grab Magnus by the belt and tumbled the both of them to the bed, tugging Magnus in for another deep kiss, groaning against his lips.  

“That was graceful,” Magnus whispered.  

“Shadowhunter,” Alec said, smirking as he pulled Magnus down for another kiss.  

And later, when Alec woke curled in Magnus’ arms, all of his memories exactly where they should be, he sighed in relief and pressed in even closer, humming happily as Magnus’ fingers sank into his hair.  “Love you,” he mumbled.  

“I love you too, my Alexander,” Magnus breathed.  “Even when I have no memory of you, you are my everything.”  

Alec grinned and rolled Magnus back into the sheets again.  “Someone is angling to start our mutual day off right.”  

“Of course,” Magnus said with a challenging smirk.  “Now, why don’t you show me what you know how to do with all of those memories and experience of yours you have back now, hm?” 

“My pleasure.”  

[hurtthemgently]

I’m a big fan of whumpees waking up and not knowing where they are, being very confused and frightened, then slowly recalling what happened, and panicking all over again

[killerandhealerqueen]

Hey sass long time no see

Can you write a headcanon where jiang yuelou went on a Mission and when he came back he comes to know yuzhi lost his memory and forget about jiang yuelou it hurts him but even though from distance he took care of yuzhi write how you want but make it hurt/comfort type :)

Hello! Happy New Year! And I absolutely can, I hope you enjoy it

Jiang Yuelou had never once regretted taking a case before

Until now

He had taken a case where he had to go undercover for a few weeks, at least a month, and when he returned from his case, he was informed that Chen Yuzhi had gotten injured and had lost his memory.  

Of everyone

“Weren’t you supposed to be watching him?!”

Song Rong and Sun Yongren nodded

“We did!  It was an accident; this car just came out of nowhere and hit him!”

Jiang Yuelou was quiet before he frowned

“Cars don’t just “come out of nowhere”…not on this part of the street.  I bet this was a hit”

Song Rong and Sun Yongren looked at him in horror

“But who would want to hurt him?!”

Jiang Yuelou shook his head

“I don’t know…but find out”

Song Rong and Sun Yongren nodded as Jiang Yuelou walked away from them and made to head out of his office

“Where are you going?”

“To see Chen Yuzhi”

Jiang Yuelou then headed out of the police station to Chen Yuzhi’s clinic, about to step inside when he noticed a group of thugs surrounding his doctor

‘What’s going on here?’

He then watched as one of the thugs leaned down and got into Chen Yuzhi’s face

“Come on, doc…you know you gotta pay the protection tax or else…bad things might happen to you or your clinic”

Chen Yuzhi sighed

“And I told you, I’m not going to be bullied into paying some stupid “protection tax”. Please go bother someone else”

The leader of the thugs growled before he reached out and grabbed Chen Yuzhi by the tie and yanked him forward so that his face was in his face

“Why you little—”

“Ahem”

The thugs and Chen Yuzhi froze before they all looked over to see Jiang Yuelou standing in the entrance of the clinic, his arms crossed in front of him, a look of irritation on his face

The thugs’ eyes widened and the leader quickly released Chen Yuzhi before he and his partners rushed out of the clinic, Jiang Yuelou and Chen Yuzhi watching them leave before Jiang Yuelou turned to look at Chen Yuzhi, rushing over to him

He then reached out and cupped his face in his hands, looking him over

“Are you okay?”

Chen Yuzhi looked at him with wide eyes before he nodded

“Oh, um…yes. I’m…fine”

He then slowly pulled his face out of Jiang Yuelou’s hands before he looked at him

“Do I…know you?”

Jiang Yuelou looked back at him before he smiled weakly and held out his hand

“Commissioner Jiang Yuelou”

Chen Yuzhi’s eyes widened and he quickly reached out his hand, shaking it

“Commissioner Jiang!  T-Thank you!”

Jiang Yuelou smiled

“My pleasure”

Chen Yuzhi then dipped his head

“I’m sorry you had to see that”

Jiang Yuelou shook his head

“Don’t apologize. Has that happened before?”

Chen Yuzhi hummed

“It’s only started recently”

Jiang Yuelou growled softly

“Bastards”

Chen Yuzhi looked at him in surprise

“Oh…I didn’t think you’d care about something like that”

Jiang Yuelou looked at him aghast

“Of course I care! I care about all of the people in my city I’m supposed to protect.  You especially”

Chen Yuzhi tilted his head in surprise

“Me especially?”

Jiang Yuelou’s eyes widened before he cleared his throat

“Um.  If those people start bothering you again, you just give me a call.  I’ll deal with them”

Chen Yuzhi blinked

“Oh, you don’t have to do that—”

“I want to”

Chen Yuzhi looked at him in surprise before he smiled

“Thank you”

Jiang Yuelou nodded

“Of course. Take care, Dr. Chen”

He then turned and headed out of the clinic, Chen Yuzhi staring after him with a small frown; he felt like he knew the commissioner…even though they had only just met today

Why did he know him?

After that introduction, Jiang Yuelou came by the clinic almost every day, sometimes to drop off meat buns from the shop next door, sometimes just to check on Chen Yuzhi, and sometimes he just came to talk

Chen Yuzhi never knew why Jiang Yuelou always came by to hang out with him, as he was just a lowly doctor, no one special, but…he couldn’t deny that he enjoyed the police commissioner’s company

And he hoped the commissioner enjoyed his company too…from what he could tell, he did, considering that every time he saw him, he smiled brightly

And sometimes…sometimes Chen Yuzhi caught Jiang Yuelou looking at him with the fondest expression he had ever seen

He had no idea why the police commissioner was looking at him like that, they weren’t exactly close, acquaintances at best, but…it made his heart flutter in a way that it hadn’t fluttered before

And before Chen Yuzhi knew it…he was falling in love with Jiang Yuelou

However, he knew that his feelings would probably never be reciprocated because he saw that Jiang Yuelou had a ring on his finger…and honestly, he should have put a stop to this because…well, Chen Yuzhi didn’t want to be a homewrecker

Whoever Jiang Yuelou’s partner was, he was sure they were wonderful and they were lucky to have Jiang Yuelou so…he knew what he was going to have to do

However, before Chen Yuzhi could tell Jiang Yuelou that he should stop coming to see him, the thugs that had been harassing him from before returned, all of them storming into his office before the leader walked over to Chen Yuzhi, grabbing him by the throat

“Told you should have paid, Dr. Chen.  Now you’re gonna suffer the consequences”

Chen Yuzhi let out a choked noise as he scrabbled at the thug’s hand, trying to get them to let go, when the thug suddenly slammed him against his wall of many drawers, causing him to cry out in pain as his head cracked against the wood

He then hissed in pain before he looked at the thug holding him by the throat and growled, kicking the thug in the chest, sending him flying backwards

As he went flying backwards, Chen Yuzhi collapsed to the ground, coughing and gasping for air, just as another thug suddenly kicked him in the chest, causing him to cry out in pain again and curl into a ball to protect himself

The thugs then began to whale on Chen Yuzhi, kicking him repeatedly over and over again until Jiang Yuelou suddenly burst into the clinic, his gun drawn

“Police!”

The thugs froze and turned to look at him and his gun before they each pulled out their own guns, all of them firing at Jiang Yuelou, who dove for cover before peeking back out and began returning fire

Thankfully, it didn’t take too long for him to take out all of the thugs and once they were down, he quickly rushed into the clinic and over to Chen Yuzhi, who was curled into himself, whimpering in pain

“Chen Yuzhi. Baby”

He then reached out and carefully scooped Chen Yuzhi into his arms, cradling him close

“Oh sweetheart. You’re okay, I’m here now.  I’ve got you, baby”

He then pushed himself to his feet, carrying Chen Yuzhi out of the clinic

When Chen Yuzhi woke a little while later, he found himself lying in a hospital bed

He then looked over to see Jiang Yuelou sitting beside him, holding his hand tightly in his

“J-Jiang Yuelou?”

Jiang Yuelou looked over at him with wide eyes and quickly let go of his hand before he reached up, cupping his face in his hand

“Sweetheart. Are you okay?”

Chen Yuzhi nodded

“I think so…”

Jiang Yuelou then tilted his head

“What do you remember?”

Chen Yuzhi hummed

“I…I remember I was going to tell you something and then those thugs came into clinic and…attacked me”

Jiang Yuelou raised an eyebrow

“What were you going to tell me?”

Chen Yuzhi laughed softly

“I…I was going to tell you that we should stop seeing each other…or that you should stop seeing me.  I noticed that you’re wearing a ring…I didn’t want to break up your marriage…”

He then looked at Jiang Yuelou and smiled

“And then when those thugs smacked my head into my drawers, I remembered…that I’m the one who’s married to you”

Jiang Yuelou looked at him with wide eyes before he grinned

“Damn right you are”

He then leaned down and pressed a kiss to his forehead

“So you remember me know?”

Chen Yuzhi laughed before he looked up at him fondly

“How could I ever forget you?”

Jiang Yuelou smiled before he leaned down again, this time kissing him gently on the lips before he pulled away and looked at him, his eyes fond as well

“I hope you never do”

Chen Yuzhi smiled and shook his head

“Never”