Raemi's point of view

The irritating beeping sound of my ring tone felt like hammer bashes on my skull. I groaned, and turned away my head, covering it with my pillow hoping that it would stop ringing— but no. It had to ring continuously, and on top, it was fucking vibrating. The vibration sent directly to my brain, making me go feral. I screamed in the pillow, trying to reach for my phone to hang up the call but it was of no use.

I took a huge sigh, I was about to wake up and hang up the call but suddenly it stopped. I sighed and felt relieved, going back to sleep. I smiled as I once again felt comfortable under the sheets. The bed felt so comfortable, it was warm and soft. And the thick duvet around me kept me warm enough, not too hot or not too cold. It was perfect. Everything was now good since the phone call stopped, it was a sign for me to sleep for a couple of more hours. I smiled and was about to drift in the dream lan when the phone rang loudly, making me jerk open my eyes.

I screamed and lunged at my phone, immediately hanging up the phone. I didn't even check the number or contact. I gripped my phone, resisting the urge to throw it somewhere across the room was too much but I controlled myself. I couldn't afford throwing my phone like this. I flopped it somewhere in the bed and laid down again.

I sighed, and soon that sigh turned into a cry when my head throbbed painfully. It hurt like a bitch, how much did I drink last night. My eyes widened and my hands frantically touched my body, checking if I still had my clothes. I let out a long breath of relief when I saw I was wearing clothes from last night. I looked around, and found myself in my room. My eyebrows creased, I tried hard but I couldn't remember a single thing from last night, or how I reached my room. I didn't think much about it, it was probably Jungkook.

Who else could tuck me in bed so nicely?

My eyes widened— oh shit! Jimin would be so pissed. I could already imagine his sour face, and the scary look in his eyes as if he would serve me raw chicken and molded bread for lunch. I could imagine him— so vividly.

"Ms. Kim." His tone was full of menace and anger as he gave a loud blow to the cutting board with a cleaver, slicing the chicken. He looked at me, who was tied to a chair. "What did you do wrong?" He asked as he picked a couple pieces of moldy bread. My eyes widened, I tried to scream as he walked to with a plate full of raw chicken and stale bread. The bread was so green, it had its own ecosystem.

"I'll help you remember. You broke the rule!" He smiled like a maniac, showing his sharp pointy teeth. "You came home drunk." His voice became demonic as he slowly approached the duct tape on my mouth. My eyes widened and I shook my head, pleasing him with my eyes. As soon as he removed the duct tape from my mouth, I screamed. But he took this as an opportunity and shoved the piece of raw chicken and bread in my mouth.

My mouth widened, my face churned in disgust and I was about to throw up but before I did he snapped his fingers, and suddenly my jaw was grabbed by four small hands. I looked beside me to find his kids, and screamed when they began to move my jaw, somehow making me chew the food. I screamed in horror when I saw the father and kids trio dancing around me on demonic songs while chanting.

"You broke the rule, we'll get cruel."

Goosebumps spread across my body as I shook my head, getting out of my imagination. It was so messed up and unhealthy over there. My poor innocent imagination was no longer limited to imagine getting railed by Miguel O'hara or Ghostface or Jay— it has too a sharp and horrific turn that I was imagine myself getting torture by Jimean and his kids, even Minwoo.

I guess I had too many drinks last night.

I slowly got out of the duvet and tried to stand up. I grabbed the headboard when my legs buckled, and my entire surrounding was a little funky. And on top of this headache barely let me function properly. Slowly I got out of my room, the first thing I noticed was that Jimean wasn't in the house— so good for me. My eyes fell on the clock, it was exactly noon. I sighed, the kids weren't here so I could roam around the house looking like a beggar and no one would call me one.

I stretched my head and walked to the bathroom. It was nice and spacious, a small small shower, and enough space for a sink. My eyes widened when I looked at myself, nest hair and red eyes. Damn I looked like a disaster. I shrugged and picked up my brush and toothpaste. My eyes fell on the cup where there was one toothpaste and 3 toothbrushes. I smiled, papa toothbrush and baby toothbrushes.

If we minus Jimin's and his daughter's rude personality, they were cute. I smiled as I remembered how soft and cute he's with his kids. It has been a month or so since I moved here but not once I heard him yelling at his kids, or anything. I thought I would hear it on a daily basis seeing how Minhee is, but everytime Minhee throws a temper, (I hear her loud tantrums and comebacks clearly in my room) I could hear Jimin softly and smartly dealing with her. I agree, Minhee was a hard child Jimin shouldn't be this good with her but it was his parenting style and his daughter. I had no right to interfere, besides, he deserved it. This is how he treats others (me), and his daughter treats him just like this.

No wonder she got her traits from her father.

I think Minwoo got his traits from his mother. He's so cute and quiet, always being an obedient child and never gives a hard time to his father. Though I have noticed how he looks exactly like his father, just a mini version of him. Everytime I see him I coo, and have this urge to just hug him, pamper him, give my entire heart and love him.

Maybe perhaps it reminds me of—

I halted, halted the thought inside my head and my actions. My smile disappeared and my hands grabbed the sink tightly as I tried to forget everything. My heart thumped loudly inside my ribcage as the memories intruded in my head, projecting everything in front of my eyes making me hazy. I gasped, and threw the toothpaste foam in the sink, hastily turning the tap on. I splashed cold water on my face, hoping it would help me to forget but it was enough.

I needed more.

I stripped my clothes, letting the sweaty t-shirt and pants hit the floor with a soft thud. I unhook my bra and slid my panties down; gasped when I turned on the shower making the cold water hit me. I stood under the shower for god knows how long, I didn't know how much time passed, I just enjoyed the cold water hitting my body. I stood there until my mind could no longer remember what got me into this state to begin with. I sighed as I turned off the shower and stepped out.

"Fuck." I hissed under my breath when I realized I forget to bring my towel with me. I slowly opened the door, and peeked outside. At this time of the day, no one is at home. Jimean returns home around eight or nine and kids returns around at four. I knew I was all alone but a small check won't hurt. I looked here and there, my eyes fall at the balcony of living which was well curtained.

I grabbed my boobies, refraining them to giggle wiggle when I run to my room. I took a sigh, I couldn't believe I was going ran butt naked. I was alone, but it still weird to do in someone else's home— even though it was lowkey my home too.  With a deep sigh and I quickly ran to my room, with few large strides I entered in my room and sighed when I closed it. I sighed, I let out a small chuckle at how my heart was beating from such small adventure.

I grabbed my towel dried myself, while looking for clothes to wear. Deciding to wear loose tshirt and trackpants, I quickly changed into them and walked out of my room with pride. But it didn't lasted long when my stomach grumbled, I sighed. I didn't eat anything last night, I should order something for myself— or I can eat two pack of ramen!

I will probably die eating ramen daily but it's okay.

I have a huge stack of ramen in my room, better use it before I die otherwise it will go in waste.

Quickly I made two packet of my ramen, and once it was all cooked perfect I sat on the dining table. As soon as I put the pan on table my eyes fell on small bottle, with a yellow sticky note on it. Curiosity got the best of me I picked it up, just to find it was a hangover medicine. I put the small green bottle down and looked at the note.

"Drink it before breakfast, or lunch."

I read out loud what was written on the sticky note, there was a small 'JM' written at the end of the note. I smiled as I saw his cute handwriting, and his cute heartwarming action.

Guess Jimean is not that much mean. He's just Jimin.

My heart was at ease, seeing his gesture he didn't sound that angry so it was better for me. Seeing such mean person doing a favor, it was surely my lucky day. I smiled, and drink the hangover medicine, my head was throbbing and I could use this free medicine from my mean landlord. And once I was done with it, I dig in my ramn.

After finishing my lunch and cleaning after myself I walked in my room, opening my phone. There was few missed and text from Jungkook, and J. I ignored Jungkook, I'll reached to him later. I laid down on my bed and open J's messages.

Shawty:
Good morning

Just checking in you

Did you reach home
safely?

I hope you're not having
a bad hangover

Drink coffee okay? It helps
to get rid of hangover

Trust me, I used to be party
animal and I always used to
drink black coffee for my
hangover, works better than
anything.

If you don't drink coffee,
hangover medicine work
good too

Bye the green one, they are
the best

Buy*

***

My eyes creased, confusion lashed on my face. Why J was asking if I reached home safely, and how come he get to know I was drunk? Unless—

My eye widened and with shaky fingers, I slowly scrolled up. My heart dropped when I saw I drunk texted him. Hastily I scrolled up, reaching at the beginning of yesterday's conversation and began to read everything.

I sat on my bed, with mouth hung open as I reached to last message he sent. No— I wasn't surprised at how I messaged Jimin last night, I wasn't really any different, yeah a little wild but valid because I was drunk.

What left me in daze was— Jimin called me baby. Texted? Whatever.

I squealed— it was like your mean teacher praising you in front of your class but make it internet friend version, and with the meanest perosn I've ever met. Though he's been less mean to his internet freind nowdays, it was still a big achievement.

He even got ready to send his nudes to me. And kiss!? A freaking kiss?

I have no idea how he will kiss a girl he will hasn't met / never meet (according to him) but okay, it sound pretty to ears.

After reading this chat I believe J and Jimin two different people.

Through out this chat, Jimin has expressed his concerned for me. Even when the bartender called him, he sounded so worried and was so ready to come to pick me up. (I have a feature in my phone which record call)

I was worried him finding out me that his friend Raemi and his paying guest Raemi are the same person— but after going through the entire chat, I was confirmed he didn't know that yet and even after coming to the club we didn't met.

Thanks for Jungkook, he dropped me home and save my ass from exposing.

I love him so much, but I'll message J first and then reply to his call and messages.

Me:
Where is my kiss?

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A/N

No proofreaded. Not this one and not the other one

A filler chapter, but it did shed some light on Raemi's past? Idk if you like this one, maybe you'll like the next chapter (cause it's funneh and has memes)

Idk what drugs but I was high when I wrote Raemi's imagination part. It's weird but it's so funneh, especially the three dancing around her please.

Idk what else to say, do read Ch-20 after this.

Um, they'll bang soon ig idk

Raemi needs to eat less ramen and give her ramen stash to me.

Vote for uh, fast updates? Idk

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