Don't Leave Me | PJM AMBW ✓

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"what are you- when did you get here-"

jimin cuts you off, still standing feet away from you and jihoon. "been here for a while."

"do you need something?" your hand unintentionally falls from jihoons, stepping forward, or more like moving away from him.

"what are you guys doing?" jimin still had the same expression on his face, but he spoke with a soft voice. weird.

"i-" before words could come out of your mouth jihoon was speaking, stepping in front of you.

"i came to cook with her." he steps closer to jimin but not too close. "problem?"

"jihoon." you warn, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"what?" jihoon turns to you and back to jimin, cracking a grin. "not trying to be nosy, disrespectful or anything like that — but last i checked jimin was just the father of your kids...not your boyfriend...not your man...not anything. so why does he look so mad?"

the brown haired boy was still facing jimin, so the only expression you seen was the hardened one on jimins face and the back of jihoons head.

"jihoon i said-"

"no no y/n." jimin shakes his head, his lips drawing back into a snarl. "let him talk."

"that's my question. why the fuck are you so angry if you're not with her?"

jimin retorts back as soon as the words fall from jihoons tongue, "who said i was angry?"

"you come up in here with a frown on your face, your face all red, your jaw set and your fucking feet stomping towards us and that's not angry?"

jimin twists the ring on his finger, looking down at his hand and back up at the both of you. "get out."

a gasp leaves your mouth as you scowl at the older. "jimin you cannot put someone out of my house." you interjected.

"get out." he repeats.

jihoon throws his hands up in surrender. "i'm leaving but not because you told me to." he turns to you and grabs his jacket, coming to your head and placing a kiss on it.

"i'll be back okay?"

the head on your body nods and you watch as jihoon walks out the door,waiting for him to do so, so you could honestly spaz on jimin.

"firstly tell me is minji asleep before i say something i might regret." you walk closer to him, being careful because your stomach was feeling a bit heavier due to eating.

"she is."

you then breathed in a good pregnant breath and let out a, "who the fuck do you think you are!?"

jimin stands back shocked, one from the tone of your voice and two from the volume of it. yes, minji was asleep but the way you yelled he was sure the neighbors could here it.

"i'm jimin." he rubs his hands on his pants to get the sweat off of them.

"why do you think you can tell me what to do?" you rumble. this was the second time jimin came in your house when jihoon was here as if he was some jealous husband, when in fact he wasn't.

"i didn't tell you what to do. i told jihoon what to do." he corrects you, walking past you and into the kitchen. and that's what had pissed you off.

"jimin i don't know if you know but you're not my boyfriend and you don't pay for my bil-"

"but who does though?" jimin turns to you. "who pays your bills? i'm not trying to bring that into the conversation at all, to make you feel like i shouldn't but come on now."

"you put money in my account for minji." you argue. "and that was mostly because you were using that as money for you not being there for her."

jimin turns and bites his lip, turning back to you with his nostrils flared. "you always want to bring that up, don't you?"

"i'm not about to argue with you jimin." you shake your head.

"i'm not trying to do that." jimins walks closer to you, grabbing your hands and placing them in his. "i just want you to stop bringing up how i couldn't be there for minji when she was born, and earlier years."

"it's not that you couldn't be there." you respond. "you didn't want to be there."

"y/n you know i fucking wanted to be there." he frowns, his expression twisted. "i was just young and stupid. so i picked my career over my daughter."

you don't respond, and just take your thumb and bring it over jimins hand, rubbing it across his. "i know."

"but i'm here now, so doesn't that count?"

"it does." you sigh out. "but jimin, since we're not together you can't keep doing what you do when you see me and jihoon. if i actually do end up wanting to be with him, you have absolutely no say so in it."

recognition dawned on his face, and he nods. "yeah i know." he chuckles. "that was just stupid and i just got so jealous, seeing you smile; with him."

"but why though? why are you so jealous?"

"you know why." jimin let's go of your hands, and walks over to what you and jihoon had made. looking at it and walking away back to the fridge. "man, it really wasn't anything in here, huh?"

"don't change the subject jimin."

"i still like you y/n." he closes the fridge and looks at you, from your baby bump that you both created and back up to your face. "like a lot."

"wh-why." you shake your head. "why?"

"what do you mean why?" jimin takes a sip of the unopened water he had just found on the counter. "i never stopped loving you at all. my dreams just got pushed ahead of you and i couldn't do what i needed to do for you."

you place your hand under your belly, feeling a movement from one of the boys. "but you acted like you didn't."

jimin gives you a confused look, sitting the water bottle back down on the counter.

"you remember when i told you i was pregnant with minji? and you left for like a week straight? no calls, no texts, nothing?"you ask. "yeah that kinda makes a girl feel like you don't love her anymore."

"i'm so sorry." jimin walks towards you. "i'm so so sorry for what i did you, and i've been trying to get better ever since you called me to meet with minji-ah."

"i forgive you, but i won't forget it jimin."

jimin runs a hand through his hair. "that's why i want to gain your trust back."

"and how will you do that?" you give him a look.

"anything."