The Kim twins

Chapter 23: The father.

As usual, the twins were between the last students to enter the class. Namjoon grabbed Jin's hand and dragged him all the way outside in the back yard.

Jin crossed his arms on his chest. "Can I know the reason why you felt entitled to drag me here?"

Namjoon was miserable the entire day and the gossips around Jin's sudden relationship didn't help either. Hoseok was right. He had feelings for the twin, he couldn't deny it, thing that made Yoongi and him, literally fucked. What he didn't tell his friends, was the fact he could have been in denial before, but now, he was just scared. If Jin found out the truth and Namjoon poured his heart out, he would end up suffering.

"If you're not gonna talk, I'm leaving." Jin took a few steps forward.

"Wait." Namjoon raised his voice, causing Jin to smirk.

"What do you want?"

"I'm sorry." Namjoon looked at his feet. Ashamed for how he reacted before.

Jin laughed. "Sorry? You think sorry cuts it?"

"I know I was in denial before, I'm not anymore. I want to be with you." Namjoon clarified.

"Listen, it's not working like that. You made a run for it, not once, but twice. You think I'm going to stay around for a third time? Am I a joke for you?"

"No." Namjoon shook his head. "Give me another chance."

"Fuck you." Jin pushed Namjoon away. "You think I'm stupid? Huh?" He pushed him again. "You wanna play with me?"

"No. Ever since I left I was miserable."

"No sweetheart, you were jealous. You're jealous because I'm no longer chasing you." Jin poked Namjoon's chest with his index finger. "Give me a good reason why I should even listen to you in the first place."

"I like you." Namjoon said under his breath. "I like you and I want to be with you."

Jin's ears turned red, his hands formed in fists. Without thinking twice, he punched Namjoon in the face. "I'm done with you."

"I deserved this." Namjoon said as he was massaging his jaw.

"Yes, you did. You thought you could fuck with me and get away with it? Now you should think twice before doing it again." Jin arranged his clothes. "I don't have time for this."

"Jin wait." Namjoon again grabbed his arms and smashed their lips together. His arms wrapped tightly around Jin's waist. "Give me another chance. One more."

Jin couldn't say he wasn't impressed, yet, he wasn't going to fall again for the same trick. "Chase me. Make my time worthy."

"What about the girl?" Namjoon tilted his head to have a better look in Jin's eyes. "Break up with her."

"Make me." Jin pushed him away. "If you prove to me that you're not going to run again, I'll think about it." He really liked the younger. Even though hew knew there was something going on, Jin wouldn't forgive himself if he wouldn't try. Hopefully he wouldn't end up hurt. If he would, then he will move on. He was a Kim after all. The Kim family didn't hide, didn't shed tears. They move on like nothing happened.

As he watched Jin walk away, Namjoon thought that it was still better than nothing. He made his way into his room, a smile plastered on his face even if his jaw hurt. Damn, Jin really did have a mean strike. Namjoon felt giddy at the thought of having Jin back. However, he had to come up with a plan to make the twins understand that their feelings were true. That all this game they were playing, it had nothing to do with them, but their families. Namjoon's jaw dropped when he found his father in his room.

"Where the fuck have you been?" Mr. Kim asked his son in a growling voice.

"Hello to you too, father." Namjoon sarcastically replied.

Mr. Kim grabbed his collar. "I just heard that you and the Kim kid don't talk. Also, you stopped hitting Park." He punched his son right in his face. "What did I tell you?" He kicked Namjoon in the stomach with his foot. "You had one fucking job. You couldn't even do that."

Namjoon was on the floor, holding his stomach. His lower lip was dripping blood. "I'm sorry father."

Mr. Kim grabbed a hold of Namjoon's hair yanking his head on the back, staring in his eyes. "Fix this mess or I'll fix you. You disappointing piece of shit."

What neither of them knew, someone was at the door, listening to the conversation.

Yoongi saw Namjoon's father with the corner of his eyes. He knew exactly what had happened. He ran to Namjoon's room, finding the younger on the floor, his head leaned on his knees. "Hey, are you ok?"

Namjoon raised his head and Yoongi took a step back. He had never seen such a dark rage his friend's face. Namjoon was shaking. The blood smeared on his face made him even more dangerous.

"Joon? What's going on? I saw your father."

"He found out Yoon. He knows we stopped hitting Jimin. He knows I don't talk to Jin. He fucking knows." Namjoon yelled.

"Fuck." Yoongi breathed out. "You need to calm down. We need to speed up the process, and maybe even talk to the twins."

"And tell them what?" Namjoon got up to his feet. "Tell them that everything is a fucking play?"

"No. We could ask them about the contract. They should have it. If they have it, at least the truth will be out."

"You are fooling yourself thinking they will give up the contract, if they even have it."

"Joon, there is no other way." Yoongi sighed. "Let me clean your wound and we'll talk later."