"it's not that i hate you, it's just that if you were on fire i wouldn't piss on you to save your life, thats all."
where a kpop idol almost bumped into his soulmate,
as she attempted arson in the very building he was in.
part of the nct soulmate c...
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Mirae found herself in the stomach of a busy ambulance, taking away the girl who had almost murdered her.
She gulped down a rising discomfort as the familiar sirens loomed over her head, her hand held tight onto Jisung's. His eyes staring at her with full concern.
"Are you okay in ambulances?" Jisung whispered into her ear, speaking over the sounds of technicalities and walky talkies. She wanted say yes, because she was completely unbothered each time she would accompany Meihua to the hospital, which was quite often. She should be okay in ambulances, but she knew why she wasn't this time.
She had been in an ambulance with Jisung once before, though she spent most of it with closed eyes, she remembers the way she clung onto is hand as if her life depended on it, in fear that she may just loose him.
And that is what she found herself doing once more, and she hated it. She softened her grip, but couldn't find it within her to let go.
"Yeah I'm fine." She swallowed, Jisung lifting a brow as his eyes fell to their hands. He hadn't questioned her on it further, instead, adjusting their hands as he laced his fingers with hers, sending a comforting signal through her.
"You didn't have to come you know." He said as the two stared at the girl in front of them, her eyelids still shimmering with glitter.
"It was my fault, and besides, I might as well sort my knee out properly." She shrugged. The paramedic had also wrapped up both of Mirae's shoulders, as they had noticed the nail marks in her skin that dripped with blood. Mirae herself barely noticed, but when her eyes trailed down to Jasmine's white nails, they had been tainted with small specks of red.
"It's not your fault, it was self defense. She literally tried to kill you." Jisung reminded.
She gave him a defeated smirk. "No one else will believe that."
"I'll make them." He threatened, trying his best to look menacing as Mirae couldn't help but laugh.
"Aww that's so cute." She commented as the ambulance stopped, the paramedics rushing Jasmine out of the vehicle as Jisung and Mirae followed, the girl still limping from her fresh injury.
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"She just has a mild concussion and some bleeding, but luckily it's nothing too serious." The emergency response doctor announced. Mirae and Jisung nodded, it wasn't good news, but it could be worse. "She'll have to stay here for a week while she recovers, we'll move her to a general ward where she'd be more comfortable."
"Oh you can move her straight to the vip suite, trust me, she'd be most comfortable there." Jisung told, knowing well that she isn't going to be happy when she wakes up, especially if she woke up somewhere where sick 'peasants' were in place. The doctor opened his mouth to question him, but he had eyed Jasmine's attire, and deciding to stop himself.
