hís wífє σnlч // p.jm

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Somins POV

After leaving my phone turned off and adding all the stress and anxiety from earlier this morning, I somehow still managed to get work done and kept myself busy and distracted... but then I turned my phone on and surprise - surprise, Jimin, who didn't want to leave me the hell alone messaged me after every damn hour. More like spammed me full, childish behavior.

Text from Jimin 💌: I know you're getting my texts, please answer.

Text from Jimin 💌: listen i don't have time for this, answer my calls!

Text from Jimin 💌: Somin fucking answer! I'm so fucking pissed I swear to God if you don't turn your damn phone on and call me back you're gonna get hell !!!

Text from Jimin 💌: start praying to God that you have one good fucking reason for this childish behavior, if not so help me God

Text from Jimin 💌: i gave you five hours to fucking text me one "I'm fine" but no more, you better be home before I get there! You're in for one hell of a lecture PARK SOMIN

Text from Jimin 💌 : this is my last text and warning Somin, I want you home before fucking five!

"I wonder what his favorite cuss word is" I rolled my eyes and started packing my things. He and his threats could kiss my ass.

If he thinks cussing and demanding things is going to get me to text back, he's so wrong and can go so to hell. Who does he even think he is, to text me in that aggressive way, not to mention the capital PARK SOMIN? Bipolar idiot.

I didn't notice my coworker looking at me weirdly until she spoke-

"you okay there Somin?"

"huh?"

"you were glaring at the ground and muttering something under your breath.....honestly...I was about to call the exorcist and get you healed" she explained and carefully stepped away.

"God no" i laughed out loud "sorry I'm just stressed, don't worry I'm not possessed" I answered her at which she sighed in relief.

"uhhh one question though, what's your opinion on religion or God?"

what on earth????

"that's random, but I think religion and believing in God in general is really good and important. I mean that's what keeps us kinda sane in this messed up world, doesn't it?" I really didn't know why she asked me something like that but oh well.

"phew! Thank God there's no demon in you, see you tomorrow" she smiled, hugging me.

well an atheist would pretty much have an exorcist jumping on their neck according to this method...

"you're so weird" laughing I added "I wont be there tomorrow, took a day off" I watched her give me a small pout then grab her belongings and walk out.

It was almost 4.50 when I walked down the street and a thought crossed my mind.

Why did none of the boys text me... my phone should be blowing up by now.

Something was fishy but I couldn't point it out just yet....

"well, less stress and explaining for me"

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I was sitting down on the bed with my phone and newspapers spread all over the place.

"God, why is it sooo hard to find a small flat" I groaned out and let myself fall back on the bed.

I couldn't keep on living in this cozy hotel, I did have enough money in the bank for at least a month or two but I wasn't going to pay for an expensive room while living on bread crumbs. Not to mention that this was pretty much like throwing money out of a window.