THE UNKNOWN STALKER PART 51....
the_seven_signs
Y/n pov-
I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts racing. It was early in the morning, and I had plenty of time left before I needed to head to my training center. I turned to my right and gazed out the large window of my apartment. The sun blazed down on Earth, and the birds chirped in the early morning light. I couldn't sleep well last night, even after Jimin had left, making sure everything was fine around me.
My mind kept circling back to the fact that, after six months of our divorce, I had caught a whiff of Taehyung's scent in a surrounding that he can never know about "I mean he wouldn't know what I'm upto in my life right!" i whisper to myself. I glanced over at my pillow on the right side, and a small smile crept onto my lips as I reminisced about how Jimin laid there, holding me in his arms last night, ensuring I slept soundly. He remembered that I had training the next morning. Jimin had stayed until I was in a deep slumber, and when I woke up early at 7, he was no longer there by my side. He must have left quietly to avoid startling me upon waking in a man's embrace "it would've gotten really awkward if I woke up in his arms, glad he left he's a sensible man" i murmur to myself as i sway a hand on the place he was laying at last night.
I couldn't help but smile and blush intensely as I recalled Jimin's smile, his eyes, his warmth - everything about him. I giggled and hid my face in the depths of my sheets, overwhelmed by the memories.
2 hours later-
just as I was about to head out for my day's training, the doorbell rang. I answered it to find an unmarked parcel waiting for me. Intrigued, I brought it inside, grabbed my kitchen scissors, and sliced it open. My heart skipped a beat when I found bottles of perfumes inside, and not just any perfumes but the same vanilla and lavender scents that Taehyung used. I drop the box out of my hands on the table and just stood there in shock, staring at the carton box.
A note lay inside the box, which read, "I know you love these scents; they soothe your soul, bring a smile to your face, and make you the happiest. So here's some happiness packed in a box for you, my love..."
There was no name on the note, just those heartfelt words. As I continued to gaze at the scents in disbelief, my phone began to ring, startling me. I found my phone on the side of the box beside my purse as I picked it up. It was Jimin calling. I answered with an almost inaudible "hello."
Jimin's voice came through the line with enthusiasm, and he talked and talked until one specific word pulled me out of my trance. He asked about the gift and whether I liked it. After being so quiet since my initial greeting, I finally spoke up, emerging from my reverie, "You sent these perfumes, the fragrances, they're from you?"
Jimin replied, "Yes, it's from me. I thought that after last night's incident, these fragrances would refresh you and make you feel better. I know many other girls love these scents too!"
I, still slightly dazed, replied, "Oh, they were from you, right? Haha, thank you, Jimin. It was lovely receiving them. Anyway, I need to get to work, so we'll talk later. Bye." I hung up, then stared at the box again, my thoughts swirling. Nevertheless, I pushed my uncertainties aside and headed out of the house to face the day.
At work-
"These scents can't possibly be from Jimin. He knows the profound effect they have on me. How could he be so thoughtless and send something so irresponsibly?"
"Hey, Y/N, what are you saying?" Ari whispered in my ear. "You're practically murmuring. Speak a bit louder if you want me to hear you. These masks and gloves make it hard to catch your words." I gave her a cheeky smile and shook my head, gesturing that it was nothing and urging her to focus on our work.
After work-
After a grueling day at work, I trudged back to my place, my body aching from the demanding training we had undergone. Attempting to simulate a surgery, particularly the delivery of a fake baby, was no simple task. As I pulled out my phone and glimpsed at the wallpaper, a surge of strength coursed through me. It featured a cherished photo of me with my parents and my uncle Junghun.
Opening my chat app, I was greeted by a text from Hoseok: "Hey there, Y/N, my baby bear. Well, well, you've had a parcel at your place since this morning. When I arrived tonight, I brought it in. Make sure to collect it from me!" Hoseok's message caught me by surprise. Another parcel? After the mysterious one from this morning, I couldn't help but wonder who the sender might be this time.
I boarded the metro and settled into my seat in relative silence, my only companions being the music in my ears. This brief solitude allowed my mind to momentarily escape the whirlwind of recent events, providing me with a welcome sense of peace.
Back at y/n's apartment -
Having freshened up after a long and tiring day, my body finally embraced the comfort of my apartment. Donning my cozy night attire, I ventured out to greet Hobi and retrieve the parcel he had kindly kept for me.
Upon ringing his doorbell, Hoseok answered, and there he stood, and I was not at all surprised, to see him with nothing but joggers on his lower half. My eyes travelling from his lower body portions to the top, and my gaze couldn't help but drop down to his sculpted upper body and those astonishing hard abs. I found myself lost in admiration, utterly oblivious to my brazen stare. He stood there, observing my unwavering gaze until I came out of my riverie and coughed, trying to dissipate the awkwardness that had enveloped us. To avoid his gaze, I glanced around, and at that moment, I heard a sniffle followed by fits of laughter.
Turning around, I found Hoseok laughing uncontrollably, his laughter so infectious that I couldn't help but join in, laughing along with him. His sudden laughter cessation caught me by surprise. I continued to laugh at the absurdity of the situation I'd created. However, my laughter was abruptly cut short as I opened my eyes to find him standing just inches away from me. I hiccuped in response to the unexpected closeness, my gaze directed downward.
Hoseok, on the other hand, had different intentions. He gently lifted my chin with his two fingers, urging me to meet his gaze. Closing the distance between us, he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "You don't need to stare at it, Y/N, when you can practically touch and feel it." Shocked by his audacious remark, my eyes widened, and I swiftly covered my lips, suppressing the scream that had threatened to escape my throat.
He leaned back slightly, and his peculiar gaze was fixed on me, a smirk playing on his lips. Flustered, I glanced around before clearing my throat, "Ahem, ahem. I think I should get going. It's getting quite late, and I could use some rest." With that, I hastily retreated into my own apartment, locking the door behind me. Turning my back to the door, I placed a trembling hand on my racing heart, feeling as though it was in the midst of a marathon.
I snapped back to reality and remembered that I had forgotten to collect the parcel, but fatigue overcame me. Deciding that it could wait until tomorrow, I was about to retreat to my room when the doorbell rang.
Opening the door, I found Hoseok once more, his demeanor completely transformed. This time, he sported a t-shirt and a sweet, innocent smile gracing his lips.
"Baby bear, you forgot the sole reason you came to my place. Here you go," he said, handing me the parcel. I accepted it, and as I glanced back at him, he offered a look filled with that same innocence.
"I hope you sleep well, Y/N. I look forward to seeing you in a better mood tomorrow and not with those flushed cheeks, although," he inched closer, placing a hand on the side of my door and leaning in, "you look absolutely lovely with those rosy pink cheeks. If I get to see them every day, especially if it's because of me, let's meet every day now!" With a wink and his signature playful sigh, he exited my place.
I stood there, mouth slightly agape, still coming to terms with this new side of Hoseok. I couldn't help but chuckle, realizing that he had sensed my low spirits and had concocted this playful scheme to lift my mood. He knew me better than anyone else.
Shaking my head, I closed my door and returned to my room. Placing the parcel in a corner of my wardrobe, I lacked the energy and motivation to delve into it today and decided to look into it some other day. I jumped and snuggled into my bed, the duvet and pillow emitting the comforting scent of Jimin's cologne from last night. A smile crept onto my lips, and suddenly, Hoseok's peculiar behavior came to mind, causing my cheeks to flush. I hid my face in my hands, giggling to myself, and closed my eyes, allowing the fatigue to take over.
Meanwhile at the kim stone mansion -
V's POV-
With a glass of wine in hand, I swirled it around, my eyes fixed on my laptop screen. An amused expression played on my face as I leaned closer to take in the sight of Y/N's slumbering form. A smirk crept onto my lips, and I lifted the glass to take a sip of the wine.
However, my mood took a drastic turn as I shattered the glass by hurling it against the wall. I practically inch closer to the laptop screen and the force of my grip tightened as I growled in frustration.
"You... can you really find such happiness in the presence of other men, Y/N?" I seethed, my eyes never leaving her sleeping figure. "You could never bring yourself to love me or even try, and now you're blushing and giggling at the thought of other men. Oh, how quickly the night changes. But I'm not about to slack off in claiming what's rightfully mine, Y/N. These men, I'm almost grateful they can bring a smile to your lips, but I believe that's the extent of their influence. They've never had you the way I did, and they never will. You'll have to wait, my dear. I'll show you the depths of what hell truly looks like. These men will soon discover the darker side of me, believe me. Until then, feel free to continue doing as you please. I know how to get everything my way. You are under my watchful eye, Y/N, because precious things demand special attention." I declared with a self-satisfied smile on my lips.
This time, I leaned back into my comfortable bed, my gaze fixed on Y/N's peaceful sleeping form. Closing my eyes, I contemplated the plans I had in store for the days ahead.
The next morning-
Y/n pov-
I awoke to the persistent ringing of my doorbell, attempting to drown out the disturbance by burying myself beneath the weight of my pillows, pressing them against my ears to preserve my precious sleep. However, the incessant ringing refused to be ignored, and with an irritated groan, I reluctantly pushed myself out of bed. I donned my robe and sleepers, shuffling toward the door, my eyelids heavy with the remnants of slumber.
As I opened the door, I was immediately enveloped in a tight hug. It was a peculiar sensation, as the hug barely reached my shoulders rather just my upper thigh. Confused, I looked down to see a petite figure embracing me with boundless energy. It was Nari, and she beamed up at me, her enthusiasm seemingly boundless for such an early hour.
"Hi, Miss Y/N. How are you? Nari is doing well. Did you miss Nari? Because Nari missed you sooooooo much!" She exclaimed, punctuating her words with a pout, evoking a smile from my lips.
I peered beyond her to scan the hallway, half-expecting to see Jimin nearby. Addressing Nari, I inquired, "Did Jimin drop you off here, Nari? Where is he?" She looked up at me and shook her head, her tiny face expressing disapproval.
Jimin uncle left. He gave me this basket with snacks that you and I love the most and said to have a great time with you today, just you and me. He also mentioned that for dinner, we're going to my favorite restaurant. We have a reservation there, so until then, let's enjoy, Miss Y/N! Yayyy, Nari is so happy to be with you after so long!" Nari's excitement was palpable, and I couldn't help but chuckle at her infectious enthusiasm. I missed having kids around, and her presence was heartwarming. I picked her up in my arms, the basket of snacks in my other hand, matching her enthusiasm with my own.
"Of course, my dear little Nari. But you know, there's someone else here who will enjoy your company just as much. Would you like me to call them? They can play with you!" I asked.
Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she nodded vigorously. Once inside my spacious penthouse, I set her down on the floor, allowing her to explore freely. I retrieved my phone from the bedroom, dialing the number of the only person I knew who would relish Nari's company as much as I did.
Dialing...
"Hello, Y/N? Why so early in the morning? Is everything okay? Do you need me to come over?" He spoke with a hint of drowsiness in his voice. I couldn't help but giggle at his adorable morning grogginess as I replied, "No, Mr. Jung, there's no emergency. I need your assistance for an important and fun task. If you don't mind, could you come over and spare some of your precious time? I'm waiting." With that, I ended the call and proceeded to freshen up in the washroom while instructing Nari to stay in a safe area.
Author's pov-
Read the next chapter as it's an important note towards this story!!