Make You Know Love

This Hurts

"I don't remember falling in love with you, I just remember holding your hand realizing how much it was going to hurt when I would have to let it go" - Unknown

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"Taz!" Jungkook exclaimed frantically.

"Jungkook? What's wrong?"

Namjoon, Hoeseok, and Jimin all simultaneously turned their attention her way.

"Put it on speaker," Hoseok demanded, grabbing her phone and doing it for her.

"-what happened! I just-I left to use the bathroom for like 2 seconds! That's it!" Jungkook trailed off, Korean tumbling out of his mouth in what she knew were panicked curses.

"Hey, it's okay, just tell me what happened. You're okay," She consoled, doing her best to bring his attention back to her.

"I won't be after I tell you what happened," He mumbled.

She paused. "...What the hell did you do, Kook?"

"I maybe, sorta, kinda...lit...your kitchen on fire?"

"You did what?"

"It was an accident, I swear!" He exclaimed and Anastasia could hear Jimin and Hoseok snickering behind her.

"Sh!" She snapped, making them flinch.

Turning back to her phone she asked, "are you fucking with me right now?"

"No"

She pinched the bridge of her nose, "Okay, so, how did you manage...that?"

"I was making food and I didn't see the kitchen towel by the stove and I just left for a second to use the bathroom and when I came back....there were a lot of flames"

There was a moment of silence, her blood suddenly feeling cold in her veins as her brain supplied all the possible ways she could be in trouble. She didn't have the money to fix things! She was going to be evicted and in debt for years! Where would she go? How would her parents react?

Oh no. Her parents!

Unable to handle all the stares, she hung up and rushed off to the bathrooms, making it all the way into the hallway before slumping into the wall. Anger and fear raged inside her as she struggled to get a hold of her emotions.

A gentle touch landed on her shoulder, causing her to flinch. When she saw it was Jimin, she irritably smacked his hand away, not in the mood to be consoled right now. No, right now she wanted to skin Jungkook alive.

"Don't touch me," She growled.

"Maybe it's not that bad," He murmured, crouching beside her.

Scoffing, she whipped around, "He wouldn't have called, then, Jimin"

Jimin just frowned sympathetically, making tears well up in her eyes. They stayed crouched in the hall for a while, Jimin affectionately brushing her hair back behind her ear and rubbing her back.

"Come on, let's go," He hummed a minute or two later, encouraging her to stand up. "Hoseok, take-" Jimin hesitated, "-Anastasia's friend back, we're gonna get a car."

Anastasia didn't have it in her to argue, so she just weakly said goodbye to her new friend and followed Jimin out.

It was a pretty busy area so there was a plethora of transportation available and Jimin quickly flagged someone down. Helping her in and sliding in right after, he told the driver her street.