My Sister's Husband | Jikook ✔️

Chapter 50

Yoongi drove through the city, the events of the past few days playing over and over in his mind. The betrayal, the lies, the realization of how deeply he had been manipulated by Iseul.

Every mile felt like an eternity, the weight of his guilt growing heavier with each passing second. He had to see Jimin. He had to explain everything and find some way to make amends.

Pulling up to the apartment he once shared with Jimin, he felt a wave of nostalgia mixed with dread. The familiar building, the memories they had created together, all tainted by his recent actions.

He parked the car and rushed to the door, his hands trembling as he fumbled for the spare key he still had. He hesitated for a moment, then unlocked the door and stepped inside.

"Jimin? Are you here?" he called out, his voice echoing through the empty apartment.

Silence. The apartment was eerily quiet, devoid of the usual warmth and laughter that Jimin brought into any space. Yoongi’s heart sank. He wandered through the rooms, hoping to find any sign of Jimin, but it was clear that he wasn’t home. The living room, the kitchen, even the bedroom, they all felt like ghostly reminders of what he had lost.

Desperation gnawed at Yoongi. He needed to see Jimin, to warn him about Iseul and to beg for forgiveness. He slumped onto the couch, burying his face in his hands. The weight of his mistakes felt unbearable. How could he have been so blind? How could he have let Iseul's manipulations tear apart everything he once held dear?

Meanwhile, Jimin and Jungkook were driving back from visiting Namjoon at the hospital. The air between them was thick with concern and tension. Jimin’s heart was heavy with worry for his friend and anger toward Iseul. Jungkook noticed his silence and reached over, squeezing his hand gently.

"We’ll get through this, hyung," Jungkook said softly. "Namjoon is strong, and we’ll support him no matter what."

Jimin nodded, forcing a smile. "I know. It’s just... everything feels so overwhelming. I can’t believe Iseul would stoop so low."

They pulled up to the apartment, and as they approached the door, they noticed it was slightly ajar. Jimin’s brow furrowed in confusion. "Did we leave the door open?"

Jungkook shook his head. "I don’t think so. Stay behind me."

He pushed the door open cautiously, and they stepped inside. The sight of Yoongi on their couch made them both freeze.

"Yoongi?" Jimin exclaimed, his voice a mix of surprise and confusion.

Yoongi looked up, his eyes red from crying. "Jimin... Jungkook... I needed to see you."

Jungkook's expression hardened instantly. "What are you doing here, hyung?"

Yoongi stood up, his movements slow and weary. "I needed to talk to Jimin. To explain everything."

Jimin crossed his arms, his face a mask of hurt and anger. "Explain what, Yoongi? How you and Iseul betrayed us?"

Yoongi flinched at the harshness in Jimin’s voice. "I know I made a terrible mistake. Iseul... she’s not who I thought she was. I just found out that she’s been using me, and she’s threatening everyone."

Jungkook stepped forward, his eyes blazing. "And you just figured this out now? After everything?"

"I didn’t realize how manipulative she was," Yoongi said, his voice pleading. "She’s losing her mind. She was ranting about how she hated Jimin, how she’s done terrible things to get where she is."

Jimin’s anger wavered, a flicker of concern in his eyes. "What are you talking about?"

Yoongi took a deep breath, recounting Iseul’s breakdown in the hotel room. He described her threats, her hatred for Jimin, and how she viewed Yoongi as nothing more than a tool.