BTS Imagines

IRL Based AU x Traveling x Yandere: RM x Y/N/Meena Kim x ? II

A/N: Like I said that this will be a part two. You will be both Meena and yourself, as I will have Namjoon go through repressed past memories of Meena.

*Trigger Warning: mentions of obscene language, toxic relationships, blood, gore and honor-killings will happen. This will be my most graphic and heartbreaking story that I've written so far. Please if you can't read things like this I suggest you skip this chapter and go on to read my other works for your own good. 

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Your POV:

I can't believe it took me awhile to washup those rascals. "Get going! I better not hear about you bunking school! Looking at you Gnelia! You better stay in class!"

"Okay Ka. I know okay?" She said while rolling her eyes.

"Haahhh," I sighed.

At this rate it will take a miracle to get these kids to go out and for me to catch a break.

Today is Sunday, so I must go to the temple and do good work before getting compensated with food.

How I missed eating mom's cooking? And how I try to cook food- flop- so dad does the cooking while mom she's getting worse each day.

A miracle that will save my family is all I ask for. Really.

I was stepping by outside and taking a whiff of the cool morning breeze, just enjoying the fog clouding the horizon and cooling my skin before the heat will be cranked at maximum. 

I look up towards the sky, how the hues...

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Namjoon's POV:

I open my eyes to see that I'm in the darkness... no light around me for miles...

I kept walking around, panicked, as though I'm trying to reach someone.

Then I hear panting... I look over where I heard the noise, "Meena?" I asked to which she finally smiled for a moment, before someone... intervened... it was her father.  

Who without hesitation, gave her water to drink and knowing what happened to my poor Meena, all I wanted to do was to stop her from drinking that water.

"NOooo!" I screamed and woke up to worrisome flight attendants surrounding my view. 

They probably notice how I'm sweating profusely as I feel a drip going down my temples.

I takes out a clean white hanky from his side coat pocket and dabbed the sweat off, not wanting to ruin the base make-up. 

I feel nervous since I had a nightmare about his past love.

Meena is all I can think about right now...

And I don't know if I want to continue this but either way I'm miserable and I need to have someone to make me happy.

"Sir," someone spoke startling him.

"Ne," he responded looking at the person who is none other than the male flight attendant.

"We have arrived safely to Mumbai."

"Thank you? Um..."

"Choi Youngjae."

"Ah, Youngjae, thank you." I said before awkwardly getting off the plane while the baggage carrier brought forth my luggage. 

"Have a safe trip sir," the female flight attendant said and I just bowed down and got off the plane.