Yoongi pov (Week 3: Tuesday)
I move my cereal around as I contemplate what happened last night...
I keep banging on the door as Jimin starts laughing, making a shiver run down my spine. I have never seen him like this. It's like he's lost it. I beat my hand raw against the door until I hear the knob turning. I back away as Jimin walks out with a towel wrapped around his waist.
He brushes by me and walks further into the room without making a noise. But, I can tell that his body is worn out.
Despite hating Jimin to the point of no return, I still care about his well being. I guess that's one thing I can't shake. No matter how much he screwed me over, I still can't stop caring about him.
So I do the only logical thing a resentful but caring ex husband would do, I walk behind him and pull him into my chest so his back is pressed against me. "I don't know what set you off like that...but remember we're in this huge mess together." I soothe as I hear him sniffle.
I can tell he's trying his hardest to keep himself together but he's already reached his breaking point. The one thing that irritates me even more is that I don't know anything.
I don't know what Jimin has been hiding from me. I don't know what's wrong with Hoseok. I can't figure out what's going on with this stupid house. I don't know what happened to Jimin today to make him lose it and I doubt he'll tell me. Everything is happening and I don't have any answers.
I just feel lost...
I bite down on my lip as my heart rate picks up. I have to calm down because it's obvious that Jimin isn't going to be the sane one here.
I'm actually shocked when he gets out of my grasp and walks towards the dresser. "I'm going to change and then go to bed. You can join me if you want or you can stay up a little longer."
For some reason his words just seem dead. Almost as if he knows no matter what he does, he won't be able to find peace.
I know that Jimin alone in this state isn't a good thing. Especially since he tends to overthink things. So I do the best thing at the moment and climb into bed and wait for him to come. I didn't even bother taking off my clothes or changing. I just waited for him and when he got adjusted in the bed, I wrapped my arm around his waist...
Jimin barely spoke this morning before he left for work and here I am staring at a bowl of soggy cereal. I push it aside and head for the door. I have to head out for work before I'm late.
***
"Hoseok, you feeling better today?" I ask as he plays with a pencil on his desk. He simply nods his head and continues to spin it around on his desk. "Do you want to talk about it today?""Yoongi, what would you do if..." He sighs, "Nevermind."
I scrunch my eyebrows together. I am not letting him leave me hanging like that. I have to know what is going on. I'm tired of being in the dark. "What would I do if what?"
Hoseok presses his lips together as he grips his pencil tightly. "If...you were scared?"
"Scared? Why would you be scared?" Hoseok turns to me fully and that's when I notice that his eyes are misted over.
Hoseok completely avoids my question and brings it back around. "What would you do if you were scared?"
I rub my eyes and reply with, "I would get help."
Hoseok just nods his head and when the phone rings again, he doesn't hesitate to pick it up.
Sighing, I turn back to my desk and take the person off hold that I've had waiting for a good 5 minutes. Yeah I know sue me, but I really can't stand this job...
***
Jimin povAs the day passes by, I just go through the motions. I stop when signaled and drop people off to what ever destination they want. I even nod along or talk to the chatty people I pick up. Of course, it's a mental strain to pretend that everything is okay when I just feel like curling into a ball and shutting down, but I push through it.
That is until I see Taehyung walking across the street right in front of my car. He doesn't seem to notice me as he crosses to the other side, but my heart is hammering against my chest and something tells me this Taehyung isn't a part of my imagination. He's the real deal.
When the light turns green I don't hesitate to floor the gas and speed away. I know I'm going over the speed limit, but I have to get away. I never want to be anywhere near that man...
"Hey, Amber wants me to explain the project we've been working on to you." I nod as Taehyung scoots his chair closer and pulls out some papers. "You're going to need to read through those."
He moves them towards my hands and I take them and put them on my desk. "Okay, I'll make sure to look over everything." Taehyung smiles at me and I tilt my head to the side. "Um...yes?"
"Nothing, you just look really cute when your serious." He flirts and I can't help the blush that covers my cheeks.
I flail my hands in his face and point at the ring on my finger. "I'm married- I really appreciate the compliment, but-"
I stop mid sentence as Taehyung grips my hand. "I saw your ring." I stare at him with my mouth a gape. He winks at me before opening up a new tab on my computer. "Lets get you started..."
A/N
Oh snap, things are starting to pick up. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter. Please comment, vote and add to your reading list if you would like.Welp, until next time my Burritos! DEUCES!
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