Divorce House (Yoonmin)

It Starts Now

Yoongi pov (Week 4: Monday)

Act natural. We have to make this go as smoothly as possible.

I rub my eyes as I try to stay awake. I've been sitting at my desk for the past four hours planning everything out and imagining different scenarios. The calls in between each thought make me wish that I didn't have to be here. I would much rather be with Jimin.

After being robbed of 7 months of our marriage, I want to make up for it. Stay with him longer and just be able to hold him. I don't want him to suffer alone anymore. That's why we have to get out of this mess that I forced him into. I squeeze my eyes shut as I recall how I practically told Jimin he had no choice but to sign the papers because he owed me.

I'm such an idiot. Somehow sensing my distress, Hoseok rolls over to me. "Hey, relax."

I put my face in my hands, "It's not that easy. How would you feel if you found out that your ex husband sacrificed his own happiness for you?"

Hoseok scratches his head, "I would make sure that I was happy so he would believe it was all worth it, not mope around and wallow in misery." I narrow my eyes at him. Hoseok would be the one to think that just living my life would fix everything. 

"Being happy doesn't sound fair." I grumble and he laughs while smacking my back.

"It is when you can be all smiles and rainbows together." He winks at me and I roll my eyes. "Let the past be the past and move forward with your life. Stress is not attractive."

I  frown, but for some reason begin to take his words into consideration. Maybe he's right...

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Jimin pov

I stretch my legs as I get out of the Taxi. Sitting down all day puts a toll on your body and I'm reminded every day. I've lost track of the times my legs have gone numb and I'm starting to think one day they won't be able to function.

Oh no! What if I have to get them amputated because they lose all feeling and I'll have to rely on Yoongi to help me around? What if Cupcake has to walk herself because Yoongi doesn't want too? No! Then, she'll get run over and I'll have to plan a funeral-

I start biting on my thumb nail as the worst case scenario sets in...I'll have to wear diapers.

The sound of a car honking pulls me out of my thoughts and makes me realize I'm standing in the middle of the parking lot. I side step closer to the side of the pavement and walk passed dozens of orange taxi's before making it to the main building. I have to return the keys before I'm free for the rest of the day. It's a little passed five right now, meaning that Yoongi should be heading back with Hoseok.

 I exhale deeply to calm my nerves before finding the hook with my number and placing the keys on them. Then, I clock out and say a quick good bye to my boss. However, I'm stopped by a familiar voice.

"Going so soon?" Standing in the door way to the exit is Jin. He has his arms folded as a smirk plays on his lips. 

I gulp as my armpits begin to sweat, "My shift is over...why are you here?"

Jin walks over to me so we're only a few inches a part. Then, he looks down at me like I'm a pest, making me avert my eyes. "You and Yoongi seemed pretty cozy at that club? What were you talking about?"

My insides hug each other as my stomach flips over. They must know something is up. I knew this was a bad idea. They're already a step ahead of us. The plan was over before it even begun and- wait...he asked what we were talking about. He doesn't know yet. I straighten my shoulders and smile. "I don't know what you're talking about. Hoseok thought it would be fun to go to a club."

Jin's eye twitches and I swear I can see the souls he's devoured swirling in his dark brown eyes. "Just remember that you can't win if you don't follow the rules," then as quickly as he showed up, he left. I exhale and have to hold my legs to stop them from shaking.

Jin is by far the scariest dude I have ever encountered...other than Taehyung.

I wait another five minutes before running out of the establishment and high tailing it back to Yoongi and Hoseok. It takes me a good thirty minutes to get back considering all the foot traffic and the crowded subway station. However once I reach the front steps, I bust through the doors and run straight to Yoongi and practically tackle him.

He stumbles back a little as he wraps his arms around me, "Hey, what's wrong?" 

"We have to leave now." I say into his shirt and he pulls away.

"Why? what happened?" I wipe the sweat from my forehead and play with my fingers.

"Jin showed up at my job asking what we talked about at the club. We have to pack now." I grab Yoongi's hand and start marching towards the stair case. "Just throw your clothes in a suitcase and lets go."

Yoongi digs his feet into the ground, stopping me mid step, "Okay, let me just let Hoseok know. Let's regroup in 15 minutes." I nod my head and run up the steps while he runs down the hall. I go to our room and grab my suitcase I came with out of the closet and fling it open. Then I go to the drawers. I take hand fulls of clothes and stuff them inside before taking my clothes off their hangers and throwing them in. 

I even take clothes out of the dirty hamper and toss them in. I can always clean them later. Yoongi made his appearance half way throw my rampage in the room and started packing. By the time we're both done, the draws are hanging out and empty; the closet is bare and the room looks like a tornado went through it.

We both drag our bags down the staircase and meet Hoseok and Cupcake at the front door. "Well, this is it." Yoongi says and we all take one final look at the house. "No turning back now."

I lace my hand with his and he gives me a reassuring smile. Meanwhile, Hoseok opens the door and leads the way out. This is only the beginning.

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Third pov

As the sun sets, two men stand in a dark room. One stands with the utmost authority while the other, a subordinate reports in. "Should we stop them?"

Cracking his knuckles, the man in charge pats the impatient subordinate on the shoulder. "No. It won't matter." Walking past him and towards the window in the closed off office; he pulls the blinds down. "They will all get what they deserve."

A/N You guys can't see me, but I have the creepiest smile on my face right now. Also, sorry for the late update. My next semester of classes have started and I had to get situated. Bruh, I already have a headache! Hope you all enjoyed the update and until next time, deuces!