song reccomendation: daddy issues - the neighbourhood

its not fitting fitting but like- the vibes are there

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Jimin's mom throws the door to their house open, relief flooding her face once she sees Jimin, brow furrowing once she sees the tears streaking his face and Jungkook's arm around him.

"Where were you?!". She shouts, and Jimin flinches back, bursting into a fresh stream of tears.

"We're going to need to talk, Mrs. Park.". Jungkook explains, ushering Jimin into the house.

"What did you do?". She asks, voice softening only slightly, and Jungkook swallows back an insult.

"Jimin, baby, do you want to explain or should I?".

Jimin doesn't answer, and Jungkook pulls him onto the couch gently,

"Okay. I'll explain.".

"What are you-".

Jungkook holds a hand up, motioning for her to sit down as well and he's sure that if she weren't currently worried that Jimin is in tears, she would yell at him for being disrespectful.

"Jimin got detention, and-"

"He got what now?!" She practically shrieks, causing Jimin to burst into tears again and Jungkook winces.

"Mrs. Park, please, it wasn't his fault. There's a teacher whom we have for Literature who's been... weirdly obsessed with him from the start. And he gave him detention for nothing just so that he could, well... get him alone. Yeah. And um, there was- Jimin, baby, please don't cry, it's fine-". Jungkook bends down, pulling Jimin into a hug and patting his back lightly.

"It's okay." He says softly and Jimin pulls away quickly, looking down at his lap.

"I'm sorry, mom.". He whispers. "I didn't mean to-".

"Jeon Jungkook, Park Jimin, answer me, now. What the hell did that asshole do to my son?!".

"He locked him in the classroom and tried to force him to have se-".

"Are you telling me a teacher at a school I donated thousands to just tried to fucking rape Jimin?!".

"Basically.". Jungkook whispers, flinching at the look of rage on her face.

"Wait here, I'm making a call." She orders. "And Jungkook, if you leave Jimin alone before I've fired that piece of motherfucking shit, I'll kill you."

"Noted." Jungkook replies in a high-pitched voice, still rubbing soothing circles on Jimin's back. "Let's go upstairs, okay? You're gonna be fine."

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"I just... I just always thought I'd be able to fight if that happened but... I didn't." Jimin whispers. "I was weak, I'm so fucking weak."

Jungkook says nothing, he knows that as much as he tries, Jimin isn't going to listen. So, he just strokes his hair gently, pressing a kiss to his head.

"Jimin, baby, please don't beat yourself up about this."

"Why am I so weak, Jungkookie? I'm too weak to fight back, too weak to fall in love-"

"Babe." Jungkook tries, hurriedly wiping the tears starting to stream down Jimin's face. "Baby, you're not weak, okay?"

He decides not to linger on wondering what Jimin meant by "too weak to fall in love" and watches as Jimin wipes his tears away hurriedly, smearing some of his eyeliner in the process.

"I'm sorry." He whispers finally, and Jungkook looks up.

"What for?"

"I don't fucking know, now I'm making a huge deal out of nothing and-"

"Hey, don't downplay all of this. Of course it could have been worse, but it shouldn't have happened in first place. Don't, like- Ugh, sorry, I'm shit at comforting people- but just... don't feel bad. None of this is your fault."

Jimin nods silently, still saying nothing as he lets Jungkook hold him tight and kiss his hair.

"Thank you." He whispers at last.

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"Thank you." Jimin's mom says softly as she sees Jungkook out, and he looks up, surprised.

"It's no problem, really." Jungkook responds with a small smile.

"I mean it, Jungkook. I don't know what would have happened if it weren't for you. So, thank you.", She smiles sadly, and Jungkook looks back, still surprised. "I feel like we never gave you a chance, but you're a good kid, you know that? Even if you and Jimin are a little... touchy.".

Jungkook bites back a laugh and smiles back.

"Thank you. Please make sure he's okay, and don't pressure him into saying anything just yet."

"Yeah. We will. Thank you.".

With another gentle smile, she closes the door, and Jungkook looks surprised. That's the nicest thing he's ever heard from her.

Maybe, just maybe, she's starting to like him.

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Dinner is extremely awkward.

Jimin's mother doesn't want to tell anyone yet, especially not before Jimin's ready, so for the first time in his eighteen years of existence, Jimin is allowed to eat in his bedroom, while his mother covers for him and just prays that his father doesn't ask too many questions.

"Is Jimin okay?" Jihyun asks, looking like he's also been crying, as he anxiously pushes his food around the plate.

"He just needs some time alone for now, and he'll talk with us later." his mother replies.

"Oh."

Their father, who's been quiet this entire time, snorts. "Did that Jungkook boy finally break up with him?"

"Dear, please shut the fuck up, eat your food and don't speak about your own son like that." his wife responds, flashing him a cold smile.

Jihyun looks between the two of them, both shocked, confused and pleased.

"Jihyun, can I talk to you and Jimin when we're done with this?" she asks.

He pauses, briefly wondering whether he did anything that could get him in trouble, but shoots her a stunned nod. "Sure."

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And that's how Jihyun and Jimin find themselves sitting in their parents' bedroom, awkwardly perched on top of the edge of the bed, watching as their mother paces back and forth, gathering her thoughts.

"Uh, Mom-" Jihyun starts, only to be cut off by her.

"Alright!" she announces, sitting down across from them, fixating them with a far-too-honest look.

"Yes?" Jimin and Jihyun say at the same time.

"I'm sorry."

"Yes." Jihyun says.

"I've been blatantly homophobic to both of you, and instead of apologizing every time i realized it I told myself it didn't matter, and now this shit happens and Jimin was scared to tell me because he thought he'd get in trouble and your father is being an asshole because I let him and- and I didn't support you and Jungkook just because I didn't like the fact he had tattoos, and I'll admit, I fucked up. Somewhere along the line where I wanted you both to be the perfect sons, I- I don't know, it got to my head and I forgot that the two of you are still just kids. I'm sorry."

Jimin and Jihyun both look stunned, until Jihyun coughs.

"Wow. That was- really nice, mom."

"Thanks, it should have been." She mutters.

"Does this mean I get to have a boyfriend?" Jihyun asks, and she groans.

"Yes. Well, only if you're careful and don't just date anyone and let yourself be manipu-"

"Mom, I write fanfiction. I know not to get manipulated by some asshole."

"Language." She reprimands him, and Jihyun laughs.

"Sorry."

Finally, Jimin lifts his head and nods as well, eyes shining with tears.

"Sorry- I didn't know what to say- still don't- but... thank you, mom. That was really nice to hear. And I'm sorry I'm always trying to piss you off."

"It's fine." She smiles, and Jimin nods softly.

"Did you talk to dad yet?" 

There's a long silence, until she shakes her head with a sigh.

"I will. Just... if he doesn't take it well, you have me and Jihyun, okay? And, um, Jungkook."

"I know." Jimin says quietly, and for the first time that night, he smiles through his tears.

a/n OKAY SO THIS IS CHARLOTTE-

we're both busy asf right now sO we'll definitely be updating less (sorry about that :,,) we'll rlly try to get our shit together) bAsIcALLy IGCSE is torture and our viet mom will not hesitate to murder us if we don't get good grades

I'LL WRITE IN BREAK AND IN THE BUS THO-

also ya girl scored top of her class in their math quiz (FULL FUCKING POINTS Y'ALL) im like one of my history and business teachers favorites, my german and english teachers love me, my somewhat evil french and GEWI teacher thinks im funny AND this bitch still manages to be popular

yes yes ik im an overachiever bUt LiKe-

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