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"Hospital food tastes so gross" I say as namjoon walked in with
McDonald's since that's what I asked for

"Yoongi, the police are here" namjoon says sitting on the edge of the bed as i ate, i shrug not really caring

"I want you to tell them what your mom did" he says taking out his phone, "b-but There gonna take me away and put me with bad people who do bad things to someone like me"

I say moving his hands away from my thighs "Who told you that? If they take you away from here your coming with me"
He says walking to the duffel bag on the hospital chair

Namjoon's pov

"Here, get dressed and meet me outside the door when you finish eating-" "your being mean to me" he says keeping his eyes down on his food, i sigh walking out the room while scratching the back of my head

*timeskipp*
"I d-dont remember" yoongi says moving his hands off the steel police interrogation table "YOONGI" I yelled making him jump before he began to cry "she said to stop flirting with
Namjoon because he's her husband" he says and I roll my eyes
As I watched the two police officers nod

" you said your Mother accuses you and others a lot, she might have some kind of disorder we'll check it out, while we go obtain her, do you have any one you could stay with?"

The police officer asked "my grandma" he says blinking away his tears avoiding eye contact clearly , i sigh shaking my head before leaving the room

Yoongi's pov
"Okay, what's her name? Or number? we'll call her" he says and i nod picking up the pen off the cold table

"What's gonna happen to my mom?" I asked as he took the small piece of paper and sighed "she'll be sent to a mental hospital for an evaluation then there's going to be a trial and the judge will decide what will happen from so on"

"Will i get to visit her often?" I asked as one of the cops escorted me out of the room "of course" he says with a nice smile "we will go ahead and contact your grandmother"

They say before leaving me in the waiting room, I look down at my phone seeing missed calls and messages from friends but none from the person I wanted to talk to the most but I guess it is my fault, I knew he wanted me to go with him

"Hey jimin, what's up?" I say bringing my phone up to my ear
While looking down at my purplish nails, I forgot to take my iron pills today no wonder I felt so lightheaded today

"Don't hey jimin me! Where the hell were you today?"
He says and I chuckle covering my cold hands with namjoon's hoodie he gave me a few hours ago "hospital, sorry I should've told you beforehand, how was the presentation?" I asked

"Huh? Fuck the presentation.....Why are you at Hospital? What happened?" He asked sounding more worried the i was

"Concussion, nothing to serious but I am staying with my grandma from now on though" I say quietly looking around the depressing room"woah really? Are you okay with that ?"

He asked and i hum trying to really think about it
"I think I am, my mom has problems jimin...problems I don't even know about my grandmother is so much nicer and accepting in all aspects so I am happy about it"

I say as the officer escorted me into the main lobby
Where my grandmother was, she looked exhausted I could blame her it was almost one am "there's something your not telling me min yoongi, spill it" he says and I furrow my eyebrows as I walked to my grandmother's car

"I wanted to stay with him" i whispered placing my bag on the floor while biting my bottom lip in distress "did you tell him that?" He asked "I told the police i wanted to stay with my grandmother because he was being rude jimin it was an in the moment type of thing, and I regret it" I say watching my grandmother talk to the police inside

"You have his number min yoongi, call him, tell him how your feeling, it's Friday maybe I could sleepover? Ask you grandma"

He says and I sigh in relief having jimin or friends in general to count on is the best feeling ever "will do, I'll text you in a few"

I say hanging up and looking down at namjoon's contact for a while or that's what it felt like

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