Y/N POV

I sit quietly in the chair, fiddling with my fingers as I have nothing else to do. I can feel someone's glare on me the whole time and I already know who it is. I then hear a loud sigh come from him.

"Ugh, I don't have time for this."

I furrow my eyebrows and glare at him.

"Well, neither do I. I have better things to do than sit in here with your grumpy self." He turns towards me slowly and the look he gives me sends chills down my spine. If looks could kill, I would be six feet under right about now. I'd perish.

"If you would've just payed attention to where you were going, we wouldn't be in this situation right now!" His white face started to turn a dark shade of red, I could tell he was becoming mad. He looked like a tomato. I would've laughed but I was too mad to focus on how funny he looked right now.

"I was paying attention!" I shout back at him, he just rolls his eyes and turns away from me, sitting back in his chair with his arms crossed.

"Of course you were paying attention, that's why we're in here. What an idiot." He scoffed, breathing heavily, I could practically see steam fuming off of his skin.

All of a sudden our attention was directed to a man walking in and taking a seat behind the desk in front of us. He seemed to be in his late forties and very tired. He heavily sighs and rubs his temples.

"Both of you were in the wrong so stop your bickering."

He reminds me of my uncle.

I lower my head in shame. I can feel a blush form on my cheeks out of embarrassment and I can't help but try to rub it off, even though I know that's not going to work. The man in front of us clears his throat causing me to look up. I notice a tag on his shirt stating that he was the manager.

"Both of you could've done something to prevent the situation." He says looking at us in disappointment.

"You." He points at me before continuing, "You could've watched where you were going. And you." He points to the man next to me, "If you were watching where you were going then you would've been able to pull away before her cart knocked into yours. I understand accidents happen but you both seem to be adults, so you need to act like one and take responsibility for your actions. Not argue like children."

Out of the corner of my eyes, I could tell that the pale guy wasn't happy with what the manager just said. I feel a little better about the situation at hand but I still feel extremely guilty.

"Since both of you are at fault, both of you have to pay for the damages." I nodded in understanding. I didn't mind paying for the damages, I deserved it. I should've been more mindful of my surroundings. That coffee did not do it's job this morning.

Although I didn't mind having to pay, I think Mr.Grumpy over there is having a hard time dealing with the consequences. I shrug and turn towards the manager, speaking up.

"How much?"

"Five thousand dollars, from each of you."

My eyes widen a bit at the price, I didn't realize how much damage we've done.

"That's too much!" The pale guy shouts desperately.

"You break it you buy it. In this case, you're buying it back for me." The manager shrugs, "Don't worry I'll give you both time to pay me back since I'll have to use my own money to fix everything now. Usually, the owner would pay for things like this but he's having it hard so I got it." He then pulls out a clipboard and a pen.

"I'm going to need your names, numbers, and address."

"Bang Y/N"

"Min Yoongi"

We give him the rest of the information needed.

Min Yoongi. Where have I heard that name before?

I shrug it off and focus on what's going on.

"Well, you're both good to go. I'm going to need that money on the first, two months from now."

We both stand up and walk out the door, Yoongi walks slightly faster than me and I watch his back as we leave the store. Once we're out he turns around, startling me at the sudden movement.

"I shouldn't be paying for what you did. You were the one to run into me."

Oh, so he's going to be like that, huh?

I roll my eyes, "And I could care less" I walk past him to get to my car that's closer than I remembered.

I feel a sudden pressure on my wrist and I turn around, my eyes widen as I noticed my jacket sleeve shifted up and his hand making contact with my wrist.

"I'm going to have to work extra hours to get that money because of you."

I close my eyes shut and grit my teeth tightly together as I begin to feel excruciating pain flow up my arm. I see that the skin of my wrist has turned a bright red as hives form. I begin to panic and Yoongi notices.

"What's wrong with you?" Yoongi gives me a dirty look but I can't really focus on that as the ability to breathe becomes harder and I feel my heart rate increasing rapidly. I struggle to say something, words being the hardest thing to get out of my mouth.

"L-Let go of me!"

Yoongi's eyes widen as he realizes his grip on my wrist, he immediately releases and takes a step back observing my distressing form. I heavily breathe and run as fast as I can towards my car, not hearing the running footsteps behind mine. I open my car door as fast as possible and grab the black case on the passenger seat. Pulling out the needle and quickly injecting it into my arm. I heavily sigh as I am beginning to be able to breathe again. I can feel the pain fading away, I see the hives and rashes disappearing. I smile in relief.

That was a close one.

I didn't realize my car door was still open and a shocked figure was watching me with wide eyes.

"What the hell?"

I jump and turn my gaze towards him, my mouth opening and closing making me look like a fish. Instead of saying anything, I closed my door and quickly put the keys in, turning on the car.

Yoongi taps on my window trying to get my attention. "Hey, w-wait!"

I pull out of my parking space and leave the store's parking lot, making my way home.

I need to sleep. Today was the most interesting day of my life. But I'm also terrified.

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I decided to post another update today cause I got inspiration and wanted to write, so that's what I did. I hope you enjoyed the chapter, I really love writing so I'm glad to have others read it. Thank you! Much Love!

~ Chimsy

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