My Sister's Husband | Jikook ✔️

Chapter 22

Yoongi walked into the apartment that evening, his heart heavy with the weight of his decisions. He had spent the day trying to focus on his work, but his mind kept drifting back to the inevitable confrontation with Jimin. As he opened the door, he found Jimin sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the TV.

"Hey," Yoongi greeted softly, trying to gauge Jimin's mood.

Jimin barely glanced at him, his expression unreadable. "Hey," he replied, his voice flat.

Yoongi hesitated, then walked over and sat down on the edge of the coffee table in front of Jimin. "We need to talk, Jimin."

Jimin's eyes finally met Yoongi's, and there was a flicker of something-hurt, betrayal, anger-that made Yoongi's stomach churn. "Talk about what?" Jimin asked, his tone cold.

Yoongi took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "About us. About what's been happening. I know things have been tough, and I... I need to be honest with you."

Jimin's gaze hardened. "Honest? Now you want to be honest?"

Yoongi felt a pang of guilt, but he pushed on. "I made a mistake, Jimin. I met up with Iseul, and things... things happened that shouldn't have." He knew he have to do this to be with Iseul.

Jimin's expression didn't change, but his silence was deafening. Yoongi could see the hurt in his eyes, the betrayal that cut deeper than words ever could.

"I didn't plan for it to happen," Yoongi continued, his voice pleading. "I was confused and hurt, and I made a terrible decision. But I want to make things right. I want to be with you, Jimin."

Jimin stood up abruptly, his eyes blazing with anger. "I fucking knew it!" Jimin stated with bitterness. "And now you want to make things right? After what you've done? How can I ever trust you again?!"

Yoongi reached out, but Jimin stepped back, putting distance between them. "I know I've lost your trust, and I don't expect you to forgive me right away. But I love you, Jimin. Please, give me a chance to fix this."

Jimin's laugh was bitter, and it sent a shiver down Yoongi's spine. "Love? If you loved me, you wouldn't have done this. You wouldn't have betrayed me with my own sister."

Yoongi felt the sting of Jimin's words, each one like a knife to his heart. He opened his mouth to respond, but Jimin cut him off.

"I don't want to hear it, Yoongi. I don't want to see you right now." Jimin's voice trembled with emotion. "I can't even look at you."

Yoongi's shoulders slumped in defeat, but a cunning thought crossed his mind. He straightened and adopted a more assertive tone. "You know, Jimin, maybe this isn't entirely my fault."

Jimin's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

Yoongi sighed, shaking his head slightly. "I've been feeling neglected, Jimin. You've been so caught up with Jungkook and their problems. It felt like you didn't have time for us anymore. I tried to talk to you, but you were always preoccupied."

Jimin stared at Yoongi, disbelief and hurt evident on his face. "You're blaming me for this? For your affair with my sister?"

"I'm not blaming you," Yoongi said softly, though his words were laced with manipulation. "I'm just saying that maybe we both played a part in this. Iseul was there for me when I felt alone, and things happened."

Jimin's hands clenched into fists, tears of frustration welling in his eyes. "So, because I was helping my best friend, you decided to sleep with my sister? That's your justification? I comforted my best friend while you fucked my sister!"