Divorce House (Yoonmin)

Proof=Truth

Yoongi pov ( 11:45 pm)

When I get back to the house, I kick my shoes off and walk inside. I head straight for the couch and throw myself face first on it. My exhaustion is at an all time high. Faking smiles and exerting myself is tiring and to wind down a bit, I went out to get drinks.

After two cups of beer, I was feeling a slight buzz but I just decided to stay there and sort out my thoughts instead of coming back here to face Jimin. I know we left things in a bad position, but I really don't want anymore headaches and dealing with his selfishness is not a part of my plans.

For all I know he could have went out to party when we got a divorce.

"Nice to see that you're back." I scoff. "I was getting worried considering that Jungkook left a mission for us to do in 10 minutes and I had no way of contacting you."

I wave my hand and nonchalantly say, "My bad. Am I supposed to care?"

"Um, yes? Don't you want to make sure everything goes perfect so you can get your money?" I press my face into the cushion for two more seconds before lifting myself into an upright position.

"Yes, so what's the mission?" I answer while putting up air quotes.

"We just have to turn the TV on at 12 and watch it. Apparently, it's supposed to help us work out our problems..."

"I highly doubt it." I mumble, as he passes me the letter and I skim it over. "This is bs. I highly doubt what ever they're going to show will ever make me stop hating you."

Jimin rubs his chest for a moment as his ears turn red. "Yoongi, please can you stop with the harsh words. It hurts..." When I notice him blinking back tears it almost makes me want to take it all back, but my words catch in my throat. If I do that then Jimin wins. He always wins. He got out of this divorce a million times better. He still has a family to go too. He didn't lose as much as me...

"I'll stop saying those things when you stop being as terrible as the rest of your family." I see Jimin's lips tremble and I immediately turn away. "Its twelve."

I click the TV on and sit back in my seat as Jimin chooses to stay standing. My eyes widen at what's displayed on the screen. Its a night vision of Jimin in his parents house, laying on the bed in his basement.

I turn my head to Jimin and see a tear slip down his face as he stands in shock.

"What did I do?" His voice projects from the screen and I focus back in. "I'm sorry Yoongi...I didn't mean it." He sobs into his pillow. "I-I take it back."

My face scrunches in confusion and it doesn't get any better when I look at the date... March 11th...

"That's the day we got divorced." I whisper. "Jimin, what is-" I'm cut off by the screen changing to something else. It's Jimin in front of his job, pacing the sidewalk. This one was taken the day before our divorce. I watch as Jimin rubs his hands on his jeans and bites on his nails before entering the building...

This doesn't make any sense. Jimin was so happy to get the divorce...

"Hi, this is Jimin. Sorry I couldn't make it to the phone right now. I promise I'm not ignoring you. Especially not my beautiful husband." I smile at the voice message, but frown when I remember that this is the 10th call.

It's already really late at night and Ji-

I hear the door click and in comes Jimin. When he sees me he looks down before meeting my eyes again. "Where have you been? I was worried about you."  I say as I walk over to him. When I try to hold his hand he moves it away, making me give him a quizzical look. "Baby, what's going on?"

"I want a divorce."

I take a step back and give Jimin a once over. His eyes never leave mine and there's not a hint of the timid Jimin that I'm used too. His eyes hold no warmth and I can see his lips curling into a smile. "I met someone else. Someone better-"

"Jimin, stop." I run my hand through my hair and squeeze my eyes shut. "This can't be happening." When I open my eyes back up, I pull Jimin into my arms and stare him down as my eyes water. "You're lying. The Jimin I know wouldn't cheat- you wouldn't do that to me."

"Yoongi, I've matured and I realized that I want someone that has more to offer. I mean what does your family name have? Nothing- you mom is dead-"

I plug my ears, refusing to believe that this is Jimin speaking. This can't be Jimin. "Yoongi, I'll let you keep the house...here I'll leave the papers for you to sign on the table."

Not knowing what to do, I let him leave the room and lock himself in the bathroom. My eyes sting with tears as I stare at the legal documents on the table. Why is he doing this?

"Put your shoes on." I order as I head to the door.

"What? Why?" I grunt and pull him with me.

"We need to go somewhere. Now!" I see him flinch, but I ignore it and shove his shoes into his hands. "You either put them on or you go barefoot."

As if shocked into movement, he quickly laces them up. Once he's done, I open the door and he follows me out. "Y-yoongi, where are we going?"

"A place with answers." Jimin stops abruptly and I press my lips together.

"Yoongi, you're scaring me." He rubs his arm. "I-If you're confused about the videos," he pauses. "I had a reason for-"

"Shut up and walk." I continue to move forward and check to see if he's following me. He is but he keeps a gap between us. It takes another 10 minutes until Jimin realizes where we're going.

"Wait, please not there." He pleads, but I push his voice to the back of my head. "Yoongi, I can't go back there."

"Well, you have too." I grit out and grab his hand so he can't run away. As I forcefully make him walk, it takes us another 7 minutes to get to his job; Graphics For the Next Generation.

By this point, Jimin is full on sobbing. "Yoongi..."

"Stop crying and tell me why this place has such an affect on you!"

"I can't Yoongi. I really can't tell you or else this," He waves his hands in the air, "Is all ruined."

"What- the divorce house?" As if everything clicks, I connect that his mission must be preventing him from saying anything. "Jimin, did you really want to get a divorce from me?"

He shakes his head, "No."

I feel my own eyes prick with tears. "Then, why go through all of this?" I crouch down on the floor and bury my face in my hands. "This doesn't make any sense."

Jimin's hand rubs my back and I exhale deeply. "I love you so much and it hurt to do that to you, b-but I had to do it. Just know that- I had to do it."

A/N Aye another update to start the New Year's right. I hope you all are even more confused than you already were. Until next time, deuces!