BTS ANGST ONE SHOTS

Love Flames (k.sj)

" I want to have a GIGANTIC dress oppa!"

I got up from my position on my fiances lap. He got up to and twirled with me all the way down stairs into the living room. After finding a suitable show, we ate snacks and cuddled. I loved this. I love Jin. I love everything now. My life feels so right with him in it.

"Baby, what do you want to eat for dinner?" I yelled from within the kitchen.

" Im feeling Indian tonight."

I reached up to search the upper cabinets for something that would make a suitable meal. Tikka Massala it is. I pulled out all of the ingredients and called Jin into the kitchen to help me.

" Can you mince the garlic?"

I asked him as I began to cook the chicken. We both stood in silent concentration as we cooked. All I could hear for a while was the sizzle of the meat on the skillet. I didnt notice that I didnt hear the sound of the knife on the chopping block until I no longer heard it.

" Jin if you are done then can y-"

All of a sudden his body was wrapped around mine. I stopped cooking for a while. Something was fishy.

" I love you too but I can tell you want something." I said looking up at him.

" Can't I just want to love my future wife?"

Maybe he really didnt want anything this time. WELL ITS ABOUT TIME HES BEING SWEET. I looked back at the food grinning, like as a fool. Wait a minute I swear I had more chicken than this. Almost as if he had read my mind Jin ran.

" Yah, I told you to stop taking my food!"

" Im Sorry love but I'm starving!"

That night I chased him around the entire house, wooden spoon in hand. The chicken ended up burning so we had to order takeout.

That was years ago.

Now me and Jin were happily married and had opened our own resturant. Also we had a not so little boy named  Wonho. He was our most prized treasure.

My mom kept him while we were at work. He had reached the age of 12 and began to get more interested in the culinary world. Today was going to be his first day in the kitchen. Only to observe.

We were there six days a week for seven hours, working just like everyone else. We put in our everything to keep this place. It was all worth it once it earned a Michelin star. Jin was so happy he cried.

It was another day in the kitchen for us. This week I was working as my husbands sous-chef. He was mines last week.

I was currently prepping the sirloin for wellington. Sweat beads were rolling down my neck. I remembered I told my mom I would come get him at 2pm before the restaurant opened.

" Babe I'm about to go and get Wonho. I'll be back before the last of the workers come."

"Alright be safe. I love you."

I ran up to his station and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. After that I ran outside to my car to go pick up our son. It was another hour and a half drive back.

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" Come on Wonho. We've got to be back before the place Cabella's opens."

He grabbed his phone and we left my mothers house. I didnt tell him about him coming in the kitchen yet. Jin and I wanted it to be a surprise.

"Mom. MOM MOMMY! STOP THE CAR!"

I hurried and pulled over. I looked in the backseat and saw my son staring at his screen, horrified.

" Oh My god whats wrong sweetie?"

" I left my earbuds at Grandmas"

Seriously this kid was going to give me heart attack.

I decided to leave the earbuds and gave him my own.

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" Mom whats that in the sky."

I looked around to see what he was talking about. In the distance there was a large grey cloud. Except it didnt quite look like a cloud though. It was in the middle of July so rain wasnt a possibility either.

Weird.

Something told me to call my husband.

" The number you called is no-"

The phone went to voicemail for the third time. Maybe he's busy now. Even as I told myself that I couldn't get rid of the feeling that something had gone terribly wrong.

Traffic had backed up and if we didn't leave now I was going to be late. I parked the car in some random lot and got out with Wonho. We were walking to the restaurant when two firetrucks zoomed past us. They were heading towards the direction of Cabella's. I was starting to get nervous. I called Him again.

No answer.

All of a sudden the air had gotten thicker.

"Mommy do you smell that?"

I did.
It smelled like smoke.

I grabbed Wonho and ran faster. I was pretty sure I was halfway dragging the boy. The buildings gave away to a large crowd of people. In front of us was our restaurant in flames.

I found one of our workers and left Wonho with her.

There were people everywhere. Cops firefighters, workers and onlookers. Not the person I wanted, no, needed to see. There were so many people that no one noticed me jump the barricade. I ran and ran. Tears were clouding my vision. I ran up to countless people.

" Have you seen my husband?" They all had said no.

I was about to run into the burning building when a familiar pair of arms encircled me. My heart rate slowed a little.

" Why didnt you answer me?" I cried into his arms.

" Listen Love, there are still some people in there. I have to go help them. I-I love you and wonho."

" KIM SEOKJIN YOU ARE NOT GOING BACK IN THERE!"

He looked at me apologetically. He grabbed my face and smashed our lips together. The kiss was very short and after a second, he let me go.

" God I love you so much, im so sorry Love." Was all he said before running back into the building.

I stood there shocked. My brain wasnt able to process what happened.

" Maam you need to leave now." Said a firefighter.

I still stood there though. Watching my life's work go up in flames.

" Ma am you need to leave NOW"

The man pulled me away. Just as he did the building exploded. My heart along with it.

The impact threw me and the officer on the hard concrete. My vision blacked out for a minute. Once it came back, there was swarms of people everywhere.

My ears were ringing. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. Some lady was pulling me somewhere. There were spots in my vision. It was very hot and I felt like I had to vomit.

I was sat down and given a bottle of water. Wonho was brought to me. He was crying hysterically. Strangers kept asking me questions but I couldnt hear or even see them.

All I could feel was my husbands arms around me.

All I could here was him telling me he loved me.

All I could see was his sweet smile before running of to save the day.

I don't even know what I just wrote. I need ideas yall.