Jimin's pov 

I sat on Hoseok's cold living room floor. There was an air mattress, a blanmet, and a pillow but for some reason I wanted to feel cold. 

No matter hiw many times I let Tae break my heart, I was always going to miss him. I missed him a lot. 

I sat staring at the wall feeling cold tears run down my cheeks. I blew up the air matress and covered myself with the blanket I borrowed from Hoseok, resting my head on the pillow. 

I was curled uo in a ball. I lay there restlessly. I couldn't sleep. 

I turned on the television and played my favorite anime 'One Piece'. I watched from the episode I left off on and tried to concentrate on the show. 

I still wasn't sleepy but at least I was entertained. Before long, I began hearing weird noises. 

Moans? Ewwwwww

I couldn't believe that I was listening to my brother have sex with Hoseok my classmate. I tried to block out the sinfull noises with the pillow covering both my ears. 

I shut my eyes closed but decided to keep them open after my brain imagined what exactly it was that they were doing. 

Ugh. I am disgusted. I was reminded of Jungkook when I looked down at my clothes. 

I should return these. I pulled out my phone and texted Jungkook still trying to ignore there incredibly sinful noises.

Wait.

Was that Yoongi screaming?

I shivered at the image created in my brain and opened my messages with Jungkook.

I was about to switch apps to itunes and play some music but I saw that I had two messages in my inbox. I opened the first one.

It was from Taehyung.

I sighed. I hope I made the right decision. I opened my last inbox message. It was from an unknown number.

I read the first message.

What? I was scared. This was just a prank, right?

Okay, now I was terrified. How could they see me? And why did they send those dirty messages to me?

I hid under the protection of the borrowed blanket making sure every inch of me was covered. The messages wouldn't stop. 

There a constant flow of messages every minute.

I trued blocking their number but less than a minute later, another unknown number would start spamming me.

I was so scared. I tried turning the TV on to distract myself from my thoughts but I couldn't shake the feeling of someone watching me. 

I didn't want to hurt my eyes by entering Hoseok's room and I couldn't leave the house knowing my stalker was out there. I stayed completely still and didn't sleep a wink all night.