Forever Together

Chapter 42

Stasia went to make something for lunch; she needed the distraction. After digging through the fridge, she decided that she wanted to be a bit crazy. She wanted BBQ brisket. It would take a lot longer than a simple meal, but she hoped they didn't mind. Stasia set about getting everything ready and in the oven. Then she hopped up on the counter and started to pursue Pinterest for ideas of sides she could make. It didn't take long to settle on Au gratin potatoes and pan-fried squash. Then, for dessert, she was making a cake. 

The Brisket was coming along nicely, and the cake was finally cooled and ready to be frosted. She had just finished piping swirls on the top when Suga walked into the kitchen. She looked up from where she was sitting on the counter and smiled at him. He walked over to her and turned her to face him. He wiped some frosting off of her cheek and brought his thumb to his mouth. "Mmm, this is delicious. What's the occasion?"

She had to snap out of her head so she could concentrate; daydreaming about Suga was not what she needed right now. "Oh, umm, what? No occasion, I just wanted cake and, uh, some yummy comfort food." He snorted, pulled her closer, and put his arms around her waist. She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck; her hands went to his hair like she was possessed. Something was drawing her to him, "I'm sorry," she said as she pulled back.

He grabbed her hands and kissed them before putting them right back where they were. "Stasia, I'm yours; you never have to apologize, and you can touch me whenever and wherever." Then he kissed her. His kiss was like fire and ice; it both took her breath away and made her dizzy.

She didn't let him stop; she needed him. When he finally pulled back, she whined a little but then had to laugh because he looked so adorable. She had royally messed up his hair; it seemed only fair since she was now hornier than all get out. He promised that they'd finish what they started tonight. 

There was a cough from behind her and a grinning J-Hope, "Why is it always me that interrupts you when you are having fun in the kitchen?" 

She turned around and looked at him, "Oh my God, I've done this before?"

Jin was right behind her, he raised his hand, "um well actually you and I had some fun in the kitchen, I still have the scar on my shoulder from your teeth."

"I did what? Did I give you a scar? Jesus Christ, what is wrong with me? Why am I doing this?" She hopped down from the counter; she was spiraling. She was walking in circles and mumbling to herself, when she started pulling at her hair the guys got really worried. 

J-Hope walked up to her with his hands up. He spoke very calmly as if she were a caged animal. In a way, she sorta was. Stasia looked at him; he looked blurry through all her tears. She couldn't even say anything; she just kept shaking her head. Stasia collapsed on the ground. The last thing she remembered was hearing them yell her name, and she saw tiny little feet in pink slippers running towards her.

Thankfully, she wasn't out long, just a few hours. It was dark, and she was lying in her bed. She turned and saw that Ami was lying next to her. She was playing quietly on her tablet; she hadn't noticed that she was awake yet. Stasia just looked at her; she was so beautiful. She was the perfect mixture of Noah and her. 

Tears started falling, and Ami turned and looked at her. Her smile cheered her up instantly: "Eomma up! Sced me. Appa say okay. Eomma eded nap. I tell Appas you up." She was speaking so fast that she couldn't get all of the words out.

She was off the bed and out the door before Stasia could even say anything. They all rushed into the room. Yoongi was holding Aimes. She pointed at Stasia, "Ee, Eomma up. We eat ow?"

"The food, did I burn the brisket?" She turned to Jin, "Oppa, please tell me I didn't burn the brisket. I worked so hard on that?" 

She looked at them, they were all staring at her in varying signs of worry and concern. "What, what is it?" 

Nobody answered. She looked at Yoongi, "Babe, what's going on?" His mouth just dropped open. Okay, he's no help. She turned to look at Kook and Joon, "Sweetheart, Love, will somebody answer me?" 

Nothing, okay then. So she turned to the last three, "Sweetie, Baby, Honey, please tell me what's going on. Why is everyone staring at me?" They all started talking to each other in whispered tones. Stasia finally threw her hands up in the air, "Seriously, even Thing 1 and Thing 2 won't answer me. What is the world coming to?"

All seven heads snapped to look at her; Yoongi handed Ami to Jimin and walked up to her. He put his hands on his shoulders, "are you back?"

Stasia cocked her head to the side, "back, did I go somewhere?"

"Do you know who we are?" He asked.

Stasia looked at him with the biggest what the fuck face and deadpanned, "You're Min Yoongi, a rapper from BTS," his shoulders dropped, and he sighed. "Is that what you want me to say, or do you want me to tell everyone how you like it when I bite your earlob..." 

His hand was over her mouth, and she raised her eyebrow. He turned to the others and coughed, "She's back." 

Stasia licked his hand and whispered, "Why are you turning so red? Do the boys not know how sensitive your ears are?" Then she nipped his earlobe and kissed him. "Now, can you tell me what I'm back from, please?"

They told her how she had lost almost three years of memories and the baby. Stasia looked down; she had no stomach. She should be really showing by now, but she wasn't because of the plane crash. She started to fall to the floor again, but this time Yoongi caught her. 

"We lost the baby, Yoongi, we lost the baby," she was hysterical. He rocked her and kept telling her that it would be okay; they could have another baby. It took a bit, but she'd be fine; she was alive, Aimes was alive, and the boys were here and well. He was right. They could have another baby, but that didn't make losing this one any easier.