♢♡Jonathan♢

I chuckle and step into the bedroom, closing the door. "Nope, when we went shopping for clothes I asked you if you wanted any pajamas and you said, and I quote 'No, I'd rather sleep in one of your shirts' so I didn't buy you any" I chuckle, dropping myself onto the bed and getting under the covers.

"Now come sleep, you must be tired" I hum, holding open the covers. Evan's eyes are everywhere on me but my face, which makes me smirk. "I know I'm hot but it's time to sleep" I sneer. Evan looks up at me with wide eyes and turns so red I think he might explode before he finally slides under the covers.

I assume our normal sleeping position, Evan pressed against my chest and my arms wrapped around his waist. Evan audibly gulps but he doesn't move, bringing his arms to his chest and snuggling closer to me before tucking his face into the crook of my neck. I smile and hum, closing my eyes, glad to have my Evan back.

Even if only a little bit.

♢♡Evan♡♢

Jon starts to snore above me as I keep my eyes wide and alert. I carefully slide a hand down and pull the shirt over my ass again, blushing miserably. I mean, we've seen each other naked but I don't remember it... at least he's funny, and cute, and kind, and hot as hell... dear god how did I get a guy like this to like me?

I feel so confused but so safe and I hate it. I run my hand up Jon's arm and he shivers before humming, why did I do that? Is that like.. a sensitive thing I kinda remember? I fucking hate this! Honestly, I'd rather die then forget everyone. I hate hurting everyone, and I kissed Tyler! And he has a boyfriend! Who isn't.. me...

I shake my head and growl at myself, I'm over thinking this. I just... I need to get my damn memory back! I'm sick and tired of this and it's only been a day. At least I know I'm forgetting the past fucking two damn years. I sigh shakily and I don't notice big hands rubbing my back, it's comforting to say the least.

"You've always been an overthinker, haven't you?" Jon purrs, and only then I realize I'm shaking. I sigh and press closer to this great source of heat, forcing my eyes shut. "It's okay Ev.. and tell me if I'm pushing it. Go to sleep, you need it" Jon says softly, kissing my hair. I blush but smile a tiny bit, see what I mean by kind? I hum and slowly fall asleep.

♢♡Time Skip♡♢

I wake up alone and immediately I feel panic wash over me like a tidal wave. When I sit up, I see a stack of clothes on the edge of the bed. I sit up and feel the shirt slide down my torso, I knew it would ride up in the middle of the night! I blush and grumble, getting up and looking at the stack of clothing.

I walk into the hall with the clothing and grab a towel from the closet, how did I know the towels were in there? Whatever. I go to turn on the shower but the marking on the knobs have been washed off after a few years of use. I turn them and set them to a level I seem to remember, which only confuses me more.

How can I remember shit like showers and pasta but I can't remember my boyfriend? I growl and myself another time and quickly shower off, jumping out and getting dressed. I put the towel and Jon's shirt into a laundry hamper in the corner, stretching before stumbling downstairs.

My eyes widen when I see Jon at the stove, making pancakes shirtless. Holy crap, I've been blessed.