Isn't human weird, biting nails is nasty but taking someone dick in your mouth or shoving your head in someone's pussy is not nasty, gulping the forbidden milk is not nasty but biting nails is.

Anyways, I was walking around the circle, nibbling my nails as the thought of Jimean being J was eating me up. Seemed impossible, the chances of your anonymous internet friend being your landlord were so slim. If calculating, it was 0.0000019342359767891684% (I calculated it), call also be written as 0% or nil.

None.

"Then why the hell they both are the same person!?" I yelled, while standing on the bed. I sat down, my hands tugging at the root of my hair as I remembered all the cringey shit I told him— the way I behaved, and the things I said.

I fucking asked for his nudes when he was just outside, having breakfast with his innocent kids.

"That's bad, that's so bad." I shook my head when I remembered his face when I told him my name.

Oh lord. What if he knows— no it doesn't seem like it.

I already went through our chats multiple times, cringing everytime. And the way he described me to me, I mean roomer Raemi to internet friend Raemi is completely different. Why would he do that if he knew that both are the same person. And he told me everything that happened between roomer Raemi and him, why would he do that?

So it's clear that he doesn't know that.

I scoffed, where did 128 IQ go? Probably too busy judging the poor renter so he forgot to see huge ass signs.

I sighed, my heart was at ease that he didn't know my identity behind-the-screen or else I would have been dead due to too much embarrassment. But I couldn't rest in peace, this guy had my nudes— and knew a lot about me. I cried, never ever I will send my nudes and ramble about my past life to someone I met on the internet thinking I will never meet this person in real life.

I will die the day he will figure out that we both are the same person.

"I will never let that happen." I shook my head, making up my mind.

I needed to end whatever I had with J.

That was the only thing I could do to save myself from being exposed.

Wow, I'm so smart.

With determination, I picked up my phone. I had two choices here, quick fix or slow burn. In quick fix I will just block J. Case closed. In slow burn I will make my replies drier and drier until J no longer has interest in me and we no longer talk.

Since I'm a very lazy person, I will choose the quick fix. Don't go by the name, it's the most effective.

***

Fifteen minutes passed since I took the determination to block J. Entire fifteen minutes. My fingers hovered on the contact, the red block button was just inches away to be pressed but for some reason I couldn't do it.

I couldn't block J.

"Fuck." I threw my phone on the bed. Frustrated that I couldn't block him. I didn't know why, perhaps I was feeling bad. I could imagine his expression when he figured out the friend, probably the only friend seeing his nasty personality, blocked him. He would question himself why I blocked him. I gulped when I imagined him sad, pouting like his son.

"I can't block him." I sighed, already feeling guilty even though I didn't block him. I shook my head at my incompetence.

Mission quick fix failed badly.

Now, I had only one option. Mission slow burn. That will take some time but eventually, it will end without making me feel bad… or will it? That was yet to know, but all I knew was that it was my last and the only way.

"Ploting is so fucking tried." I yawned, this brainstorming made me sleepy. And the fact I didn't sleep a wink at night. All because of— my thoughts took a perv break as I reminisced about something I shouldn't have. I shook my head, I shouldn't have these kinds of nasty thoughts for that bitch.

That's what I tell myself so many times.

"Let's sleep." Another yawn escaped from my mouth. I laid down and opened my favorite fanfiction, Prank Call. No matter how good the fanfiction was, the author was bitch. She didn't update it regularly. My eyes began to get heavy by the time I reached the latest update, and in no time I was passed out.

***

I stirred in my sleep, changing my position to find a comfortable one so I can resume sleeping. But it didn't work, I whined and slowly sat up. Yawning and scratching my head, I looked around— surprised at how dark my room was.

Wait— I grabbed my phone and winced when the brightness flared on my face. I let my eyes adjust to the sudden brightness attack. Once they adapted it, I quickly checked the time— a sharp gasp left my lips.

I slept around 10 and currently it was 8 pm.

What the actual fuck. I slept for… 10 hours?

Yet I felt like I should sleep more. Ten hours of sleep is not enough. Of course, this will happen when you don't sleep— the obnoxious sound of my stomach grumbling filled my quiet room. And this will happen when you sleep for ten hours.

I shook my head and stood up from the bed. I was wearing my pajamas from last night. I didn't bother to change it. It didn't matter when I was going to sleep after a few hours anyways, or would I? I wore my jacket and grabbed my purse, making sure I had enough money with me.

Rubbing my eyes I walked out of my room, walking past the kitchen— catching the glimpse of the park family. I saw them eating in silence— my eyes widened when the meanie looked up from his plate. His eyes met mine and a sour look resided on his features. I hastily looked away from him and fled to the main door— stopping when I realized that I have been living here since two days yet I don't know the passcode of the lock.

"Excuse me… Mr. Park." I tried to sound neutral, because the more normal I behaved with him the less chances are that he will ever recognise me. That means I need not to pick up any cat-fight with him, this morning was the last time. I need to behave like a good paying guest.

Who knows if I behave extra nice he will be a little nice to me.

"Yes Ms. Kim." He sighed, as if he was annoyed by me. I sometimes don't understand why he hated me so much. Well, it was fine until I signed the contract, it was fine too when I moved in. In fact he helped me carry a heavy carton. Then why all of the sudden he hated the roomer Raemi? I spent quite time wondering why behaved like this with me, but not his freind Raemi. Let's be honest, I'm quiet better than the other me.

The other me is perv but this one pretends to be innocent. Both are me so it doesn't matter.

That doesn't make any sense but let's be honest, nothing here make sense. Not this coincidence, and not his utterly rude attitude towards me.

"What's the passcode of the main door? I still don't know." I ask, giving a small wave to Minwoo who was smiling at me.

"Well, you would have known it if you would have come out of your room and check the note I left for you at fridge." My eyes drifted to the fridge and saw a yellow sticky note.

Thanks, but he could have said this less rudely.

"Thank you so much." I gritted and snatched the note off the fridge, crumbling it in between my hand as I walked out of the apartment.

What the fuck is his problem!

The least he could do is be polite. It doens't cost a single won!

He made my blood boiled everytime we encounter, no matter how much I try. He always had to be a jerk.

The cold air greeted my face as soon as I was out of building. Trying to forget his bitch behaviour as I walked ahead, thinking what I should eat. Deciding to eat anything else but ramen, I padded to the nearest restaurant. I checked the entire neighborhood before I moved in here. The good thing is, this resturant is famous for delicious food, generous filling and cheap price. Soon I reached the place, hustling bustling with people who were just like me. I sat down and called for the waiter.

"One Jajangmyeon." The lady nodded and brought my food in no time. She put the biggest bowl of black beans noddles in front of me with some side dishes. My mouth watered, it smelled so good and looked even better

"So good." I moaned, it tasted heavenly. And because I was so hungry, it didn't take me much time to finish the entire bowl. After I paid for my food I began to walk back to home.

I unfolded the crumbled price of paper I put in the pocket of my jacket. There was the passcode of the door, it was 2306. My heartbeat accelerated as I reread the password, the way it reminded me of the dreaded night.

The night if 23rd June.

I let out a shaky breath, it was nothing. It nothing but a simple innocent passcode, it was me who was just overreacting on mere four digit number. I punched down the digits and the door unlocked. I entered in and close the door behind. My eyes fell on the kids, who were sitting on the sofa. They were already dressed for the night and watching cartoons on the TV.

"Raemi!" Minwoo called me, jumping off the sofa and running to hug me. I crouched down and let him hug me. "I didn't get to see you today." He complaint, looking at me with furrowed eyebrows.

"Aye, sorry. I was…" I shouldn't say that I was sleeping the entire day. "I was working on my painting."

"You paint!?" Minwoo gasped. He grabbed my pinky and dragged me towards his sister, who was very much interested in Paw Patrol than me. "Minhee, she can paint." He informed his sister with so much excitement. "What else can you do?"

"I can paint. I can draw. I sometimes make skteches. I can make digital arts too… like cartoons." Upon mentioning the last word, I caught Minhee's attention.

"Cartoons?" She asked.

"Yes, cartoons. Any time of animated characters. And you know what? I can draw paw patrol too." Her eyes widened and layered with gloss and excitement.

"Can you teach me how draw Barbie?" Minwoo asked while tugging my jacket.

"Yes," I laughed at his excitement.

"Wow, I will make her hair black! And wings with mermaid tail"

"Yes, yes, wings with mermaid tail." Usually, I really don't like kids and thier excitement. But as siad earlier, Minwoo was an exceptional.

"Teach me how to draw Ben10." Minwoo's voice was soft, and he asked me to teach him. His sister was opposite, her voice was firm as if I owe her to teach her how to draw.

"Okay… sure." I wanted to say no, so fucking bad. I just but again I couldn't do it because I didn't want to experience meaner jimean.

"Thank you Ra—"

"Kids." Before the cute Minwoo could thank me, his bitch father interrupted. I saw him walking out of the kitchen while wiping his hands with a kitchen towel. "Bed time."

Minwoo whined, "But daddy—"

"No but baby, didn't I let you watch paw patrol?" His voice was sweet while talking to his child, which made me wonder if he was the same man who taunted me a few minutes ago.

"Okay daddy." Minwoo looked at me. "Goodnight Raemi." He gave me another hug and went to his dad and held his hand whereas Minhee walked past him. I saw Jimean walking away with his kid, and as soon as he disappeared into the kids room I sighed. I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. I padded to my room after turning on the dim light in case.

I didn't want to face Jimin anymore. His presence was somehow suffocating. Not only because of his bitch nature, but for the other reason too. I threw my jacket on the floor, and flopped myself in the bed. I would have rested my eyes for a few minutes when my phone vibrated, it was loud enough to reach my ears due to peaceful silence in my room.

I sighed and grabbed my phone, switching it on and my heartbeat skipped. Not in a good way at all— more like a nervous way. I gulped, reminding myself that I need to start mission slow burn.

Shawty:
You did not just
ignore my messages

I'm highly offended

That's my thing yk

Me:
yeah

K

I cringed, I sounded drier than my pussy.

Shawty:
You good?

You don't sound good

Me:
I'm good

Shawty:
Yk you can talk to
me if you want to okay

Me:
yeah

Shawty:
Is that cunt of
landlord has something
to do with it? If yes then
tell me

I snickered, it was hella funny because he was unknowingly cursing himself.

Me:
Lmao no

It's not him

And even if he was
none of your business

I lowkey winced, I did sound rude but served him right. Taste your own medecine bitch.

Shawty:
Woah

Something is definitely
up

You don't talk like this

Me:
And how do you know
I don't talk like this

You don't even know
me

Shawty:
Yeah I don't know you

But I know Raemi I know
will never talk like this unless
she is going through something

I understand you don't wanna
talk right now and I respect that

Just know that you have me okay

Aa you say, we don't know each
other but we can be for each other
when we need

Me:
…

That's really out of character
coming from you

You're generally mean
Not send

Shawty:
Because I care for you Raemi

Me:
Okay

Shawty:
Okay?

Me:
Yes okay

Shawty:
You're not okay

Me:
Why are you doing this
Jimin?
Not send

Why are you doing this?
You're not like

Who are you and what've
you done to meanass J

Shawty:
I told you care about you
Raemi

Me:
But why?

Shawty:
Because your my friend

The one and only friend I
must say

Sure, our meeting was very
weird and unexpected. It
started because you msged
my lyrics of CPR ffs but I'm
happy that eventually you
formed a bond that is
somehow is irreplaceable

As I have told you, I'm mean
so people can stay the fuck
away from me but with you
it's different

You feels like… how do I put
in words

You feel like… family

Me:
…

Shawty:
I might sound like a creep
but I'm not trust me

It all started when you helped
me when I was distress—
when M went missing

You helped me, and said
something, some words I
didn't heard in 9 years

You were there with me like
a family so yeah

***

And that was when it hit me.

The reason why he behaves so differently to his paying guest is because it's just another stranger to him. He didn't give a single flying fuck to her. Someone he doesn't even bother to talk to, and even if he did it was lots of effort for him. Whereas his internet friend, he was concerned for her. About her, how her landlord was treating her, how concerned he was everytime she told her she was going through something.

They both were genuinely different people to Jimin, which hold different values for him. One was just another person while another was like family.

I felt my heart getting heavy, and emotions overwhelmed me. Happiness, sadness, guilt all filled me to the core. Happiness because I got to know the raw emotions J held for me. Sadness because it has been a long while since someone said these kinds of words to me. And guilt because I was going to abandon J, slowly but surely.

Drifting apart from a friend is normal, sad to say but acceptable. But drifting apart from someone you considered family, felt heartbreaking.

Oh lord, I can't do it.

Mission slow burn abort.

I couldn't leave J, my conscience would never allow me to do such horrendous actions. So just like in real life, I will have to be super careful when I'm talking to J. That's the only option I have left with.

Me:
Oh J

You'll make me cry

Since when did you
become so sweet

ayee I think I'm gonna
due from diebetes

Did you see what I did
there hehe 🤡😭

Shawty:
And we are back again

Feeling good?

Me:
Better than ever

Sorry, I was just in bad
mood

Shawty:
It's all right

I have these kind of
moods too

Me:
Yeah

Shawty:
Back to topic how dare
you gave me cold shoulder
and ignore my msged

Me:
😭😭😭😭

How am I supposed to
reply you when you're not
sending your nudes to me
and keep bitching about
your roomer

Shawty:
Oh my god don't remind
me of her

She is the dumbest and most
annoying person I have ever
met

***

Oh—

And this one thing I forgot. Deciding to keep contact with Jimin will eventually come with bitching about pure innocent roomer.

Guess I have to gossip about me with me.

That's the least you could do for family right?

***
A/N

Hehe again, long time no see.

Life is so cruel, don't allow me to write much.

Anyways guys, ¶ family doens't always mean blood relation, it could be anyone you care about or you feel connected to. Basically like home.

I could say, BTS feel like family.

Thats what Jimin meant when he say that okay. That's for now... in future idk 😭🤡

Hope you like the chapter, gave inside for Jimin. Gave y'all both mean and soft Jimin. Hehe

Did you guys saw the Easter Egg? Hehe

No proofreading as it's legit 3:53 here 😭

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