{B}locked Out | ym

Chapter 6

Jimin looked up from the coloring sheet he was working on with Jungkook at the sound of the door opening. "Daddy!" Jungkook cried out, jumping up and running straight to his fathers.

"Hi, Kookie!" Namjoon greeted, picking the little boy up

Seokjin walked over to Jimin, pulling his wallet out of his pocket. "Thanks again for babysitting, Jimin~" The college student stood up from the ground just as Seokjin pulled out his payment. "I thought you would have rejected us because of the whole phone call thing."

"And turn down easy money?" Jimin teased, pocketing his payment. "Plus, Jungkook's not the one who made the phone call, and I've missed hanging out with my little buddy."

Guilt filled Seokjin's features as he looked down at Jimin. "I am really sorry about-"

"Don't~" The younger male cut him off, moving to grab his bag. "I'm not mad anymore. At you, at Namjoon, at..." Jimin trailed off but Seokjin knew who he was about to say.

"Have you talked to him?" Seokjin asked him. "Since the whole confession thing?"

Jimin would have asked Seokjin how he knew about that, but he wasn't all that surprised that he knew. Seokjin always knew everything. Instead, he just shook his head. "I don't think he wants me anymore."

Seokjin furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean? He calls you every day. Multiple times."

"Not in a week." Jimin said sadly, shrugging as he pulled his bag over his shoulder. "It's fine though. Really."

Jimin was too busy avoiding eye contact that he missed the look Seokjin sent towards Namjoon. "It's not fine though! You need to talk to him!"

"I will~" Jimin said weakly. "If I happen to run into him at the station then I'll talk to him."

"It'll be too late by then!" Seokjin insisted, causing Jimin to look at him in confusion. "He's going out with Kihyun tonight!" Seokjin blurted out, and Jimin felt as if he had been punched in the stomach.

"W-what?"

Seokjin nodded sadly. "He said it was a big night and that he was really excited about it, so..."

"Oh, um, great for him." Jimin said moving to leave the house. "If he's happy, then I'm happy for him."

"Jimin-" Seokjin didn't get to finish his sentence before the younger male was closing the door behind him.

He sighed and turned back to face his husband. "You know you really took a gamble on if that would work." Namjoon informed him.

Seokjin sighed again. "Yeah, but I had to because Yoongi only stopped calling him because of you."

"You can't blame me!" Namjoon defended himself but only got a stare in response. "Actually, yeah, you probably can."

***

Jimin hadn't meant to drive over to Yoongi's apartment. He had every intention of going home and totally not crying into his pillow over the thought of Yoongi being with someone else. But the cunt that goes by the name of fate had other plans and he found himself standing at Yoongi's apartment door.

Tears were already starting to spill over when the door opened, revealing a very surprised Yoongi. "Jimin? What-"

Jimin shushed him. "Let me talk first, because if I don't get it out right this second, I'll probably chicken out and never get the chance to again." He quickly took a calming breath before diving into an impromptu speech. "I'm a terrible person. I've put you through so much shit, and I'm so sorry. I wouldn't blame you if you never wanted to see me again after the way I've treated you. I put you through some fucking push and pull game, and you just went along with it, with me. I really don't deserve you, and I know that."