Chapter 8

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Hey Chris breezy bacc

Hehe, I'm cringing really hard right now.

Well, I don't know how to recover after that last chapter. But I'm gonna act like I don't write smut. And that I'm just a "normal" person who writes on Wattpad.

Sigh.

Jimins Pov

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Jimins Pov.

Well, how to explain this. Life's been grrreat. It's been over four months since Y/n adopted me and I'm happy as ever. But lately I just don't feel like she has time for me. She always working and she's made me learn how to stay home on my own. And it's like that every day. Not just. A few days out of the week,

No.

It's every single day. I haven't gotten to have more than two hours a week seeing her face because she's always working! "Work this, work that" it's all she talks about. And I'm getting tired of being in the house all day.

And I'm tired of her not acknowledging my existence. She finally bought me a phone. I used it on occasions but I didn't really care about it that much. I just wanted to spend time with Y/n.

She doesn't really see how much I care about her. She sees how I get, I cry a lot over her and she just is too goddamn busy to even care! I knew she'd only been working more because there was three of us in the apartment now, but I tried to be a good boy. And yet, she still punishes me, because I want time with her.

I'm getting tired of it.

I knew I was overthinking it, but I needed some time to think about it outside of this apartment. Y/n was obviously at work. And it was late out, but I didn't care. Just like she didn't care that I wanted to spend time with her. I went into our room and took the money on her bed rest and pushed it into my pocket and pulled over a hat to cover my ears. I walked out the room and opened the door and closing it.

I never really got to go out the house but I did know my way around some places. I went down the stairs and walked down the street seeing all the things I was missing out on. I passed by the familiar alley where I used to live. But I turned my head away and kept walking.

Because that was the past.

I had around 200 dollars in my hands and I wanted to spend it well. I wanted to treat myself. The lights around everywhere glistened and I found myself smiling while walking down the street. There were so many people. Lots of couples holding hands and giggling. I felt my hat lift down as my ears fell.

Why couldn't it be like this with Y/?

I saw a bright store and it caught my eye. I walked in and it was amazing. There were so many cute things and I smiled to myself walking farther into the store. I stopped at a plush and gasped. It was so cute. It was a heart shaped plush that spoke to me. I picked it up and hugged it to my chest.

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