Jimin looks at the huge double door before him that leads into the police station. He has been debating for the past hour if he really should do this or not. His parents have been keeping something from him for a reason, but doesn't he have to right to know everything?

With a deep breath and determined mind, he heads inside. There are a lot of officers walking around, some with newly caught criminals and some with crying family members who have probably lost a pet or something.

He walks up to the front desk, seeing an elder woman with glasses by the computer, scribbling on the keyboard like a maniac. The ticking is annoyingly loud, but Jimin ignores it. 

"E-Excuse me?" Jimin asks and the woman finally pays attention to him. She looks over her glasses and gives him a rather skeptical look.

"If it's about some lost guinea pig or hamster, you can walk yourself out of here," she says. Seems like it has been a long day at work for her.

"What? No, it's not anything like that," Jimin replies. This lady must have thought he was a kid or something. Well, he will take that as a compliment for looking young and he will remember that when he grows old.

"I'm here to visit an inmate," he adds and the lady now seems way more interested. 

"Name?"

"Kim Joon Tae," he says. He feels the intense eyes that start staring him down, even from some of the other receptionist that are sitting behind the desk. Is Kim Joon Tae really that known?

"Can I see your ID?" Jimin quickly hands it to her and waits as she writes in his contact info. "A relative?" she adds and Jimin quickly nods. "I feel sorry for you," she hands him some papers, "down the hall and to the left, the officer will bring you to him."

Jimin gives her a small bow before heading in the direction she instructed. He can already feel his heart starting to beat faster for absolutely no reason... it's as if he's going to an exam or something. He has never really prepared himself for this moment, considering he has absolutely nothing to do with his grandfather. 

The hall to the jail, for some reason, seems endless and after what feels like hours (might be a bit of a exaggeration) Jimin finally reaches the destination. He gives the police officer the permit and he's leaded into a room with a lot of seats and windows in-between. 

He has seen places like these on television, but never actually expected to be sitting in one. The chair offered to him doesn't look very inviting, but he sits down nonetheless. He fiddles with his hands uncomfortably as he waits for Kim Joon Tae to be collected. 

What does he look like? How old is he? Is he scary? Jimin has no idea what he should expect, causing a small feeling of regret to fill his system. Maybe this is a stupid idea after all... he doesn't even know what to ask or say. He just... wants something. To know more about his childhood, his father, his mother and even Yoongi. 

After a couple of minutes, the door the the room on the other side of the glass finally opens. In steps a man. He's not very tall but extremely buff for his age. He's seems to be in good shape, but it's hard to miss the wrinkles lingering over his face. Many tattoos are panting his arms with a dark black color and therefore also matching his hair. He looks like a thug... and Jimin isn't very happy about it.

Joon Tae sits down in the chair with a thud and looks at Jimin. The younger immediately gets uncomfortable when he sees a smirk form on his grandfather's dry lips that's surround by a beard.

"Well, well... isn't it the devil child?" he asks in a mocking manner, "what is a kid like you doing here? I thought I made a deal with your father."

Jimin frowns a little at that, he must be talking about the money Jungkook gave him in return of their freedom. Jimin clears his throat and places himself more comfortably in his seat.

"I'm here for... what happened to Yoongi," he breaks the ice. He really wants to know what the connections to that murder were. The male before him lets out a small laugh in a creepy manner and Jimin gives him a glare.

"Jumping straight to it I see... that boy was good for nothing. If I hadn't taken care of him, someone would have at some point,"  Joon Tae states and Jimin wants to strangle the man. Sure, he hates Yoongi for what he did but it's never okay to talk like that about a person who has passed away. 

"So it really was you?"

"Nah, one of my guys, so now he's here in jail with me too," the man states. The constant mocking tone in his voice irritates Jimin incredibly much. His grandfather seems to be a man that doesn't give a fuck about others. 

"You're a monster," Jimin spits.

"You're right about that," the elder male comments, clearly uninterested in Jimin's existence, "so tell me... how's my son?"

"You don't get to call him that," Jimin spits. He knows Taehyung must have been struggling through a lot of shit when he was younger, therefore he doesn't have any kind of respect for this man.

"Me and Taehyung would have understood each other better if he realized what I was building up," Kim Joon Tae begins, "I could have been so rich if he was just willing to sacrifice himself a little. But no, no - of course your mother had to come and seduce him, causing you to happen."

Jimin frowns. Did Taehyung also get abused before he met Jimin's mother? Jimin thought it was because of his birth his grandfather went berserk. It was probably just the final trigger that made Taehyung act and escape as much as he could. Jimin hates how Joon Tae keeps calling Taehyung his son, he doesn't have the right to do that.

"No, you're an asshole and it was only good that my dad met my mother so he could get away from you," Jimin spits.

"Funny for you to say when that woman left him when you came, talk about a pathetic love story," says Joon Tae and chuckles lowly so his shoulders move. 

Left him? Pathetic love story? Just like with Yoongi, this man has no respect for the people who has died. He's the one who's a star psychopath, so it doesn't even surprise Jimin anymore. It just... makes him so incredible mad.

"Do you have no respect? Her and Yoongi are dead and can't fix or live out the life they had. Talking about them like that is just..." Jimin can't even express it, he's so mad right now. Kim Joon Tae tilts his head slightly as if he's confused, looking Jimin up and down.

The younger feels smaller under his gaze and gives him a questioning look. After a few seconds of them just staring at each other, his grandfather's lips suddenly spread in an evil smile followed by a deep and hoarse laughter. It makes shivers run down Jimin's back as he looks at the psychopath in confusion.

What ever he's high on, it can't be healthy.

"So that's how it is," he chuckles, "and I who thought me and Taehyung didn't have anything in common. Guess I was proved wrong there."

What the fuck is wrong with this guy? What is he trying to imply that Jimin just can't figure out? Jimin has always been naïve and maybe not the smartest person when it came to reading other people, but he never thought he would be this lost.

"What do you mean?"

"He really didn't tell you!? Holy shit, this is better than any comedy in history," the man laughs and Jimin wants to smack that smile off his face.

"Just spit it out!" Jimin yells back in pure frustration. The laud and uncomfortable laughter slowly dies down and Kim Joon Tae now gives him a long and serious look. Jimin doesn't miss the smirk he makes though.

"Your mother isn't dead."