Lost - AU where Junot and Jaewon lose their memory of each other but Junot is slowly gettng fragments back and has no idea what to do with it.
Junot has an old Android phone she rarely uses because its disconnected so coming back, she finds it and lets it collect dust for so long maybe around the five year mark where shes finally clearing out her old things. Her intentions are to get it charged and see if there any pictures of her, her family and friends worth saving. maybe things that could explain this gap that feels unexplainable, just looming over her and her memories. But theres nothing. It doesn't even occur to her to check the messages for a while. She sees the "i miss you" texts from her ex a text about borrowing some shoes from her sister amd unsolicited advice from her brother brooklyn and cute pics of her niece with her brother danny. And its total accident and total boredom that she goes all the way down in her text folder. Granted shes had this dusty phone since 2011 and some weird number comes up. Not the first one she sees in her folder because spam texts are a thing but this one is in Korean and shes confused at the preview lines. She has Korean friends but they never texted her in korean not even by mistake. But its just messages and messages paragraphs and simple lines that date back for what feels like forever, there are so many texts she gets tired trying to scroll up to see the beginning of them. And all this time shes staring at these words that she can't read and its either out of frustration but she feels her eyes get wet with tears the harder shes trying to understand, grappling that she does but she doesn't and its a feeling like an itch in the throat and it bothers her for days, weeks, months.
When she remembers again and the dreams about the island get more frightening "reading" the text messages becomes her crutch, she stares at her phone in the dark until she falls asleep. She enters them in Google translate but the words are jumbled each and everytime. The syntax and structure are botched when translated into English. She hates it and hates that she needs it.
Her friend Kirsten is the one to decode the messages. Junot gets by the side eyeing questions explaining it was a wrong number that texted nothing more. They sit in the quad in their apartment complex sharing a to go from Nandos.
They look at each other with swollen smiley cheeks, they laugh and laugh and laugh till they don't.
Kirsten says: "i can barely read this because I mean this is real, REAL ass Korean but, its something romantic. I like this one part though, It says; "
You’re special to me. And I know that’s hard to hear after everything we’ve been through but believe me I trust you,completely. You are sunshine in my dark, dark fucking life."
The rest was getting hard to read for Kirsten. Korean-American or not formal language makes you feel like an illiterate bitch. She gave Junot something to laugh about though...
"He keeps making a Star Wars refrence though. I dont know why."
A couple weeks pass. The old phone is next to her night stand begging to be charged as it sits at 2%. Another night where she can't sleep she holds it to her face, white light escaping between her hands.
It's dumb and weird? But after a long winded debate in her mind fully knowing her phone is deactivated that this phone is meerly a technological fossil she presses on the narrow text box and writes; Hi.
The phone lands on its face back on the night stand.
Connection Lost. This phone is no longer in service please connect with your Wireless Network or....
Junot puts the phone away in the drawer of her nightstand, she puts away her faulty naive hope that has been emitting from her body like a disease.
Its quite in her room, she almost falls asleep.
The phone vibrates again.
One message sits in her inbox. The phone dies.
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