Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Twenty-Six

"W-what are you doing here?"

Jimin rolled his eyes, ignoring Jin's question; he brought Junsu over to him, "rather than complimenting the name I gave your son, you are asking me why I am here, how rude can you get?"

"I didn't ask you to name my son!"

"A lot of energy you got there, and who was going to name him, his dead father? Or was it your dead husband?"

Jin's eyes widen, "y-you kill-"

"He is dead; what did you think, I was going to leave him behind for you as a souvenir?"

Jin reaches out towards Jimin, wanting to take his child from the monster before him. Jimin stopped him, "if you want to hold him, you have to ask. I have been here for the last two days taking care of him while you laid up and slept in this expensive ass room."

"Give me my fucking child Park Jimin!" Jin screamed at him, causing the newborn baby to begin crying.

Jimin took a step back and cuddled the baby into his arms, "look at that first time meeting him, and you scared him. Junsu, don't care your Appa didn't mean to yell."

"Jimin, I swear-" Jin stopped talking as Jimin brought his son over to him, "no need to continue your whining, here is your son. I will have Taehyung bring Hana to you soon." Jimin looks down at the boy in his arms before handing him over to Jin, "now that Namjoon is out of my way, even though you chickened out and didn't kill him like you promise you would, I am going to let you go your way seeing I no longer have use for you."

Jin took his son from Jimin and began crying as he held him for the first time.

Shaking his head at him, Jimin walks out of the hospital room, leaving them behind.

*******

Six months later

"Appa, can we go to the park?" Hana jumped up on her father's bed staring at him, hopeful. Jin looked at her and smiled, "sweetie, how about later? I think your brother is still sleeping."

"Okay then." Hana pouted and got off the bed, running out of the room.

Jin stretched and sat up, rubbing his hand over his face. He checked the baby camera monitor in his room to ensure his son was sleeping. Seeing he was still asleep, Jin smiled to himself; he often woke up worrying his kids. Ever since the incident with Jimin and what he went through, he has been traumatized.

The ringing of his doorbell causes him to jump in fright, but he takes a deep breath calming himself and reminding himself it was someone he knew.

When he got to the front door, he looked through the peephole to see it was Hoseok. Feeling at ease, he removes the chains and locks from the door, opening it for Hoseok.

"Hey there."

"Did I wake you?" Hoseok asked, entering the house as he looked at what Jin was wearing.

Jin shook his head, "No, Hana beat you to it. Where is Hyunwoo?"

"I left him with Taehyung, needed the day to myself, haven't had one of these in a long time. I don't know how you do it all alone; I think I would lose my mind."

Jin gave a weak smile and guided Hoseok towards the kitchen area, where he began brewing coffee. "It's not easy, but gotta do what I gotta do. Do you want coffee?"

"I know, and yes, please. Do you mind making that omelet you made last Saturday, please I hate to beg, but I have been dreaming about that?"

"Of course, you know you don't have to beg, for you, I would make you anything." Jin was grateful to Hoseok. After everything that had happened, Hoseok had unexpectedly been there for him. Although if he were, to be honest, it was all due to Taehyung, at first he was hesitant, but getting to know Hoseok, he found that there was no one sweeter than him. He often wonders how he and Taehyung ended up together, but then he thought about himself and the person who lived rent-free in his mind twenty-four sevens.

****

"Oh my god, this is so good; I could eat this every day!" Hoseok moaned while eating the omelet Jin made.

Jin stared at him and chuckled, "are you sure you are not pregnant?"

Hoseok eyes went wide, "what? No, why would you ask that?"

"It's just a hunch, and after having two kids, I can tell a pregnancy craving when I see one."

Hoseok thought back to earlier in the morning of him throwing up, "Fuck! I can't be."

"Are you on birth control?"

"No," Hoseok said, hanging his head.

"You and Taehyung use condoms?"

Shutting his eyes closed, Hoseok shakes his head, "I am fucked!"

"No, you are pregnant, but I could be wrong."

Hoseok shook his head, "I don't think you are though. I have been feeling nauseous and out of it a lot lately. I just didn't think I would be though, Taehyung and I struggled before, so I just assumed it would harder a second time around. I guess the first baby broke what curse I had."

Jin chuckled, "yeah, that could have happened, but don't freak out until you do a test; that will confirm it." Hoseok nodded his head in agreement.

There was a brief moment of silence before Jin broke it, "so, how is umm Jimin doing?"

"A fucking hot ass mess as usual. I still can't believe he let you go without harassing you. I know Jungkook had something to do with it, but Taehyung won't admit it to me, and neither will Jungkook."

"I figured, well, I don't care who did it, I am just happy they did it. I am happy he no longer has me captive or is using me." Jin said while toying with his fingers looking down at his empty coffee cup.

Hoseok watched him before he said anything, "how is therapy going?"

Jin leans his head back, "A waste of time, the therapist doesn't understand me. Now, I see why people feel the way they did when they came to see me for the first couple of times."

"Why do you think that way?"

"I-I don't know," Jin responded, staring into space.

******

Jin stared out the window after putting the kids to bed; taking a deep breath, he walks away from the window and walk towards his bedroom, but stops as a loud knock and persistent ringing of his doorbell startles him.

His heart raced against his chest, and he turns to look at the door; as the doorbell continues ringing, his heartbeat picks up; pressing his hand against the wall, he takes another deep breath, even though knowing he should be walking away from the door and calling the cops, he does the opposite and goes towards it.

As soon as he opens the door, Jimin greets him with a smirk and a bottle in hand, "you missed me, didn't you?"

"N-no."

Jimin steps forward, causing Jin to step back; he walks into the house and kicks the door shut with his feet. "That wasn't convincing enough." Dropping the bottle on the floor, he grabs Jin towards him and pins him against the door, pressing his lips to Jin's.

Jin gripped his hand into Jimin's hair; swinging up his legs, he wraps them around Jimin's waist, making Jimin smile between their kiss.