•honey• || KookMin

25. The doubt of the places

"It wasn't my idea. I didn't want to leave Jeonggoo alone."

"I told you not to go near that man. You come in smelling of smoke, cigarette, missing part of your clothes and-"

"Listen to me!" She raises her voice, her parents look up in surprise. "I didn't want to leave her alone... He hits her. He hits her a lot. He hurts her a lot and I was afraid that if I left she would be alone" It becomes comical as the anger and strength dissolves into a soft worried cry. "Ever since she was a little girl he's been hitting her."

"Sometimes that happens honey. Maybe you-"

"I didn't misunderstand," she sobs to her mom who tries to delve. "Jeonggoo's dad hurts her. We have to help her so she doesn't have to go back to him."

"She's welcome here. If she needs help she'll get it. You don't have to get upset like this" he assures putting a hand on her shoulder. "It's going to be all right okay? Just calm down and we'll figure out a solution to the problem. "

Jimin's lips tremble and he finishes by saying:

"Her uncle molested her when she was six years old."

~ * * * ~

"I don't need to go to a psychologist."

"Yes you do. You needed that from the beginning, not a gang getting you in trouble" Jimin grumbles. Jeonggoo clicks his tongue with folded arms. "My parents scolded me for coming home smelling like smoke. Now they think I smoke."

"Would you like to?"

"No!"

"It's not that bad."

"This is why you should go to a psychologist!" she claims sharply. "Don't be stubborn. We're doing this to help you be good. Maybe if you're good, I might even think more about your future."

"I already do." says Jeonggoo.

"You're not sure what you want yet." highlights Jimin.

"I'm barely fifteen. Even-"

"You left home, living on the backs of two people who don't know if they'll leave you one day, stuck with a group looking for the police and no one else to lean on." Jimin highlights somewhat gelidly. Jeonggoo looks back to the front with clear disappointment and displeasure. "Listen... You need to... grow up and to do that you need to heal. You're not a little girl now. Not at all, but you're behaving like one" Jimin exposes worriedly. "I asked this because I want you to heal and be well for real. When you heal, he's not going to be a black figure anymore! He is consuming your life and you don't notice it."

Jeonggoo says nothing to her. Jimin for some time now has the same tantrum that Bangtan is bad. Like they killed someone or something. It's ridiculous. However, something inside her tells him that she's right about everything else. Even if Jeonggoo refuses to accept it, maybe learn to be more than just a large figure who can take a better beating, she might finally stop feeling like she'll be chased wherever she goes and the only option is to run away. Jeonggoo timidly reaches her hand out and joins it with Jimin's hand. His girlfriend gives it an affectionate and discreet squeeze. Both waiting for the Park couple to come looking for her.

~ * * * ~

"A H-U-G-E group of pigeons."

"Are-pigeons."

"Lots of them!"

"Hosook, you're scared of flies. No matter what excuses you make, it's ridiculous that you got your pants ripped from falling out of fright because you blamed a pigeon." The dancer gives her boyfriend a bad look. Jeonggoo leaves the mountain of clothes in the basket.