I WANT TO APOLOGIZE FOR EVERYTHING IM ABOUT TO PUT JIMIN THROUGH IM SORRY I DONT KNOW WHY I DECIDED I WANTED THINGS TO GO THIS WAY BUT ITS TOO LATE NOW
WARNING! THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES: -language -drinking -physical abuse -slight homophobia -a soft vmin moment bc they're adorable shut up -jealous yoonmin
part 31: consequences
It was New Years Eve and we were going to Taehyung and Jungkook's again to celebrate.
Taehyung had apologized about Christmas about 50 times already and when we get to his house it's no different.
He answers the door with a small smile. "Hey guys, come on in!"
Yoongi walks on in but Tae stops me with a hand on my shoulder. "Jiminie hyung...look I am so s-"
I cut him off with a hug. "Taehyung. I told you it's okay. I promise." He wraps his arms back around me and lets out a relieved sigh, melting into the hug.
"Okay okay." He squeezes me tightly before we pull away. "Come on in. We're just waiting on Hoseok hyung now."
I go to the living room and wave at Namjoon and Jin before sitting down next to Yoongi on the couch.
He takes my hand as I nod. "All good."
"Good." He kisses my hand softly and I smile, laying my head on his shoulder.
Tae walks in the room with a small box and hands it to me.
I sit up a little. "What's this?"
"Your new and improved Christmas present."
"Tae you didn't have to-" He waves his hands, motioning for me to open it and I sigh, rolling my eyes.
I open the box to see a pair of earrings. "I got us matching ones." I look up at him to see him motioning at his own ears and I smile.
"They're beautiful. Thank you TaeTae." I stand up to pull him into another hug. "Help me put them in?" He nods, grinning, and goes to help me put them in my ears.
The doorbell rings as Taehyung finishes the first earring and yells, "Kookie, can you get that baby?"
Jungkook comes scampering out of the kitchen and goes to get the front door.
Taehyung puts in the 2nd earring and smiles widely. "Yay!" He gives me another bone-crushing hug before going to follow Jungkook to the front door.
I roll my eyes slightly and fall back on the couch next to Yoongi, smiling.
"I want to be jealous but I honestly can't. You two are adorable." Yoongi says and I giggle.
Just then Hoseok walks in, holding up 2 bottles of champagne with Taehyung and Jungkook right behind him. "Let's get this party started bitches!"
We bring the snacks from the kitchen and sit on the floor, putting the New Year's program on in the background while we talk.
Hoseok finishes talking about some school project which made me remember that I have one too.
"Oh! That reminds me! Namjoon hyung, I have to do some song production for a project soon and I was wondering if you would help me?"
"Yeah of course! Just text me later and we'll figure something out."
"Cool. Thanks hyung!"
I feel Yoongi move his hand from my thigh where it had been resting. I look at him to see a pout on his lips.
The others start talking about some random nonsense again so I nudge him with my elbow lightly. "You okay?"
He glances at me for a second before moving his gaze down to his lap, nodding.
He rolls his eyes. "I'm fine Jimin."
I blink in surprise. "Hyung..?"
He ignores me and sips from his drink, pretending to pay attention to the conversation, but I know better.
I look down at my own drink. what did i do wrong now? I pick up the glass and down the remainder of the liquid, immediately reaching to refill it.
I continue this cycle for about 30 minutes. Quickly drinking my champagne, refilling the glass, and quickly drinking it again.
It's about 10 minutes to midnight and I can tell that I'm pretty tipsy.
I lay myself across Yoongi's lap, wanting attention from him as he had been ignoring me for the past 30 minutes. "Hyungggg."
He sighs and looks at me. "What do you want Jimin?"
"You." I try to wrap my arms around him but he grabs them, stopping me, and pushes me off his lap. "Not now."
I pout and cross my arms in front of my chest. "Are you mad at me?"
"What was your first clue?" He rolls his eyes and I pout even more.
"Why are you mad? What did I do?"
"I don't wanna talk about this right now."
"Because you're drunk."
"Only a little bit." I giggle and he rolls his eyes again. "Come on hyung, talk to Jiminie."
I lean my forehead on his but he backs away. "No."
"Dammit Jimin! I said no!"
Everyone turns to look at us as Yoongi yells. I feel all of their eyes on me and I feel tears spring to my eyes. I quickly stand up. "I'm going for a w-walk." I mumble, stumbling out the door and slamming it shut behind me.
I make it to my secret spot in the park and collapse on the bench before the tears start. I keep trying to stop them but I think the champagne just flooded straight to my eyes.
I start to sober up slightly and put my head in my hands. what have i done wrong now? I hear a laugh and snap my head up looking for the cause of the sound.
"Still a crybaby, huh?"
I turn towards the voice and suppress a gasp. Standing between 2 trees is...my father. why does the world seem to hate me?
"I guess some things never change."
"W-what are you doing here?" I cringe slightly at my stutter but he just smirks. "How did you find me?"
"Now now. I just wanted to have a chat with my son. Is that too much to ask for?" He takes a step towards me and I shiver.
"So...you still have that boyfriend of yours?"
He takes another step and a wave of uneasiness rolls over me. "Y-yes."
Step. "You know it's funny." Step. "Because I thought I told you that I will not have MY son." Step. "Be gay.
He stops about 10 feet away from me and I feel like running, but I can't move, my muscles frozen in fear.
"What do you want from me?" I whisper.
"Well you seem your actions have consequences." He grins evilly. "And I'm the consequences."
I unfreeze and try to make a run for it, but I'm not fast enough.
He catches me and traps me against his chest, one of his arms pressed against my throat.
I claw at his arm, struggling to breath.
He leans down to my ear and I can smell the alcohol on his breath.
"Happy new year, son."
He throws me to the ground and I scream.
After Jimin leaves, I sigh and put my head in my hands, rubbing my eyes.
I was going to just let him go, but then I remember that he's drunk.
I don't want him getting hurt, so I sigh once more before standing up. "I'll go get him."
Namjoon looks at me in slight concern. "Do you want us to come with you?"
"No it's okay. Just...I'll talk to him."
I walk out of the apartment complex and look around, but there's no sign of him. I have an idea of where he's going though so I start my trek to the park.
When I get there, I have to look around slightly as I forgot exactly where his secret spot was.
I'm walking around, looking for it, when I suddenly hear a scream come from somewhere just ahead of me. I run towards it and find Jimin's little clearing.
Up ahead, there was someone attacking a figure on the ground. They kick the figure in the side and it lets out a cry.
"HEY!" I yell, making the person look up.
I start walking towards them and they kick the person on the ground once more, causing them to yelp in pain, before running off in the opposite direction.
My fast walk turns into a straight up sprint as I notice the unmistakable orange hair of the person on the ground.
"Jimin!" I kneel next to him on the ground where he's clutching his arm, groaning, with tears streaming down his face. "Oh my god! Minnie hold on! Hang on baby!"
I quickly pull out my phone and call 911 for an ambulance. I pull Jimin onto my lap with tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Oh god. I'm so sorry Jimin. This is all my fault! All my fault!"
What's taking that ambulance so damn long! I can feel myself start to have a panic attack. My breathing starts to get faster and I start shaking.
Jimin looks up at me and immediately raises a hand to cup my cheek. "Shh. Hyung it's okay. It's okay."
His voice comes out in a croak, causing me to cry even more. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
"Yoongi." He grabs my hand. "It'll be okay."
I suddenly hear ambulance sirens getting closer and I let out a small sigh of relief, gripping his hand tightly.
"See? It's gonna be okay."
He winces when he talks and I lean down to kiss him on the forehead. I close my eyes and a few more tears slide down my cheeks. "Who did this to you?" I whisper.
He shakes his head, closing his eyes as I rest my forehead on his. "It doesn't matter," he says softly.
"Jimin..." Just then I hear a shout and 2 people rush towards us with a stretcher between them.
One of them looks at me. "The ambulance won't fit back here. Can you place him on here, sir?"
I pick Jimin up bridal style and he cries out in pain, clutching his stomach. "Oh god," he mumbles before his eyes roll up in the back of his head, his body going limp.
"Jimin?! Jimin!" I quickly place him on the stretcher and run to the ambulance, trailing behind the hospital workers.
I climb in after they get Jimin in and sit next to him, holding his hand and crying softly as they hook him up to the breathing machine.
I text Namjoon and briefly tell him what happened and to meet us at the hospital.
I feel Jimin's hand squeeze mine and I snap my head up to see his eyes half-open.
"Hyung..." He squeezes my hand again. "I love you."
Another tear trails down my face. "I love you too Minnie." I kiss his hand and he sighs contently, closing his eyes.
I feel the ambulance come to a stop and they rush to get Jimin out.
When we get inside, a nurse gently, pushes me towards the waiting room and I sink to my knees in front of a chair.
this is all my fault...