Broken Pieces : Yoonmin

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Jimin didn't know what to do. He sat in an isolated park, looking at the sky and thinking what to do with his messed up life. To be told he hated his father, was an understatement. He hated his father from the core of his heart. Mr Park was the CEO of one of the most popular companies in Seoul. And he just shut out Jimin from all companies and cafes. Jimin didn't get a single job.. a single job in a cafe or a company, even as a sweeper. Why? The powerful Ceo shut him out. He wanted to starve the poor boy.

Jimin could go without eating for weeks but now, for him, money was important. He needed to feed his brother. He couldn't let his brother starve like him. He didn't know what to do. He was lost. A whole day of searching for part time jobs and he got nothing. He was shut out. Jimin sat on the bench and looked at the sky, remembering his mom. He remembered the days when both of them used to play with his dad. Everything changed after his mom died. Mrs Park died while giving birth to Jihyun and his dad became cold, unreachable. He turned to a person whom Jimin didn't recognise at all. He feared his own dad. And it turned to extreme when Jimin turned fourteen and confessed about liking boys. He was tortured and well for a reason, his dad always blamed Jihyun for his beloved wife's death. And one day, while his dad was going to beat his little brother, Jimin pushed him and since that day, he had been enduring all the tortures with a promise that the bastard won't beat Jihyun. And lastly, Jimin was thrown out. As well as Jihyun.

He started singing a song, the song he and his mom used to sing. He wished his mom was here. He wished his life to be like a normal boy. He wished he could sing and dance, instead of worrying about his so called life and searching for part time jobs with no results in the end.

"Wow, your voice is something else," he heard a deep voice. Jimin looked up to see a man of mid forty years, wearing a denim jacket and tight jeans standing in front of him. Judging from the way he looked, he must have been a handsome man in his university days. HE stood up and bowed to the man in front of him. "I...uh..." he struggled to find the right words. Being an introvert was not a good thing. "T..T..thankyou," he said with a blush on his cheeks to which the man chuckled, finding it adorable. "Hi! I am Lee Baekhyun." Jimin nodded. "Park Jimin."

"Uh...I see.. Well Jimin you have a nice voice. Are you willing to take a job?" Jimin's eyes widened. A job? He was finally going to have a job? "I... w..what kind of job?" his eyes were filled with curiosity. The man hesitated for a moment. "Are you sure you want to hear about it?" Jimin nodded. He knew he was going to take a risk. He had to. He didn't find any jobs and when a man was asking for him from nowhere after just hearing his voice.. Must be a blessing from heaven.. Or that's what he thought. "Sure.."

The man eyed Jimin from head to toe, taking in the boy's appearance. "I am the owner of a well known bar on the outskirts of the city. It takes about twenty minutes from here. And judging from the curves of your body, you are sexy and you have a great voice. If you don't mind, you are invited to dance in front of.. You must know what I am saying. Don't worry, you'll just pole dance in front of them. Clothes will be provided. And about sex or private lap dances.. Are you comfortable?"

Jimin stood still to process what the man told him. Pole dance? And in front of all drunk people? "I....," he hesitated. He didn't know what to do. His inner voices shouted at him to ran from there. But..he really..really needed this job. And the offer was not too bad, because the man asked him about being comfortable or uncomfortable. Baekhyun noticed the smaller boy hesitating. "It's okay if you don't want to. I was just...,"

"I'll do. I'll d..dance and sing. But I am a university student and I can work part time. If it's okay?" "Ah don't worry about that. You can come at eight in the evening. And if you are uncomfortable with private services, just let me know ok?I don't force anyone," the man chuckled and then smiled kindly. "And the pay is pretty high too. Come tomorrow," he held Jimin's shoulders and looked at him with gentle eyes. "Are you okay with it?"

"I.. am...," Jimin answered and took the cars from the man. "Okay then Jimin. See you around. The address is on the card," and with that the man walked away from Jimin. "Wild dreams," Jimin read the name of the bar. It was pretty well known, even outside the city. He got up with a sigh and started walking towards home, not knowing what's waiting for him the next day.

"Hyuuungggg!!!!!" Jihyun ran and hugged the legs of Jimin, as soon as the elder boy entered the house. Jimin kneeled on his knees and ruffled the hair of the boy. "Missed hyung?" The smaller boy nodded and dragged Jimin to the table. Jimin's eyes widened, seeing their table filled with food. He was confused. What the fuck was happening? "Um... Jihyun... where did all these dishes come from?" Jihyun jumped on his toes and ran to Jimin's...sorry.. His bedroom. He brought a piece of paper. "Another hyung came and gave me this paper. He had pale white skin and mint green hair and he was sooo handsome. Hyung you should have seen him. You would be in love with him." Jimin tilted his head in confusion and opened the paper.

" Must be wondering who I am? Haha.. ok. I gave some dishes to Jihyun. I couldn't find you so am writing this note. Please eat those.. I made this myself. Also this is my number. XXXXXXXXXX. Please call me after eating"
Min Yoongi

How...the.... Fuck..did ....Yoongi....know his house? What the!! His brain stopped functioning. Does Yoongi know about his house? That means Yoongi knew about the state he's now living in? WHat!! "Hyunggg!! Come on eat," Jimin shook his head and followed his younger brother to the table and sat down to eat. WHAT!! THEY ARE SOOO DELICIOUS!! HOW TF CAN MIN YOONGI BE PERFECT AT EVERYTHING!!! Jimin tried to shake off the thoughts and continued eating. After finishing them, Jimin tucked Jihyun to bed, washed his dishes, showered and sat on the couch, pulling out his phone to check. He didn't eat anything since morning and now Yoongi's food made him feel relaxed. He saw a text from Taehyung and sighed, replying to him with a " I am okay. Just feeling tired and decided to skip school." And that's when he remembered he had to call Yoongi.

He typed the number with shaky hands and debated with himself whether to call him or not. Without noticing he pressed the call button and waited nervously for his crush to pick up the phone.

"Hello?" his deep voice spoke from the other end of the call, setting Jimin's heart on fire.

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