Divorce House (Yoonmin)

Affection or...

Jimin pov (Week 3: Monday)

Now that I know more people are following me, I have to be extra careful about the Divorce House. After seeing my father I got back in my taxi and headed for a Subway that opened up recently here. I'm not a huge fan of Subway, but I only came here to figure out how to lead the two black cars that were following me away.

That is until Jin sits across from me at one of the tables. "Hi."

I frown at the sight of him here. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I noticed you were in quite a bind and decided to step in." He says matter of factly and I groan.

"You're going to help me?" I raise an eyebrow. "Aren't you evil?"

Jin let's out a slight chuckle. "Evil? Hardly, I just want to inform you that no cars that follow you will get to the Divorce House."

I swallow the lump in my throat as he continues to explain. "You can drive back to your job safely and drop off the vehicle. I can ensure you by the time you get on the main high way, no cars will be following." His eyes peirce mine and I find myself looking down as my hands grip the bottom of my shirt.

Just his presence has me shaking like a leaf. Jin is unpredictable. He's obviously been following me for a while and has no doubt that those cars will be gone in the next 30 minutes. What will he do to them?

"J-jin?"

"Yes?"

"What are you going to do to them?" I ask, barely above a whisper.

He stands up from his chair, "Take care of them. Now, why don't you take yourself back home and take a nice relaxing bath. That conversation with your father seemed very intense."

My heart hammers at his words and I bite the inside of my cheek. I can barely force my eyes to meet Jin's before he stands up and walks out the door. The chimes ring above the door, signaling that he's gone, but I stay glued to my chair, not daring to move an inch until 5 minutes later.

Everything happens in a blur as I exit the Subway, get in my car and start the engine. I look in my rear view mirrors to see the two black cars behind me as I pull off. I keep checking out my rear view every second until after the 10th time, they seem to have disappeared.

"...Jin."

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Yoongi pov

So I had no luck figuring out what the deal with Hoseok was and I still can't seem to get Jimin to talk. Everyone around me is acting strange and I don't know what to think. It brings me back to the month before Jimin and I got a divorce...

"Hey, I got us reservations to that new spot opening up." I say, knowing that Jimin will freak because he's been talking non stop about it.

"Oh."

I stare at him quizzically as he flicks through the TV channels. "Jimin, did you hear me?"

No answer...

"Jimin, is something the matter?" I sit on the couch next to him. "I'm here for you." I say as I gently take the remote from his hand and place it on the couch. However, Jimin doesn't turn to look at me. His eyes stay glued to the TV screen, almost in a trance.

I bite down on my lip at how tense he is and pull him into my arms. "You're scaring me a little. What's wrong?"

I hear him let out a shaky breath and I hug him tighter. "It's nothing to worry about...work was just stressful."

"How so?"

Jimin pulls back and I immediately feel a hole between us. "Nothing for you to worry about." And with that, he gets up and walk out the door leaving me even more confused and almost frightened at how he just shrugged me off...

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Jimin pov

When I got back to the house, I did exactly what Jin told me to do. I went to the master bedroom, stripped and took a hot bath. I must have sat in that water for hours spaced out because when I finally came too, the water was freezing and my hands were pruning.

"Need a little help drying off?"

I turn to see Taehyung standing by the tub, with a plain black t shirt and jeans on and a flirtatious smirk playing on his lips. "Get out of here."

"Why? I know you want me. You always want me."

"No!" I throw the bottle of shampoo at his figure, but it passes right through and hits the wall.

"Silly Jimin. I know you want me because even when I'm not really here." He steps closer. "I'm here."

And just like that he's gone.

My hands begin to shake as I realize that I just imagined all of this; Tae being here. I run my hands through my hair and scream. I let everything out and ignore Cupcake barking on the other side of the door.

It's all my fault!

None of this should have happened!

I should have told Yoongi when it started.

If I had just been braver- but now I can't tell him because of this...this cursed house!

"Jimin, open the door!"

My screams catch in my throat as Yoongi bangs on the door. "Why did you go silent? Come on, open up."

It almost sounds like he's begging now. I can hear the desperation in his voice. The way he wants to be on the other side of this door. What does he think I'm going to do? Hurt myself?

Then, I do the most absurd thing. I start laughing. Not just a slight chuckle, but a full belly laugh that has me hunching over gripping my stomach in pain.

"Jimin!"

I continue to laugh as I realize how messed up everything is. My parents are horrible people, the one person I love hates me, I got a dog to fill the hole, I'm being stalked by a company that I have no idea about and I'm just a silly pon doing what ever they say.

I pant for air as I gain my bearings again. And in the most bone chilling voice ever, I say the words I was scared to admit.

"My life has turned to hell."

A/N

Aye, so I updated...

I'll let what just happened in the chapter sink in a little. Go ahead...ponder a little. Yes, that really just happened.

I hope you guys all enjoyed and have a great day. P.s I'm finished with my first semester of college so I get to go on break for a month! Yay! Until next time, deuces!