Divorce House (Yoonmin)

Best Job Ever, Worst Dad Ever

Jimin pov (Week 3: Monday)

"I'll show you to your work space." My project leader, Amber says as we walk down the purple hallway. Our feet walk across wood floor and passed offices that are separated by glass and people mingling around sharing ideas.

My mouth hangs a gap as I take in the sight of so many creative people all together in one building. I'm in such an awed state of mind that I end up bumping into Amber.

"Woah, man." She laughs, "I see you're a little overwhelmed?" Finding it impossible to form words, I just nod my head slowly. "Well, welcome to the future of the work place where you are free to move around, and play around...I do mean that literally. Sometimes, I skate board down the aisles when I'm stuck on an idea."

"I know, that's partially why I wanted to work here." I explain and she lets out a small chuckle.

"I can tell you'll fit in here." She pats my back. "Let me introduce you to our team." She points to a long white table that has three people sitting at it. "Starting from the front- this is Sunny," who smiles and waves. "Then we have Bom." I notice all the stuffed animals she has at her work place and can tell she's a warm person. "And last but not least...Taehyung. Most people in the office just call him Tae or Tae Tae though."

I nod my head and bow to all three, but notice how when I lean back up Tae's eyes never leave mine. I ignore it because he's probably just staring so hard because I'm new. "Nice to meet you all. Please take care of me..."

"That'll be 25,000 won please." I say as I pull up on the side of the road.

"Okay, thank you for the ride young man and for listening to my life." The elderly lady says with a huge smile as she hands me the money before she exits the taxi.

I sigh, and pull back onto the rode right when my phone starts buzzing. My eyebrows furrow as I press my bluetooth. "Hello?"

"Son?"

"Dad, um why are you calling?" I ask, irritated since I now know my parents are the reason Yoongi has been homeless for 7 months.

"Why haven't you been to your apartment for almost 3 weeks now?"

I almost cause an accident as I stop abruptly right before I hit someone's bumper. "How do you know that?"

" I had someone watching your place for a while now and they reported that you haven't been back-"

"Wait, you've been watching me?" I question with an uneasy tone. Not only is the company watching me, but so are my parents? "Where are you now?"

"I'm at your apartment." I sigh.

"I'll be there in 15 minutes."

***
When I enter my apartment, I'm not shocked to see my dad sitting in one of the chairs at the dining room table.

"Dad."

"Where have you been? My men reported seeing you leave with a suitcase and your dog the last time they saw you."

I bite my lip as I try to think of an excuse. "With a friend."

"A friend or your ex, because knowing you- you would probably go back to him." He stands up as I roll my eyes.

"Even if I have been seeing him- that's my business. Dad, you and mom have to stop meddling in my life." I plead as he walks closer.

"Son, I only do what is best for you. There are only three things I care about in this world, my family, my company and money-"

"Is that why you kicked Yoongi out of the house?" My dad narrows his eyes as I straighten my shoulders. "Why did you do that? I told you I'm the reason we were getting a divorce. He was completely innocent."

"Innocence doesn't matter to me. I'm not going to pay for a house that you're not living in." He scoffs, "Besides, I'm not going to support a man that used to be married to my son. I was just glad you realized you weren't attracted to men."

I feel my heart clench and my body shut down. "How could you even say that knowing that- I told you we just weren't seeing eye to eye anymore. I could fall in love with another man." I say quietly.

"Jimin, you mean the world to me. Almost as much as-" He catches himself before he slips, but it's too late.

"What your stupid company?" I yell. "My life isn't worth as much as a building?" I feel tears threatening to come. "Well, guess what? I fucked Yoongi just a few days ago and I loved every second of it so screw you!"

He twist his lips to the side, "Jimin, where are you staying? I need to know where you are at all times. There are people that could try to use you-"

I almost laugh because I'm already being used. This mysterious company is already two steps ahead of my dad and to be honest. I would rather be at the Divorce House, winning money than being watched by my father.

I don't even give him the chance to finish speaking as I walk out my apartment.

...I hate my family.

***

Yoongi pov

Here I am sitting at my desk, irritated as hell. No matter how many times I asked Jimin to explain everything to me, he refused. After an hour of trying to coerce him, I gave up and spent the rest of the evening either watching TV or trying to figure out what the deal with this company was.

To no luck at all, I kept drawing blanks. They just seem like a random company that popped out of no where with no foundation. I can't even begin to unravel the depth of all of this which irritates me even more.

Then, another strange thing has caught my attention. Hoseok, he's not his normal cheery self today. He actually seems stressed about something. He's so consumed with his thoughts that I have to tap him every time to remind him to pick up the phone. I wait till break to bring anything up though.

"Hey, hoseok." He slowly turns his head to me. "Why are you so out of it?"

"Oh, uh- sorry, It's some personal stuff. I don't want to bother you with it..."

That sets off alarms in my head and I actually give him my full attention. "You don't want to share your personal business?"

He just hums in response and that's when I notice the bags under his eyes. "Are you sure?" He doesn't even bother replying this time.

What happened to him over the weekend?

A/N Well, this has been a busy week and a half. I've been studying for finals and taking exams and I'm almost finished. Just one more test. Not only that, purchasing tickets for the BTS trilogy concert was hard as hell! I couldn't get the ticket I wanted, but I got a ticket so bless up. Being thankful because some people didnt get any and others are selling there's for ridiculous prices so NAH.

But, anywho...until next time my lovely, patient Burritos! Don't forget to vote, comment and add to your reading list! Deuces!