When Worlds Collide

when worlds collide

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“You think she’ll care if I eat her jello?”

“Yunjin, she’s laying down on a hospital bed.”

“So, no?”

Slowly opening your eyes, you feel a huge rush of pain. Where were you? How’d you get to a hospital?

“She’s awake! Oh, thank Jesus. Y/N, baby, are you okay?” It was the nurturing sound of your mother, Sakura—not a literal mother, but she’s a mother figure to you.

“I feel like shit. What happened?”

“You almost died, Y/N. You’ve never been so irresponsible with your allergies; didn’t you check the ingredients before ordering? Or see the giant peanut sign on the menu?”

“Ugh, Kurra, give her a break. Who could focus on any of that with Ning-bitch staring at us the whole time?” You could only guess that voice belonged to your partner in crime, Yunjin.

“Fine, I’ll give you a pass this time. But be more careful next time, okay?” You could only nod your head at Sakura. You were too busy thinking about your restaurant experience prior to almost dying. Waves of memories came crashing at you after Yunjin mentioned Ningning. All the chaos and arguments. Your fight with Ningning. Your fight with Jimin. And your total make-out session with Giselle It was just a peck, but you have to find at least one positive in your restaurant experience.

Wait, your fight with Jimin

“Where’s rina?” Your heart pounded at the thought of seeing her. You didn’t exactly get to explain yourself, and as much as you wanted to avoid her, you knew it was best to talk.

“She went back to the dorms, and Aeri and Minji went back with her. Y/N, I don’t exactly know what’s happening, but you gotta talk to her. She’s hurting.” Your heart went from a fast-paced beating to a sudden drop. Jimin’s always been tough; she almost never cried. The only time you saw her shed tears was when her pet fish, Naveis, died freshman year. So the fact that you, out of all people, someone who’s supposed to be her best friend, had hurt her made you feel horrible.

“Kurra, you mentioned Aeri and Minji, and Yunjin and you are here, so where’s Yujin?” You could only think of your best friend’s reaction to all of this. She’d always been against the thought of Jimin and you being together. She didn’t want you to get hurt. Yet here you were hurting Jimin instead.

“She went off with her princess and Yeonjun. Something feels a bit off about her though, y’know? Kurra and I have been trying to figure it out, but what did Ning mean when she brought up Yujin?” You pondered for a second. Trying to think back to the venomous words Ningning had spit at you.

‘Did you get your little friend Yujin to help you? You’re such a fucking freak for playing the long game. I bet you found it funny when I kissed Jimin at our graduation party, huh? Like it was all part of your plan?’

Huh, what did she mean by that?

“Let’s focus on that later, okay? Let’s just get you discharged and home.” Sakura was right. You had to get home, not just to get out of this hospital, but to speak to Jimin.

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Here you were, standing outside the door to your apartment. You didn’t know what to expect when walking in. Were you in for round two with Jimin? Is Minji going to ask another painfully awkward question? Are you going to spontaneously make out with Giselle? Hah, you wished.

Dang it, Y/N; no time for jokes. Brace yourself. 

You held your breath as Yunjin began to open the door.

“Honey’s, we’re home!” The sound of frantic running is heard. You immediately locked eyes with Jimin.

“Jimin I’m so-“

“What the fucks the matter with you?” You’re held in a tight embrace. To the point where you struggled to breathe. Or maybe it was from the previous allergy attack. Either way, you felt a wave of relief come rushing over you. Maybe Jimin wasn’t upset at you?

“Y/n, when you’re in trouble, you come to me. I don’t care if the issue is about me. I don’t care if the issue is me. That’s what makes us so special; we’re close.” Jimin let go of her embrace with you. You stared at her; she was slightly tearing up.

"Jimin…. I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you, I did; I was just scared. I thought if you rejected me, we wouldn’t be friends. I didn’t want to ruin our special bond. Our perfect trio. I never meant to hide it from you, really.” Everyone else in the room slowly tiptoed away to give you two some space. You knew they would be next door with their ears pressed against the wall, but you still appreciated their effort.

You took a deep breath and exhaled. You kept her gaze, staring straight at your friend.

“Jimin, I like you. I always have. Since freshman year, when we locked eyes, I knew you would be someone special to me. And I was right, you are.”

Holding your breath, you closed your eyes. You had waited for this moment for 7 years. 

“Y/n, I don’t feel the same way.”

There it is. You were rejected. Your heart sank, and your body deflated. Your longtime crush has just rejected you.

“But that doesn’t mean I don’t want you in my life. I don’t care if it’s my best friend, classmate, or secret admirer. I need you in my life, Y/N. We’re-“

“Best friends.” You finished her sentence for her. You can’t help but let your tears fall. But they weren’t tears of sadness. You were happy. Happy that you didn’t have to live your life in fear of Jimin finding out about your crush, fear of rejection, or fear of breaking up your friend group. You were in love with Jimin, but you also loved Jimin. Not just as a crush, but as a best friend. She was always there for you when you needed her. You also couldn’t imagine a life without her.

Both of you were crying at this point and holding each other tight. You only broke out of your trance at the sounds of sniffles heard around the corner.

“You bunch of ease-droppers, get in here!”

Frantic running can be heard once again. Everyone joined in for a tight group hug.

“Man, I love you guys.”

Everyone laughed at Aeri’s words, since you barely knew her. But at this moment, it didn’t really matter. Everyone you cared about was in this room.

And you sure did love them all.

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At Wonyoung’s apartment.

“Hah, what a total shitshow!"

“Shouldn’t you be checking up on your girlfriend, Yeonjun?”

“Nah, she’s got her group of sharks by her side; if I step one foot near them, they’ll probably eat me alive.”

Yujin sighed. She glanced down at her phone to see a text from Sakura.

‘Y/n’s fine.’

Yujin’s sigh of annoyance turned into one of relief. Her best friend was okay.

“Aw, honey, I’m guessing you have good news. I told you Y/N would be fine; always trust me.”

Wonyoung giggled and pet Yujin’s head. She leaned into her table and took a bite of leftover cake.

“You know, they really ought to specify the design between the peanut-free option and the peanut-filled option. It would be a shame if someone got them mixed up.” Wonyoung sighed, staring at the cake in front of her.

“This cake would've tasted so much better with peanut oil; what a shame.”

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