I'm not ready for this.

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"Sure? Is everything alright?" Jungkook sits down on the chair next to Jimin. The younger sighs. What should he say?

"Yeah, mostly... it's just... I don't know how to express it," he begins, fiddling a little with his hands. The words both from Taehyung and Jungkook are still on his mind, making his stomach hurt with doubt and regret. Is Yoongi really like Jungkook has told him? Is he himself as Taehyung expressed it?

"Whatever is troubling you Jimin, you can always tell me. You know that right?" Jungkook leans a little closer, feeling his eyebrows furrow in confusion and slightly fright. He doesn't like it when Jimin gets serious like this, it has been a while since it has been because of sadness and not anger.

The blonde nods hesitantly. He has always been somewhat closer with Taehyung, taking these kind of talks with him instead of Jungkook. But now he realizes he shouldn't have cut Jungkook off the way he has. Jungkook always asks about his day or how he's holding up. Normally Jimin will quickly answer to avoid conversation with Jungkook, never really asking how Jungkook is feeling.

Wow, this is getting deeper than he expected.

"It's just... I kind of, want to apologize?" He almost asks himself. "I have been acting so rude and selfish lately, never really realizing what you were doing for me... I'm sorry."

Jungkook's eyes widen at the words. He did not expect to get an apology from his son, definitely not 'this early' when Jimin's probably still mad at him because of the whole phone incident.

After sitting for a while, just staring at his son like he's an alien or something, Jungkook finally breaks into a smile.

"It's okay Jimin. I haven't been much better myself to be honest... I should apologize too," he says, ruffling Jimin's already messy hair.

Jimin sighs out in relief, almost crying. He leans in against Jungkook's chest, feeling the warmth against his skin and the homely scent filling his nostrils. It's so comforting and he hasn't felt that since Jungkook slapped him back in the day.

It really seems like that was a long time ago, even though it's not.

Jungkook slightly pulls away, making Jimin look up at him.

"But you must understand, I have only been doing this because you mean the world to me and I want you to be safe," he adds. Jimin gives him a small smile.

"Thank you but... is everything you said about Yoongi really true? About him being older a-and lying about his family?" he asks timidly. If that's true then... what's he going to do?

Jungkook gets a look in his eyes Jimin can't really read, still feeling the elder's hand in his hair.

"I'm sorry Jimin, but it's information from the school. It must be correct," he answers. Jimin knows Jungkook would say something like that, but it still makes something sting deeply in his chest.

Is Yoongi 24? He does look mature, but 24!? And his family is living here? That's just a weird thing to lie about, he must be on bad terms with them. And about the drug thing? Well, he does take anti-depression so maybe he-

Jimin shakes his head violently, mentally scolding himself. He's just trying to defend Yoongi again. It's like his brain has created some sort of filter that just wants Yoongi to be innocent, even though there's a whole lot telling him that that isn't the case.

"You know what? I need to tell him off kindly, he's probably scared because he hasn't heard from me in days," Jimin says. Wait. Why hasn't Yoongi tried going to his school?

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea. But you really haven't talked with him since?" Jungkook questions with an eyebrow raised. He didn't even doubt the fact that Jimin would find a way to contact the other, guess he was wrong.

"I don't remember his number, so my only contact with him is through my phone..." Jimin says, an innocent smile playing on his lips.

"Oh, right... I'll go get it, wait in the living room," Jungkook instructs before standing up and heading outside the kitchen.

Jimin takes a deep breath before following, turning towards the living room instead. They have their landline there, he might as well use that one.

Jungkook comes back down after a few minutes, having Jimin's red smartphone in his hand. He hands it over to him.

"You want me to go?" the elder asks with a typical awkward dad-face. Jimin shakes his head and sits down on the floor. The landline is on the small counter holding the tv.

"I want you to hear him too," Jimin says. He grabs the rather old phone that for some reason, still has a loudspeaker on it. Jimin clicks in the number and feels Jungkook leave shortly before coming back with a cup of coffee, needing something to calm him down. Coffee probably has the opposite effect though.

Jimin starts typing in the number, feeling his heart beating rapidly in his chest when it starts dialing. They wait for a little before the other part finally picks up.

"Hello?" Yoongi's rather calm and soothing voice says. Jimin gulps and leans a little closer.

"H-Hey Yoongi..." Jimin says.

"Jimin? Holy shit, I thought something happened to you, how could you leave me on read like that!" the elder says with a concerning tone, Jimin feels his heart flutter at that. He gets short eye contact with Jungkook, knowing that he needs to get this over with.

"I'm sorry for not contacting you, Jungkook took my phone," Jimin says, hearing Yoongi sigh a little at that.

"It's okay, I just got scared..." Yoongi says, "but did you get your phone back then?"

Jimin bites his lip.

"No, I'm actually calling because of something else... something about you," he almost whispers. A short pause makes him wonder if Yoongi left.

"What about me?" he asks. How to approach this... Jimin shifts a little on the floor, gulping.

"M-My dad told me something... something he heard from the school about you. It says that you are 24? And it says that your family is still in the city, even though you told me otherwise. I tried calling your work - or at least, where I thought you worked, turns out you never worked there... if you really lied to me Yoongi, I just want to say that I won't be contacting you anymore... we can't be together," he speaks out, short and straightforward.

He takes a deep breath as the line goes silent, feeling some sort of weight lift from his shoulders. He needs to end this now or Yoongi will just have him wrapped around his little finger in a matter of minutes.

Suddenly, a breathy laugh interrupts the silence, making Jimin frown at the phone.

"You were a bitch anyway."

Jimin almost feels like the phone burned him and his hand retracts itself like lightning. Jungkook almost drops the cup of coffee, feeling his fingers crush the fragile crockery.

"E-Excuse me?" Jimin stutters out, his eyes big. Did Yoongi just-

"You heard me. You are a bitch Jimin!" Yoongi spit through the phone. Never has Jimin heard the other's voice like that, it's so harsh and dominating, leaving no kind of feelings behind for the victim of them.

"I-I what-"

"You honestly think I felt anything for you?" Yoongi laughs, "you must really be an idiot to think something like that. I honestly just wanted to sleep with you, but damn, you were playing hard to get."

Jimin is honestly flabbergasted. Where the hell is all of this coming from?

"But then why did you stay-"

"Because that friend of yours started looking interesting. Too bad I won't get the chance to catch him. I bet he could have done better than you!" Yoongi's voice is so mocking it makes Jimin sick to his stomach.

"Better at what? I don't understand Yoongi! Wh-why are you-"

"You really think so highly of me Jimin. I'm not taking anti-depression you idiot, it's drugs. Didn't you get just a little suspicious when you passed out at two parties in a row, barely drinking anything?" Yoongi asks.

Passed out? Parties? Drugs? Yoongi?

"Y-You drugged me!?" Jimin asks in shock.

"Well, when you wouldn't have sex with me voluntarily, I had to use other methods. But guess what! You didn't even know how to do that correctly. Passing out when you're supposed to get horny, good job Jimin," he says.

What the fuck. What the actual fuck is going on right now? Why is he acting like that? Talking like that?

Jimin feels his vision getting blurry, all of his body shaking with anxiety.

"I-I-"

"Just shut your whore mouth, we all know you have slept with the whole school anyway, why were you so freaking stubborn?"

"I thought this meant something Yoongi!" Jimin cries out, feeling his heart tug uncomfortably. Never in a million years did he think Yoongi was like this. This fake.

"Well, sorry to break it to you. And do you even know what those drugs costed? Not to mention the ones that got flushed in the toilet at your father's fitness center? You owe me a lot now Jimin, see you in hell." With that, the line was cut.

Jimin's eyes quickly start watering, fat ugly tears rolling down his pink cheeks.

He almost doesn't realize the loud bang on the wall and the smoldering sound of glass falling to the ground. Jungkook is fuming, having thrown his cup of rather cold coffee against the wall, seeing it leave a dark stain against the white surface.

"I will murder him! I will break all bones in his body!" he yells, muscles flexing as his chest heaves in heavy breaths. His fists clenching so tightly he's nails are digging into his skin. Yoongi has a fucking death wish.

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Wait! I can explain!

Actually no, I can't explain it Yoonmin shippers... my/our baby is the bad guy...