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"I. WILL. NOT!", i shouted.

"You will, wild cat.", The annoying jerk infront of me barked.

"I said no! IM NOT GONNA EAT THAT THING!", I shouted as i hopped on to the huge desk in my hospital room and stood there. This stupid bitch is forcing me to eat that shitty pill which i have been eating for three days straight. It is the bitterest thing i have ever eaten in my entire life.

"Get down here kitten. You are eating this and thats final.", he ordered as a frown took over him. He fucking ordered. The audacity!

"Cant you see! Im all well now!! Why would i need to eat that thing anymore!?", I looked down at him. Both my hands on my hips.

"You need to Because your injury haven't fully healed and you are jumping around like fucking cat that you are.", he gritted out, tired with my everyday drama. But no matter what, im not gonna give in today.

"Im not eating that thing and thats, Final-", I choked on my words as his arm snaked around my throat holding me in place, my back pushed to his front.

I didnt even see him getting up here.

"LEAVE ME YOU FUCKER!", I choked out as he opened my mouth forcefully with his hand, putting that pill on my tongue as he poured a glass full of water into my mouth and jumped down, leaving me to choke on the water. I gulped down the pill, tears filling my eyes as the bitterness spread throughout my tongue while I choke on the water.

It was all too quick. He did all that in a short heartbeat.

I coughed as i controlled my tentancy to vomit it all down his head.

I glared at the back of his head as he put back the glass near the hospital bed.
He was not the only one who i was glaring at, i was also glaring at my two 'dear' pets who were enjoying their food without giving a mind to what he did to me.

Fucking traitors.

My attention turned to the door as i heard the sound of the door unlocking.

Mr kim and my 'ᵐᵒᵗʰᵉʳ' entered with a basket full of fruits in her hand.

Ok.. From now on, i hate fruits.

I grunted and i was just about to jumb down from the desk when his word repeated in my mind.

You need to cuz your injury isnt fully healed and you are jumbing around like fucking cat-that you are.

That bitch, i thought.

I slowly descended, making my way to the bed and lie down.

"Hey, yn", Mr kim greeted, and to be honest. I really like him. He is a nice guy. In these three days i have been lying here, he was the only one who kept me entertained.

That jerk only came when i refused to eat food or pills, and about the kim siblings, they are.... Okay i guess. They dont give me a cold shoulder anymore. Unnies are busy with the mission i'd sent them on. And about my mother.... She's as hateful as ever.

"Hi Mr kim", i smiled. I never smile that much but its not rare for me to smile, yet Mr kim's eyes widened with joy and i could also feel the intense stare from the deepest eyes i'd ever seen.

"Yn-ah, look, I brought fruits for you", My mother interrupted as she reached out to my hands which i moved away from her.

"I dont eat fruits", i said. I saw her face turning into a sad one but.. Who cares!

"Ok...", she sighed and stepped back. Me and Mr kim talked for a lwhile and i really like him. He acts like the father i never had, i never knew what paternal love was. But i think, im getting to know it now.

I smiled warmly at him as he stood up,  giving a peck to my forehead, sending an unfamiliar warmth to my heart.

"We are leaving now. We will come to see you again", he smiled and to be honest, i just remembered my mother was here too when he said 'we'.

Both of them left for work and i was now alone with an annoying jerk.

I dont even know why he is so concerned about me eating my food or not. Like seriously, who does he think he is?

"Thinking about me kitten?", and there comes his unbelievably deep voice which sent heat to my core. I cant believe his voice is affecting me so much.

And from the smug look on his face, im sure he realised it too. Sometimes I feel like punching the life out of him, and disfigure his figure to an extent that he would never dare to look at me with that smirk of his.

"What are you still doing here? Get lost.'', i spat out.

"Nah-uh, you dont get to order me, love", Fuck. Why does he have to call me those names!?

"So..", he sat comfortably beside me —which ofcourse made me stiff—as he continued,"You dont have a good relation with you mom?", it was more like a statement than a question.

"None of your buisness, Mr jerk.", I said with a scoff.

"Stop calling me that.",he said, an irritated groan leaving his mouth as he lean on his chair.

"Well,I can stop calling you that. But..." I smirked. "I cant assure you that i wont call you anything else.", I smiled playfully.

"Like...?", he asks, his eyes narrowing.

"Like... Mr. Monkey.", he scoffs.

"I would prefer you calling me daddy instead.", he making me froze. My mouth agape.

"You!-", the sound of the door unlocking again got my attention as i cut my sentance.

I frowned as i watched unnies entering the room. There's no way they'd finish the mission this soon. Something's wrong.

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Yo!!
Short ik.

And btw, i was thinking of making a instagram group where we can casually chat and make bond with eachother.

Anyone interested? If yes, then comment down your id😊

Love ya>333