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It was now 3:00 P.M, and the boys weren't updated about the state of Mrs. Park, as the two boys sat in Jimin's room, silence and suspense filling the room.
Hoseok's phone buzzed several times, breaking the complete silence, but he just kept it on the table next to him, and didn't even bother to check his notifications.
His phone was ringing now.
Eunjin POV:
'My brother is such a paranoid jerk.
I wasn't even doing anything with Jimin.' I thought angrily as I stomped into my room, slamming the door behind me.I threw myself on my bed, and cried real hard.
Eventually I ended up crying myself to sleep._________________
I let out a loud groan as I stretch my legs on my bed..
I add in a small chuckle, recalling what just happened, for I remember everything clearly.."I hope..he..does remember too..." I said to myself, quietly.
I enter my room's toilet and I take a quick shower. I kept replaying those past moments I had with Jimin. Or should I say, Dream moments?
After coming out of the shower, I came out of the bathroom into my room, wrapped up in a towel.
My hair was still dripping wet, I didn't bother drying it, and my room was very messy. Clothes and papers were everywhere on the floor.
I had to sort of jump in between what was on the floor, till I reached my closet, which also, thanks to the messy room, resulted in having a lot of water from my hair drop on the floor.I opened my small closet and tried to pick some nice clothes to wear. I felt like going out for a walk with Hoseok.
I picked a white shirt that said "Kawaii", and light pink pants.
While I was putting them on, I didn't notice that due to too much movement, and still wet hair, some water went into the electrical extensional cord that was on the floor right beside my feet.
I was still ignorant about what happened, until I smelled smoke in my room. I looked down at my feet to see smoke coming from the cord.I backed away from it slowly.. but then I flinched when it made a surprising explosion, and sparks of fire caught on my clothes, that were also on the floor.
I quickly picked up my phone, which was on the desk right next to where I was now standing. I sent a lot of messages to Hoseok, but he wouldn't reply back, not even see them.As the fire started spreading wider, I felt my body trembling insanely, I dialed Hoseok's number.
Hoseok POV:
"Hello?"
-"H-hoseok-k-ssi, where are y-you?"
Her voice was trembling.-"I'm at the hospital with Jimin, and his mother. Is everything okay? Why's your voice trembling?"
-"HOSEOK! A FIRE! HOSEOK COME HOME! THE ROOM DOOR IS LOCKED WHAT DO I DO HOSEOK?!"
She yelled while crying.-"Wha-- Fire?? I'm on my way Eunjin!! I'll b-be there in a bit!!" I grew intensely worried about my sister.
"What's wrong?" Jimin asked as I got up from my chair and picked up my bag.
"Eunjin...She's not safe.. Theres...a.fire" I replied back..hurriedly." I have to go home now! Or else.. who knows what'll happen.."
"Wait, Hoseok, I'm coming too!"
Jimin had a stubborn look on his face as he got up from bed and approached me. I had no time to argue about that, but instead, I asked him a caring question.
"What about your mother and that man?""I'll be back for my mom.. And I don't really care about that man.What I care about now, is Eunjin."
He answered briefly and I nodded as we both ran down the stairs, out of the hospital, into my car, and to our house.No one POV:
6:00 P.M
Hoseok drived crazily fast until he finally reached his house. He came out of the car, and unlocked the main door then entered running, followed by Jimin.
Going up the stairs, Hoseok immediately unlocked the bedroom door, and the moment he flung the door open, a figure ran through the fire to his chest, pulling him into a tight hug as she sobbed hard.
Jimin stood rooted to the ground a few moments before he took out his phone and called the firefighters, which thank goodness, took only a few moments to arrive..The fire was taking some time to get extinguished, as the three were outside of the house, walking down the street.
Eunjin, who had a face stained with the black smoke, wondered if the blonde remembers anything at all from his tomorrow.
Jimin POV:
The three of us walked down the street, not very far from the other two's house while the firefighters put out the fire.
My face was red. And the image of the black smoke in the room kept replaying in my mind..
It was as if, a memory was playing again.I stood in my spot, looking down at the ground with sharp eyes, as the two kept walking in front of me, short before they turned around.
"Jimin-ah, you okay?"I was grasping my shirt at the spot of my heart. Breathing was getting hard for me, and my heart ached. In addition to that, I started hallucinating. Hearing voices. Seeing things. Feeling weird touches on my body. The struggle.. I was now kneeling on the ground.. White, black and red dots covered my vision.. as I felt something, like a sword pierce through my head from all sides.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH"
I shouted while both hands grasped my head as my body made contact with the ground.I gave up.
"YAH! JIMIN-SSI!!!"
A/N:
I'm thinking of doing an FAQ at the end of this fic.
Do I do it?
Also, please donut kill yours truly for this chapter. hehe ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
do I kill jimin?
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