Our Tiny(?) Family {Yoonmin} ✅️

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Accident

⚠️This is real, though I just added some stuff⚠️

Everything was going so well.

Yoongi was coming back home one night, on the night of the 6th of August. Chanyeol and Yoongi drank a little as the bar closed. Yoongi and Chanyeol were now close friends, well, kind of. Yoongi still doesn’t trust him around Jimin, even if he has a boyfriend of his own, especially not his sons. He’s a weirdo. Yoongi decided to rent an electric kickboard to go back home. He made sure to put on a helmet, even if he is drunk, he made sure that safety is first.

Yoongi rode back to the apartment. He wasn’t in the perfect condition to drive, but he made it home safely. NO ONE got hurt, he didn’t get hurt. He parked the electric kickboard but that’s when he fell.

And, just his luck, a police officer was nearby. They saw him fall down so they went to Yoongi and decided to check on him. “Are you good there?”

Yoongi looked up at him and stood up. “Ya, I am fine.” He took off the helmet and put it on the handle of the electric kickboard.

The officer noticed how Yoongi seemed to limp or lose his balance. “Excuse me, sir.” They tell him as Yoongi was about to walk up the stairs of the building to go to his apartment.

“Oh? Yes ,officer?” Yoongi stopped at the first stair step as he held onto the railing.

“I will need you to take a breathing test for me, sir.” The officer said as they pulled out a breath test for alcohol.

Yoongi was in the right mind, but not in the right mind at the same time. He just wanted to check on his sons and beautiful fiance then sleep. “That’s fine by me, officer.”

“Ya, it was an order not a question.” The officer rolled their eyes. Yoongi was taken aback, and a bit offended. Like, damn, chill. “Take it.” The officer held the machine to Yoongi, putting the pipe in between his lips.

Yoongi was feeling uncomfortable. Nothing else has ever been on his lips except for food, Jimin’s lips, and the top of his sons’ head, or their cute, chubby cheeks, forehead or nose. And this officer was too close for his liking. His mind was starting to come back. 

“Ok, now exhale.” The officer demanded.

Yoongi stared at them then at the device that had the tiny pipe in his mouth. He exhaled and the officer pulled the machine away from Yoongi to check the number. 4. The officer looks at Yoongi and shakes his head in disbelief. “License, please.”

Yoongi made a face then dug into his pockets. His black pants were slightly saggy, but, luckily, his shirt was long enough to cover up the hem of his underwear. He took out his wallet and saw the picture of his family, he kept it everywhere. He smiled then got pulled back to earth when the officer cleared their throat. “Ya ya.” He rolled his eyes and the officer was disappointed. He pulled out his license and gave it to him.

“Min Yoongi. . . Hm. . .” The officer looked at the picture then at Yoongi, with a raised eyebrow. “This looks nothing like you.”

“Hm. . .” Yoongi looked at the picture on his license, his vision was a bit blurry. “I went mint there.” Yoongi points at the photo on his license. “This was when I was 17. I am 19 now. My hair has gone back to my natural color.”

“Hm. . .” The officer looked at the facial features of the 17 year old on the license then at Yoongi. “Ok, Mr. Min Yoongi.” He puts the license into his pocket.

“Officer, that’s my license.” Yoongi furrowed his eyebrows.

“Oh?” The officer mocks. “Well, you’re the one who decided to drive an electric kickboard drunk.”