#jonathanjoestarxreader

Tragedy descended upon their lives with a forceful blow, leaving devastation in its wake. Jonathan was caught in the grip of an accident, an event that not only shattered his physical well-being but also tore him away from the memories he held dear. In the sterile confines of the hospital room, Y/N stood present, his heart burdened with an overwhelming sense of distress.

The air in the room was heavy with the weight of uncertainty as Y/N watched over Jonathan, his eyes filled with anguish and worry. Every beep of the machines and hushed whispers of medical professionals deepened his sense of helplessness. He longed to hold on to the memories they had created together, cherishing the moments that now seemed like fragile wisps slipping through their fingers.

The room echoed with Y/N's whispered words, his voice trembling with a mix of desperation and unconditional love.

"Jonathan... Please, my love, hear my voice. It’s me, your beloved. Please, remember..."

Jonathan's eyes, once filled with tender affection, now reflected confusion and distance. Y/N's heart ached, knowing that the connection they had forged was drifting away, replaced by a void resembling a fragmented puzzle yet to be reassembled.

“Y/N was it…? I’m sorry. I can’t seem to remember anything between me and you..” he spoke, his voice soft and quiet, nothing being able to jog his memory.

Y/N watched his partner, absolutely heartbroken, giving a small nod in response as he reached over, grabbing his hand gently and rubbing his thumb over his knuckles. “That’s alright Jojo, it isn’t your fault..” he whispered, smiling slightly. Silent tears cascaded down his cheeks like small raindrops, reflecting the depth of his sorrow. With each sob that escaped his trembling lips, echoed the longing in his heart, aching for the return of the precious memories they had once shared.

Jonathan watched, unsure of what to do. He reached a hand up, wiping the tears from Y/N’s face. “Please don’t cry. We’ll figure this out. I promise.” He reassured him, offering a small smile, enjoying the warm touch of Y/N.

Jonathan's comforting touch brought a flicker of comfort to Y/N's heart. It was in that fleeting moment that the warmth and tenderness they once shared surged through their veins. Y/N clung to Jonathan's words, finding strength in his unwavering promise and the glimmer of hope they held.

Time passed, transforming mere days into weeks, and weeks into months. Y/N stood resolute, a constant source of strength and support, even in the midst of Jonathan's fragmented recollections. Their love acted as a guiding light, leading them through the journey of restoration, one step at a time.

Their fingers intertwined, creating a physical connection. They shared tales of shared adventures, whispered secrets, and the sweetness of stolen kisses. With patience and tenderness, Y/N painted vibrant pictures of the past, weaving a tapestry of memories for Jonathan to hold onto tightly, like a lifeline in the vast sea of forgotten moments.

As the sun began to set on yet another day of their arduous journey, Y/N sat by Jonathan's side, their fingers interlaced, and gazed out at the horizon, painted with hues of golden-pink. The air grew heavy with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation as they embraced the silence, each lost in their own thoughts.

“Jonathan...do you feel it? The warmth of the setting sun, the gentle whispers of the wind…”

Jonathan turned his head to meet Y/N's gaze, a flicker of recognition illuminating his eyes, like a distant star carving through the night sky.

“Yes...I feel it, Y/N. I may not remember everything, but this spot rings a bell..I love you…”

Y/N felt his heart soar with a mingling of hope and tenderness at Jonathan's words. He leaned in closer, their lips barely brushing against each other, as if on the precipice of an infinite promise.

Jonathan's thumb gently caressed Y/N's cheek, wiping away a single teardrop that escaped, a testament to the bittersweet symphony of their journey.

"Y/N, I may have forgotten the details, the intricate threads that once wove our lives together. But I will never forget the way you make me feel, the unwavering love that emanates from your very being. As we continue on this path.” 

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