DON'T LET ME GO | PJM

Chapter 88

Y/N's punches gradually subsided as she clung onto Jimin, her sobs gradually turning into gentle whimpers.

Jimin held her tightly, allowing her to release her pent-up emotions, understanding the weight of her guilt and regret. In that moment, he made a silent promise to himself and to her – to be her anchor, her support, and to help her find the strength to move forward.

As he held Y/N in his arms, he could feel her gradually calming down. He gently lifted her from the sofa and carried her upstairs to the guest room. He carefully laid her down on the soft bed, tucking her in with gentle care. The room was adorned with comforting hues, creating an ambiance of tranquility.

Y/N's phone continued to ring persistently, Jimin knew that Y/N was in no condition to attend to any calls at the moment. He glanced at the device, contemplating whether or not to answer it.

"Y/N, it's late. Where are you? Are you still with Hobi?"

"She's at my house."

Shin Ji seemed to not recognize the voice and asked: "Who is this?"

"Park Jimin."

"W-what?" Shin Ji was surprised because Jimin had disappeared for two years, how could Y/N be in his house?

But Jimin ended the call and set the phone aside.

Resuming his position by her side, he watched over her. "Y/N, we couldn't have known what would happen. Don't blame yourself, we're here now, and we'll do everything in our power to make it right. We'll be there for him, together."

As Y/N remained silent, lost in her thoughts and emotions, Jimin sat by her side, understanding the weight of her self-blame. Despite his efforts to console her, he recognized that healing takes time and words alone may not be enough. He sighed softly, realizing that she needed space to process her feelings.

Jimin tucked her gently under the blanket, ensuring she was comfortable. He dimmed the lights, allowing a soothing glow to permeate the space. The silence of the room enveloped them both, offering a moment of respite from the tumultuous emotions of the evening.

"It's late now. Just try to get some rest here tonight."

Leaving the room, Jimin closed the door quietly behind him, understanding that she needed time alone with her thoughts. He knew there were unanswered questions, both for Y/N and himself, but he also recognized that pushing her to talk at this moment wouldn't be helpful.

With a heavy heart, Jimin moved through the house, finding solace in the solitude. He couldn't help but reflect on the events of the evening, realizing the profound impact they had on their lives and the journey that lay ahead.

The weight of responsibility settled upon his shoulders, but he was determined to support Y/N and their son through this difficult time.

As he retreated to his own space, he contemplated the steps they would need to take to rebuild their shattered family. It wouldn't be easy, but he was committed to being there for her and their son every step of the way.

YN wiped her tears and regained some composure, a glimmer of determination shone in her eyes. She knew she needed to gather her strength for the sake of her son, Joon Min. She stood up, lifting the blanket from her shoulders, and slipped on her slippers.

Walking with a renewed purpose, she made her way to Joon Min's room. She gently opened the door, revealing the sight of her son curled up in bed. She sat beside Joon Min's bed, she felt a mix of emotions swirling within her. She longed to reach out and touch her son, to comfort him in her embrace. However, she also understood that Joon Min's experiences had left him scarred, and his reaction might be like before.