"These are legit questions, Yoongi."
She tried to get her phone from him, but he stretched his arm away from her reach, shaking his head.
And Jia furrowed her eyebrow.
"Please, Jia. I don't want to lose you too."
And her breath hitched at his pleading tone, bringing her to hug him tight.
Then they cried silently.
And another tragedy happened.
Min Yoongi. Dead. Heart attack.
Jia cried her heart out on her bed.
She lost another important person.
Taehyung, Jimin, Jungkook and Hoseok lost another important person.
She couldn't accept it. She didn't want to.
Neither did they.
What the fuck was happening?!
She was in a freaking nightmare!
Her phone buzzed on her nightstand, but she didn't move a finger.
Then again and again.
Leading Jia to grap it with a tired and angry state of mind.
And before he could speak, she did it.
"LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE, YOU SCUMBAG!"
She screamed her lungs out after hanging up the call, tears streaming down her face.
It hurt like fucking hell!
And he heard it.
Her scream.
In front of her apartment door.
His phone still near his ear.
Before walking away.
With hurt.
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Fanfic(KNJ x OC) When the calls from a stoned guy are not just normal calls. - Why do you only call me when you're high? - - Because it's the only time I can talk to you about how I feel about you. And the only time you're not always with them. - 𝐍𝐨𝐭...
