She's My Angel { A Jumin X Reader} ✓

XLIX.

Narrator
It's been a couple of weeks since your daughter's birthday. You were sound asleep in your bed, laying next to your beloved husband, until your door creaked open. Rudy, your scrawny, little son, popped his head into your room. "M-Mommy..." He mumbled. "What is it, Rudy?" You mumbled with sleep remaining in your voice. "I-I'm scared." He replied, crossing the white carpet towards you. You rubbed the sleep from your eyes as you picked up his lanky body. You planted him on your lap, as you sat on the edge of the bed. "Did you have a bad dream?" You asked. The boy nodded. You could see the trauma in his eyes. "Tell me about it." You suggested. "No! I-I can't it's too eerie!" He whispered-yelled, not waking his sleeping father. "How about you I make you a cup of your favorite tea, then you tell me about this spooky dream?" You asked, setting the boy on his two feet. "Sounds like a plan." Rudy replied.

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You poured English Breakfast Tea into Rudy's Ravenclaw mug. "Thanks, mom." He replied before taking a sip. "So, about that dream?" You mentioned as you poured yourself a cup. "Well, it was about dad." He said, twiddling his bony thumbs. "What about him?" You asked, taking a sip from your H/O cup. "Papa Han married this woman and dad's business went bankrupt." He began. You were absorbed into your son's story. Your eyes were glued on his E/C eyes. "My dream sorta shifted into a whole different scenario after our finances are gone." Rudy took another sip. "The second scenario was about V." You knew which V he was talking about since Victoria is the only V he knows by name. "What happened to your sister?" You asked, watching the fragile boy quiver in fear. "S-She started talking to herself, claiming that there is another girl in this house." Since Victoria is only a six-year-old girl, you came to the conclusion that she picked up an imaginary friend. "She has an imaginary friend. It's something that she'll grow out of." You said bluntly. "I don't remember Vincent and I having one!" Rudy replied. "It's because you two were born together. You had each other to play with. Victoria came after." You said, washing your empty mug. "But she has me and Vincent! Why does V have to talk to this girl?!"

"She is your only sister, right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

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"Then she is lonely. She doesn't have a sister to play with." Rudy took a glance to the grandfather clock in the corner of the room. "It's the crack of dawn," Rudy mumbled, heading towards the stairs. "I'm going to bed. Thanks for hearing me out!" Rudy said with his usual smirk. "It was nothing, sweetie!" You replied, crossing the marble floor towards your son. You placed a warm kiss on his forehead.

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The Next Morning (Afternoon)

"Wake up, sleepyhead." Your husband said playfully. Your eyes slowly opened. You found yourself caressed in his arms. "M-Morning, Ju!" You said, pecking his cheek. "Afternoon, you mean, it's two o'clock!" Jumin chuckled. You gasp, knowing that today is Monday and your kids have school. You made your way up the stairs, opening the twins' bedroom. You noticed that your boys were missing, along with their bags. Across the way, you opened your daughter's bedroom door. She was missing as well. Just as you were about to panic, you felt a hand on your shoulder. You looked up, seeing your husband. "I took care of them while you were sleep. They'll be home shortly." You made your way downstairs. You were in the process of walking to the kitchen, but the front door swung open causing you to stop in your tracks. "WE'RE HOME!" The three said in unison. "Hey, guys!" You greeted them. You noticed the trauma in Rudy's eyes. Before you could ask, Victoria called you. "Mommy! Mommy! I made a new friend!"

"Oh! You did? What's her name?"

"Mariana! She's right here!" Victoria pointed to an empty space. "Say Hi!" You suddenly remembered Rudy's dream. 'Rudy predicted this.' Your eyes trailed over to Rudy, who was quivering in rapid speeds. "Hey, Mariana! How are you?" You asked the imaginary figure. Victoria put her palm up to her ear as if she is listening to her friend. "She said that she is doing splendidly!" Your daughter answered.

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"Where are my princess and her knights?!" Jumin shouted on his way down the stairs. "Right here, daddy!" Victoria ran into her father's arms. The twins followed behind her. "How was school?" Your husband asked. "It was all fun and games until V made a 'friend'," Vincent said. "What is so bad about Mariana?!" Victoria asked. "Who is this Mariana?" Jumin asked, setting his six-year-old daughter on his hip. "She is my new friend! Say hi!" She pointed to the spot by the door. Jumin fixed his mouth to say that no one was there, but you mouthed "play along". "Good afternoon, Mariana." He said to the imaginary character. "She said good afternoon back!" Victoria said, smiling.

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Instead of going up to play Super Smash Bros with his siblings, Rudy followed his parents into their bedroom. "Hey, Rudy, you're not going to play with Vincent and Victoria?" Jumin asked. "Don't forget Mariana." You mumbled. "I don't trust that imaginary fiend." Rudy said. "Miranda isn't real, Rudy. Calm down." You said, fixing the bangs on your son. "I had a dream, but I was wide awake at school!" Jumin placed his right hand on his son's shoulder. "I bet it was nothing serious. Miranda is just a friend your sister made up out of her wild imagination." Rudy bit his lip. "In my dream, Miranda tells V to wander into dangerous places at night. I'm not going to let my sister die because of an invisible heathen." Rudy left his parent's bedroom. "Rudy may be right." You mumbled. "What are you talking about? They're all kids!" Jumin replied with laughter in his voice. "Last night, Rudy woke me up in the middle of the night terrified. He told me that Victoria will begin talking to herself, claiming that there is another girl in the house." You looked at the open doorway of your room. "It's probably a coincidence, babe." You let out a small sigh. "It may be."