TW: Minor things which maybe be disturbing to some people

Me:
Will you give me a
nickel if I tickle your
pickle?

Shawty:
Please stop

Me:
No darling that's my
line

Shawty:
You need help

Me:
Help me, daddy

I'm suffering from
dilf deficiency

Shawty:
...

Me:
Okay I'm sorry, this
is too much

don't mind me

Shawty:

Me:
Oh yeah, daddy!
punish me for thee
I have been a very
bad girl

Shawty:

Me:
Damn

I'm stealing this

Shawty:
Do whatever you want

Just leave me
alone

Don't message me

Me:
?

You okay J?
Seen ✓ 12:37 am

You know I'm here
if you want to talk
okay? We may not
know each other but
I'm here okay
Seen ✓ 12:40 am

You don't wanna talk?

Shawty:
No.

Me:
No as in you wanna
talk or no as in you
don't want to talk?

Shawty:
No as in I DON'T FUCKING
WANT TO TALK TO YOU RN

I wasn't yelling at you or
anything just written in caps
so you can understand well

Me:
Oh

I understand

There are times when
we don't want to talk with
anyone just wanna be alone
and enjoy(?) solitude

I can definitely understand
that and it's okay you have
alright to be angry(if you are)
on me

But again, when you're angry
or restless or disturbed being
all by yourself is not good. Yeah
you may find temporary peace
and at the end of the day, you
might feel better but again when
your mind is filled with thoughts
that makes you think bad about
yourself, guilt trip yourself,
gaslight yourself and gives you
so many insecurities it's not okay
to be all by yourself

Shawty:
it's nothing new for me

being in this state so many
time

Me:
So do I

But I know myself very well
so whenever I feel like this,
surrounded by this kind of
thoughts I generally divert
my mind

I either paint or read

Helps me to think something
else

Shawty:
...

I tried to do some work
didn't work out for me
made me more distressed

Me:
Try something which
made you happy! Like
any hobbies you have?

Shawty:
I... don't have any hobbies

Me:
What? Didn't you tell
me you used to dance
and paint

Shawty:
I don't do that anymore

Me:
Oh J

Don't worry it's okay

Yk when I was rich
(I mean my dad's money,
those times when I was
with my fam) I used to
shop like a lot

Shopping was my hobby!

But not anymore

So it's okay if you don't
do things you used to
do because sometimes
you're not the person
you used to be

Like really, I used to be a mean
girl like real life... what was her
name again? I forget

Shawty:
Regina George

Me:
Oh yes! I was irl Regina
George. I was mean, rich,
spoiled, pretty, talented,
and popular. I used to date
the popular boy, used to get
perfect grades (without any
favors please), and used to
get what I want.

But it all changed...

But meh, it doesn't matter
now. Sorry if I sounded
narcissistic it wasn't my
intention. Just wanted to
give you an example

I'm sorry I shouldn't have
talk about me when it's
about you

Shawty:
Ik

How we change, how
we are not the person
we used to be

I can relate

Me:
I'm sorry I didn't
mean to make you
sadder

My point was, that change
is inevitable. No matter
what we do we have to
embrace it doesn't if it is
hurting you, eventually the
thorns will be at least bearable
and if you're lucky and if you
try your best they will be petals
for you

Shawty:
How old are you again?

Me:
I'm 26 lol what happened

Shawty:
Sound like a grandma

Me:
You know when life
fucks you hard you
gain experience of
granny

Shawty:
*sigh* yeah

Me:
So where were—
yeah, we were trying
to distract your mind

Since we don't have any
option, sadly you have to
talk with me

Shawty:
No, it's okay, I already talked
too much with you and I feel
shit now

Me:
:')

Alright I will become your
distraction

Shawty:

Me:
No it wasn't my
intention— fuck that sounded
dirty

Anyfuckingways

So...

Let me tell you what happened
today

(I'm cheering you okay,
please I'm trying to divert
your mind, at least trying to
make you happy)

So today there was a sale at
one shop of art supplies. I got
out of my bed, got ready, took
my savings, and walked all the
way to the art store in this hot
the sunny day just to find out I
didn't have enough money left

Can you believe it?

Shawty:
Then why didn't you kept
more money with you?

Me:
I did but—

Shawty:
But?

Me:
I met a kid 👉👈
he was cute and hungry
so... I buy him food and
some bandages

Shawty:
...

Me:
What happened?

Shawty:
Reminds me of what happened
with me today the cause if every
fucking thing I'm going through rn

Me:
Oh

Mind sharing? Yk you
should share things which
bothers you, it always helps
you

Shawty:
*sigh*

So today me and my kids
went to the summer fair today
We reached late because of me
because I fucking overslept

When we reached it was overly
crowded. I picked up... let's say
M² and stood there in line for
tickets until I realized M was
missing!

Me:
OH NO—

ARE YOU OKAY? DID YOU
FIND M? YOU FILED MISSING
REPORT? SEARCHED FOR HIM?

Shawty:
Yeah, I found him. After searching
for the entire 5 hours

Me:
Thank God

Shawty:
Yeah

Me:
I'm sorry I didn't know

Was this the reason you...
yk

Shawty:
Yeah

I can't believe I forget
about him! I'm such a bad
dad. No wonder why my
daughter is disappointed in me.
Today I almost lost my son! He
could have been kidnapped, sold,
smuggled and god knows what!?
So many things could have happened
to him because of my lack of
responsibility.

Me:
J please don't say that

I know I have never met you
but I can say you're the best dad
your kids can ask for, you're trying
your best and that's what matters
okay? It's alright, in the end, you
found him and he found you so it's
okay. I hope he's okay now, and in
good condition.

Shawty:
He is fine, sleeping beside me

Me:
Now I hope you too

Shawty:
I can't help but blame myself,
after all, it's all my fault

Me:
No J it's not

Stop blaming yourself when
it's not your fault, it's nobody's
fault. All matter is that your kid
is with you, sleeping beside you.
Instead of blaming yourself, you
should cuddle him, fill the 5
hours when he wasn't with you

You should see the bright side
J

Shawty:
...yeah

you're right

I was lucky I found him

Me:
No, it was your love, you didn't
gave up and searched for him
five hours

It was your dedication and love
that you found your son back

I didn't have them but you had
Not send

Shawty:
You're right

Me:
Hence proved, you're
the best dad for them.
You love them so much
the universe is with you

Shawty:
It doesn't make
sense but okay

Me:

Take those quietly

I'm trying to feel you
better

Shawty:
Thank you

I'm feeling a lot better than
before.

I can say I'm fine now

Me:
😊

Making you feel fine
makes me happy

Remember I'm always
here for you, up for any
the thing you want to vent

Yeah, in return I will ask
for some noods but dw
I will send some too

Shawty:
There

I was wondering were
Ms. Ramen went and who
was this genuinely nice lady

Me:
It was me only, it was just
another shade of me

Shawty:
50 shades of ramen

Me:
🙄

Make it 69

😏

Shawty:
Somethings never change

So you want some noods?
Since I vent too much

Me:
Some other day daddy

For now take a rest, your mind
and body needs it

Shawty:
Are you sure you're Raemi?

Me:
Lol yes

And I'm not asking noods because
your body worked hard for 5
hours. You need rest

Shawty:

Me:
I DIDN'T MEAN TO SOUND NASTY

Shawty:
It's okay, some nasty is okay

Me:

What did he sayyyy?

Shawty:
Now go sleep

I need it too

Good night

Me:
🤷‍♀️

Good night J

***

I smiled and put my phone aside, at least I made him feel nice and that's a lot for me. At least he will be able to sleep peacefully now. I'm happy I helped in some way. I sighed and stood up from my bed, soon that feeling disappeared and left me with nothing but hollowness. 

He's feeling fine but now I'm not. 

I felt like somebody sucked the last bit of energy from me. Blurred memories filled my head and I started to feel like shit. My hands grabbed my throbbing head as I tried to calm myself down. I sniffed and looked at the canvas in front of me. I wiped the corner of my eyes and padded my feet towards it. I sat down and crossed my legs, mindlessly dipping my fingers into the paint which was kept beside it. Mindlessly I ran my paint-stained fingers on the canvas, trying to divert my mind.

But it didn't help.

I ended up making something that made my memories more vivid. 

But when I reached the end of the painting I felt better. I dipped my fingers in paint one more time and tried my best to hide what I had painted and made it something new from my trauma. In the end, I was proud of what I have made, not only that but I was feeling much better.

"Guess this will bring some money," I said while wiping my fingers with a damped cloth. "I hope it does, otherwise I will be broke again." I sighed and threw the cloth aside. I stood up and was about to walk to the ward kitchen to make some snacks but somebody rang my doorbell.

My eyebrows creased and I looked at the digital clock kept on my nightstand. Who the fuck came at 5:59 in the morning!? I walked toward the door and watched it from the peephole even though I don't usually do it.

Why? Ending scene of the movie One Missed Call.

It made me more confused when I saw who was sitting on the other side of the door. My landlord. But again, why is he here? I paid all my rent till this month— don't say he needs rent in advance because, boy, I don't have any money.

"Mr. Kim," I greeted him after I opened the door. "What makes you come here at 6 in the morning?" I asked with a fake smile on my face.

"I will be straightforward Raemi. You have to move out from here within this week." 

A/N

Yep, the twist at the end.

So excited to write smut between them because lately my mind is filled with their nasty. :')

It was a filler, but dw the actual story starts here. There will be fewer text chapters from now ig

Anyways, please comment I love to read and reply to them + it gives me motivation (for now their smut is my motivation)

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