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Jimin feels his eyes sting as he helplessly tries to open them up. He can hear some muffled talking, but also music and louder scream-like sounds. Is he still at the party?

He blinks, shaking his head to try and get this blurry filter before his eyes away. The ground underneath him is cold, his hands are aimlessly trying to push him up in a sitting position.

"...min..."

What was that? That voice sounds oddly familiar but... wasn't he here with Hoseok and Yoongi? Why... why is-

"Jimin!? Wake up, are you okay?" the said male feels his body get shaken as he still tries to focus his eyes.

"Y-Yeah, what happened?" he asks. He finally gets his eyes to work and looks up at Hoseok, the elder is holding around his waist to keep him steady.

"You had a blackout," he says. A blackout? Like completely out? That explains the arching headache.

Jimin places a hand against his forehead and whines in pain.

"Really? Shit... are we still here, I thought I heard-"

"Why did you lie to me?" Hoseok cuts him off. Jimin feels his heart jump in his chest at the words, he looks at his friend in complete shock. "If I knew I wouldn't have fucking called them!"

Of course... that's why he thought he heard Taehyung's voice. He looks up at tries to find the brunette around him. And there he is indeed, freaking yelling Yoongi right into the face.

"You listen to me! Stay the fuck away from my son or I will-"

Goddammit. Jimin lets out a grunt of frustration before standing up and running to Yoongi's rescue. He runs over at holds around Taehyung's arm, even though the elder harshly tries to fight the weight off.

"Dad stop! He didn't do anything!"

Taehyung's motion immediately changes as he hears who it is. He turns with big eyes and open mouth, looking at his child for a second before pulling him into a bone-crushing hug.

"Omg Jimin! I thought you wouldn't wake up!" he almost cries, burying his face deep in the younger's neck. An immediate kick of guilt and regret rushes through Jimin's body uninvited and he almost loses his balance.

"I-I'm okay dad," he whispers. Taehyung leans back and cups the smaller's face in his hands.

"What the hell were you thinking? This is dangerous!" he says. Jimin feels the whole thing about lying, acting and escaping dump down over him, adding even more guilt to his heart. He's so stupid! How could he be such a fool?

Jungkook's going to kill him.

"I-I'm sorry," Jimin doesn't know what else to say.

Taehyung nods and it's clear he's trying to hold back his anger.

"Come on, we're going home right away," he says and grabs the younger's wrist. Before he starts pulling, he turns to Yoongi with a pointed finger.

"If I see you near him, you're dead."

He doesn't even wait for an answer before he starts dragging Jimin over the field to get to the exit, ignoring all the drunken people showing him interest and trying to talk to him. Jimin doesn't even bother fighting back, preparing himself for the worst.

They make it to the car and Taehyung opens the door for him forcefully. He waits until Jimin is seated and buckled before smacking the door close and jumping into the driver's seat.

He turns on the engine without a word, hearing it roar to life before setting the gears and speeding away from the huge party. Jimin gulps and looks out the window, he doesn't dare to look at his father right now. An angry Taehyung is a dangerous Taehyung.

"I honestly, in my wildest fantasy, never imagined you would do something this stupid and dangerous!" he begins.

"Dad, I swear it-"

"Not just the fact that you go to a party like this, so far away from home and gets that trashed... you even fucking lied to us, saying that you were sick? Jimin, that's fucking insane!" he adds.

The younger looks down at his lap, biting his dry lip. He knows, and when Taehyung is saying it like that it sounds even worse.

"I-I know..."

"Then why on earth would you take it this far? We were so scared when we found out!"

Jimin curses under his breath. If he had just told Hoseok it would-

"It wouldn't have made a difference if you told him," Taehyung speaks his thoughts, "I went into your room to check on you, but you weren't there. You weren't even answering your phone, so we figured where you were."

Well fuck. Jimin tugs his hair in frustration, mentally scolding himself for being this naïve. He should have realized Taehyung's parent-whatever-radar is always on and working. Of course, he couldn't escape that easily.

"I-Is Jungkook awake?" Jimin encourages himself enough to ask, more like a whisper.

"He is, and you should be glad I got him persuaded to let me pick you up. Jimin, I don't think you have any idea what this means?" Taehyung asks in a hard tone, almost like it's a demand. His hands are tightly holding around the steering wheel, veins popping.

"I even made sure he wouldn't scold you for being home early because you were 'sick' but of course you were just using me too," he spits. Jimin immediately feels bad, looking at his father with big eyes.

They are almost at their house and the younger honestly feels like crying. He really messed up bad time, and he broke the trust Taehyung has always had in him when Jungkook's getting mad.

"Dad, I'm sorry," he whispers.

"Sorry is not going to get you anywhere this time Jimin," Taehyung's voice immediately turns soft and caring. It's like he's not mad anymore just... disappointed.

They finally reach the house and park outside. Taehyung turns off the engine and lets the car tick-over. Silence fills the small space, it's almost possible to hear Jimin's cracking heart.

He lets a hand sneak over at grab Taehyung's, squeezing it tightly as if his life depends on it.

"I'm sorry..."

"I-I don't know how you became like this Jimin." Taehyung whispers, almost on the edge of tears. He doesn't know how his little baby got like this, putting himself in such dangerous situations just to get around his parents.

Jimin doesn't answer. He just bites his already swollen lip again, feeling his stomach turn tight and uncomfortable. Taehyung inhales loudly.

"Go in there and get it over with," he says.

"O-Okay... aren't you coming?" Jimin asks. He knows it's a lot to request, but there's nothing he wants more than Taehyung's support while speaking with his father.

"This one you must deal with on your own," he answers, finally looking into Jimin's eyes. He looks tired and sad, and it's all Jimin's fault. The younger now feels like crying even more.

He gives a final squeeze to Taehyung's hand before stepping out in the cold. He corrects his shirt a little, wondering where his jacket went.

With a hammering heart and glossy eyes, he makes his way inside.

After closing the door behind him, he takes off his shoes and hesitantly walks further into the house.

Jungkook is sitting at the bottom of the stairs, his elbows on his knees, hands folded and his chin resting on top of them. He lets Jimin get far into the room before he stands up. He walks to the living room and points at the couch.

"Sit." He orders.

Jimin doesn't waste a second crossing the floor and placing himself down. His heart is beating so fast and hard he fears it will break his rips at some point.

Jungkook sits down on the sofa table in front of him, staring into his eyes. If looks could kill, Jimin would be lying dead on the floor right now. He gulps as Jungkook's head tilts to left.

"Now I want you to tell me what the fuck is going on inside your head, because I certainly have no idea," he says harshly.

Jimin gulps for the nth time today, not knowing where to starts.

"I-I'm sorry, I don't know..." he stutters.

"Bullshit! You're just too fucking scared to say it because you know it's wrong, and now that you can't act your way around it, you're playing the good kid!"

True. Everything Jungkook just said is true.

"I know! I'm sorry Jungkook," Jimin whimpers.

"Don't say sorry to me, say it to yourself! You're putting yourself in danger!" Jungkook fires back. Jimin feels the tears sting extra much in his eyes, knowing that it won't take much before they run over.

"I-I know I messed up... I'm sorry I let you down..."

"Finally, some sense is coming out of you! I'm going to be honest with you Jimin, I'm not just disappointed I'm absolutely furious! But I don't think you have any idea how this has hit Tae," he starts.

"He came down to me and said your 'sick state' might be because of your friends being out for this stupid party, and that maybe we should let you go for just a few hours... I fucking agreed to it Jimin, but when we went to tell you, you were already gone. Tae was devastated and so worried, I can only say the same about myself," he finishes.

Now the tears run over, trailing down Jimin's pale cheeks. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. This is not how things were supposed to go!

"So I still want to known why you act like everything has to go after your head when that's clearly not how the world works!" Jungkook yells. Jimin flinches at his harsh tone, still not knowing what to say. Something deep inside him starts blazing up.

"Tell me why you did it," Jungkook presses on.

Jimin fiddles with his hands, feeling his stomach take an unexpected turn that stops his tears from flowing out because of sadness but something else.

"Tell me!"

"Because you wouldn't let me go..." he starts in a whisper. His eyes are still glued to his hands in his lap. Jungkook tilts his head to the other side, waiting for the smaller to continue.

"Because you keep me locked in here and treat me like a child," Jimin's voice grows in strength. "Even more because you're so freaking square and make so many shitty rules!"

Jimin stands up abruptly and earns a look from Jungkook that tells him he should definitely shut up. But many years of frustration is stuck in Jimin's throat and there's only one way out.

"Because you're not even my real dad!" he yells with all his might, glaring at the elder.

He starts panting from the work, waiting for Jungkook's next move.

The elder also stands up, painfully slow. He gets extremely close to Jimin's face, pointing a finger daringly at his son's chest.

"The first thing is debatable-" he begins with a surprisingly low and controlled voice, "-the second thing can I live with-" he takes a breath, "-the third thing can I only shake my head at... but the last thing you say-" he presses his pointer into Jimin's chest, his eyes almost popping out of his head from being so stern.

"The last thing I want an apology for immediately!" he almost yells the last part, so much anger in his voice that it shakes.

Jimin takes a step forward and makes his chest big.

"Fuck you," he spits.

It takes about thirty seconds for both Jimin and Jungkook to realize that Jungkook smacked the side of Jimin's face brutally.

The younger's head is thrown to the side, the loud sound echoing in the room. Jimin feels his eyes grow wide from shock and he looks at up at his father who for the first time in years has regret in his eyes.

Jimin's left hand touches the pounding skin, feeling it burn. It's probably already turning red.

"I hate you," he whispers. Jungkook's eyes flash with hurt and guilt.

"I hate you!" this time Jimin screams it. He turns and sprints up the stairs, not giving his father a chance to talk. He runs to his room and rips the door open before smacking it close so hard he thought it would almost break from the impact.

He grits his teeth and wipes the tears from his cheeks before throwing himself on the bed, sobbing into the sheets. 

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Sorry if there are any mistakes... I'm still a little sick...

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