Make You Know Love

Chaos

"Some people survive chaos and that is how they grow, some people thrive in chaos because that is all they know" - idk

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"What the fuck was that?" Anastasia snapped as soon as the door shut behind them, ripping her arm out of Jimin's grasp.

Jimin's eyes narrowed towards where he'd been touching her, "Why are you pulling away?"

She couldn't believe him! "Are you really focusing on that right now? You kissed him!"

Jutting out his bottom lip, he denied, "It didn't mean anything"

"Is he your ex?" She accused, crossing her arms. It made perfect sense now why Changwook was so bitter towards Jimin. But how could Jimin kiss him? She was the one he should be kissing, not some psycho kidnapper.

Rolling his eyes, Jimin plopped down on the bed, opening his arms for her to sit on his lap. She scoffed, as if.

Realizing she wasn't going to let it go, his face dropped. "No. We never dated. Happy? He's in love with me and for a while that was convenient," his gaze darkened, "I shouldn't have humored him for so long, he's become overconfident"

"You don't say?" She scoffed. It was irrational for her to be the most upset about Jimin kissing Changwook voluntarily, but she needed the distraction otherwise she was worried she would come apart at the seams. "Is that what you're doing with me? Humoring me?"

Shaking his head vehemently, he reached out, "No! Jagi, you know I care about you"

"It would appear that Changwook was under the impression that you cared about him, too" She challenged, but let him pull her closer until she was standing between his legs.

"No, he wasn't. He hates that he's still so infatuated with me despite my disinterest. Besides, he's Seokjin's blood, that's a no-go," He denied, leaning back as his hands found the backs of her thighs, encouraging her to follow until she was straddling his lap.

"So you'd pursue him if you didn't have some insane loyalty towards Seokjin?"

Jimin groaned and flopped back on the bed, dragging his hands down his face, "That's not what I meant"

Jutting out her lip, her mind ran over all the information she'd been given, one thing standing out like a sore thumb. "You have heart problems?"

Jimin stilled and then tsk'd in irritation, "Changwook's got a big fucking mouth"

"Jimin, why didn't you tell me?" She drooped, leaning down to brush her fingertips lightly over the deep purple discoloration under his eyes.

"It's not a big deal, it's under control. He needlessly worried you," He consoled, grabbing her wrist and pulling it away from his face, but not before leaving a gentle kiss on her fingertips.

"I think he's worried about you, too"

Jimin rolled his eyes, sitting up so their lips brushed, "I'm fine jagiya, really"

Anastasia pulled away, unconvinced. "He said you needed your meds"

"I do, but it's okay if I miss a few days," He assured, supporting her as she leaned back.

Eyeing his chapped lips, pale complexion, and dark circles skeptically, she argued, "I don't believe you"

He giggled, "You don't have to, now give me a kiss"

Giving in to his charm, she leaned forward, connecting their lips. The kiss was gentle and unrushed — more an expression of comfort than any sexual desire. It ended naturally, their foreheads pressed together.