Divorce House (Yoonmin)

Mysterious Note

Jimin pov (4 years ago)

"Hi, I'm Jimin. I've had a crush on you for a while now and I had to tell you!" I blurt out and watch as Yoongi stares at me blankly before pressing his lips together.

"I don't know you enough to date you...so let's be friends first." My eyes light up at his offer and I quickly nod my head.

Thank goodness, I would never be able to walk down these hallways again or show my face to my professors knowing I epically failed at my confession. "T-thank you."

"Walk with me." He states as he starts to leave and I quickly catch up. "You're face looks like a rice cake."

Yoongi pov (week 1: Monday)

To say that last night wasn't painful is an understatement. It was almost unbearable...

"Well, I guess...we just lie down." Jimin says as he holds his blanket in his hands.

I groan and take my slippers off and ease my way onto the bed. To state the obvious, I  don't want to be here...

I close my eyes as Jimin makes the bed creak as he places his head on the pillow. I can tell he's purposefully as close to the edge as possible. "G-good night, Yoongi." He mumbles and my eyes snap open the same time he claps his hands and the lights flicker off.

I let out a deep sigh before closing my eyes again and pushing myself to fall asleep next to the bane of my existence...

So, I am sitting behind my desk at the job I hate, talking to a grumpy old lady that sounds like a man...I may or may have not confused her for one earlier. But that is besides the point. The point is that Hoseok keeps coming to talk to me after every call about his parental problems.

Yes, he lives with his parents because housing in Korea is a struggle. Don't even get me started-

"Yoongi, my mother is trying to set up a blind date for me to this doctor who apparently has so much money I'll be shitting it out 3 weeks after our honey moon." He says as if it's the end of the world.

"Oh." I answer dryly, but he continues on. 

"It's terrible because once I go to one, she'll make me go to more and I want to stay single for a little while longer. I mean casual sex on the side is fine." He adds with sparkling eyes as he looks at me with a slight blush and I grunt.

"No."

He pouts, but nods his head. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know you're unattainable." Before he can start back up again, Namjoon, my boss walks over to my cubicle. 

"Yoongi, can I speak with you for a second?" I almost smile when I realize that means I won't have to work or listen to Hoseok for at least a good 5 minutes.

"Yeah, sure." I get up and walk towards him. He leads me to an empty hallway before stopping abruptly.

"You've been slacking." He says directly and I shrug.

"Yes, but for a good reason-"

"You are getting paid to answer phone calls, but that's not why I called you over." He takes a pink note out of his jacket pocket and hands it to me. "This got delivered here by some messenger on a motorcycle.

I nod my head, knowing it's probably connected to the Divorce House. "Thanks." Namjoon massages the bridge of his nose before walking away. When he's gone I quickly open the note.

Note

Ask Jimin who Kim Taehyung is later tonight. 

Kim Taehyung? I search my brain for any inkling on who that might be, but run up blank. It's probably someone Jimin was having sex with on the side. 

Jimin Pov

Being a taxi driver is not easy. First, you have to deal with drunk people.  Oh and lets not forget the ones that just can't help, but have sex in the back practically. Then, the smokers who find it okay to light up even if I have asthma. I mean of course they don't know that and in their defense it hasn't acted up in a while, but STILL!

I could die...

I shiver at the thought and push back the anxiety bubbling up in my stomach. I bite the inside of my cheek as I walk into the Divorce House at 2 am in the morning. Yes, I got another terrible shift, but it's necessary.

I can't count on winning this game if I can't even make Yoongi smile. "You're coming in late." I shriek and practically jump up the ceiling as Yoongi turns on the hallway light. 

"Don't do that!" I pant as I clutch my chest. "You really scared me." I whisper and Yoongi shrugs.

"I was waiting for you." I raise an eyebrow.

"Why?" He walks a little closer and I take a step back.

"Who's Kim Taehyung?"

"Kim...Taehyung?" Yoongi just nods his head as I feel my mouth dry up and head spin.

"H-he's a guy that I worked with at my old job." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. "Why do you want to know about him?" 

"I figured it's okay to show you since it's not the main mission, but someone from 'the company' dropped off this note."  He says with air quotations since we have no idea who is running the Divorce House.  I quickly take the note from him and read it over and over again. It's typed so you can't trace the hand writing. 

How do they know about Kim Taehyung? I think as I bite my lip.

"You okay?" Yoongi ask and I am quick to mumble a quick yeah.

"I'm going to go check on Cupcake." I say and drag my feet away from him. Suddenly, I feel more drained if that's even possible.

Yoongi pov

Yup, probably a fuck buddy.

A/N Another update! Oh yeah, how did you like the chapter? Was it all you expected? Was it more? I think it turned out pretty well if I do say so myself, but don't forget to comment, vote and add to your reading list. Until next time, deuces my lovely Burritos!