(M.Y.G POV)
After getting home from work, I opened the door to me and Jimin's decently large house, breathing in the scent of strawberry. If you were wondering, our couch was white along with a white chair and a coffee table with a white frame and a glass top, and the T.V hung up onto the wall. I smiled at the sight. Even though I'm a pretty messy person because I become too lazy to clean, but I love the sight of a clean and organized area. Jimin usually didn't come home until about an hour after I did, so I usually worked on music and cooked dinner while I waited.
I went into our shared room, and sat my things down. I went over to the desk and began working on music and checking Twitter, seeing what's been going on in peoples lives.
Suddenly, I got a notification.
Seokie334 has followed you
I clicked on their profile, only to see it was a pretty new account. 3 followers, 1 following, and 0 posts.
I suddenly got a message.
Seokie334 : Hello, Kitten. It's been quite the while hasn't it? An entire year since you left me for this 'Jimin'. You think I would let you leave so easily? No way. Someone as beautiful as you can't be easily forgotten like that, baby. I'll have you back soon❤️
My eyes widened.
I felt my stomach turn.
I instantly pulled my phone out of my pocket, calling Jimin. My heart rate calmed a little, a sweet 'Hello?' coming through.
"Jimin... It's Hoseok. He just messaged me on Twitter and I don't know what to do. He sounds insane!" I practically yelled into the phone.
"Yoongi it's okay... block him. If you're that worried we can go later tonight and get a restraining order against him." Jimin said in a sweet voice.
"Okay.. Lets do that. Somethings telling me I should." I replied.
"Okay. I have to get back to work. I'll see you in 20 minutes!" He said, his smile radiating through the phone.
"Okay. Bye Mochi." I said, my gummy smile showing.
"Bye Yoongi!" He chirped, and then he hung up.
I sighed a breath of relief, looking up at the ceiling.
'I better get started on dinner' I thought to myself, before getting up and leaving for the kitchen.
20 minutes later, Jimin walked in, setting his things down.
I was just about finished when I felt a pair of small arms back hug me.
"Hi there Jiminie." I said, turning around and pulling him into a hug.
"Hi Yoongs." He said, smiling his beautiful smile.
"Go sit down, dinners not ready!" I said, playfully pushing him to the table.
"But I wanna hellllppp!" He whined before pouting.
"Fineeeeee! Get the plates!" I said sighing. I don't like that he's gone so long doing dance lessons and comes home wanting to help, even though he's tired. A true angel.
