Divorce House (Yoonmin)

Lock and Debug

Jimin pov

Dimly lit street lights, light our path as we roll our suitcases down the narrow road. The walk is quiet, but our brains our on overdrive, plotting, thinking of how to get out of this. Our escape plan. Everything needs to go as smoothly as possible and I'm sad to say it but part of that includes help from my parents...

One could only imagine our sunken shoulders and dismayed faces as we stand at the porch of my house. The only noise in the background is Cupcakes panting as she snuggles against my leg. I lean down to pet her softly before turning to face Yoongi and Hoseok. "I think it would be best if I go in by myself."

Not missing how Yoongi's shoulders seem to relax, I give his hand a tight squeeze, "I'll make it quick." With a pat on the back from Hoseok, who doesn't fully understand why I'm so apprehensive and a small peck on the lips from Yoongi, I enter. The lights are still on as I remove my shoes and slid on slippers. 

One would think my house was a model home if it weren't for the fact that I could hear my parents arguing from a mile away. The harsh tone from my father and the bitter and pleading voice from my mother bouncing off the walls.

I ball my hands into fist and will myself to step further into the house. Turning the corning to their bed room, I wrap my hand around the cold metal handle and listen in on their private conversation. "You drove him away!" My mother yells and my father scoffs.

"Me? You're the one that couldn't stop pitying him? You think he liked the way you looked at him, all sympathetic like he would break if you touched him?" He states, letting me know that this fight is centered around me. Suddenly my stomach twist in knots as my mind races. I'm the reason my parents are at each others throats and I have people trying to keep me hostage in a house? 

I tune in again when my mother speaks up, "How else was I supposed to feel? He is gay in a country that shames homosexuals! I don't want my baby to grow up in fear of what someone might do to him!" Feeling my eyes prick with tears, I force myself to turn the knob and make my presence known. I shrink under their gazes that zoom in on me. Almost immediately my mother runs to me and smothers me in her arms.

"Jimin, where have you been?" She gushes, "I thought something bad happened to you." Her tears soak my shirt and I find myself feeling guilty. They had no idea where I was for almost a month and I just treated it as a secondary problem...

"I'm okay mom...I actually came here because I want to move back into my apartment, but I wanted the locks changed." At my words, my mother pulls back and examines my body.

" Did something happen? Are you hurt anywhere?" I put some distance between us as my father steps forward.

"I'm okay." I repeat.

"Then why do you suddenly want a new lock?" My father interjects while folding his arms, making me gulp. I exhale through my nose to gather my courage.

"I just need a better lock on my apartment door. One that can't be broken." I avert my eyes as his narrow. 

"Why do you need that? The locks on there are already pretty good." I refrain from groaning about having to go into more detail than I wanted.

" I'm just taking your advice about being careful." I answer, giving the bare minimal, praying that he won't ask anymore questions. He doesn't seem to buy one bit, but I'm thankful when he doesn't push for more.

"I can have someone come by to install one in the morning." I start backing up.

"Thanks- I-I'm going to go now." I'm not surprised when my mother rushes towards me again.

"Why don't you spend the night?" She suggest, making me take one look at the door and then back at her.

"He's out there isn't he?" My father interrupts and my face instantly heats up. I detach myself from my mother again while backing away.

"Yes, but I really have to go." I pull my sleeve down as my nerves sky rocket. "I-I'll come by to visit." Then as their argument replays in my head, I add, "And please don't fight. I didn't leave because of you two...I just needed space."

I don't give them time to reply as I run as fast as I can to the exit, grabbing my shoes and opening the door. I'm in such a hurry I run passed Hoseok and Yoongi. They immediatly follow my lead before slowing down when we are a few yards away from the house. "Did you get them to change the locks?" Yoongi asks as he rubs my back.

I breathe in through my nose as I hunch over on my knees. "Yeah, it'll be installed in the morning." I respond while slipping my shoes on.

"Okay, next on the list." 

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Yoongi pov

Jimin's apartment isn't anything too fancy. It's a one bedroom with a bathroom and a kitchen, but that doesn't mean that it'll be easy to find the cameras and microphones. I grimace at the amount of time it will take to get all of this done. Glancing over at Jimin, I can't help but laugh at the way his eyes are like saucers once the magnitude of what we have to do sets in.

"Well, let's tear this place apart." I say, receiving a whine from Jimin who doesn't find wrecking his apartment the least bit entertaining. I don't see why he's so attached considering he barely moved in. Matter of fact there are still unpacked boxes sitting in the corner.

I chuckle when Hoseok cheers and goes on his own personal manhunt starting in the kitchen. Then I see him opening the fridge. He must be checking- Okay, he's pulling out a slice of cake...It has to be weeks old by now though. My annoyance spikes when he stuffs the slice into his mouth. "I think the fridge is clear!" He says with his mouth full and I smack him upside the head.

"You idiot! We are not here to play games!" I yell and he pouts.

"It would be a shame to let cake go to waste." Shaking my head, I walk over to the counter and climb on top. I run my hand on top of the cabinets attached to the wall above and pull my hand away immediately when clumps of dust decide to make it their resting place. 

"Disgusting."

A/N Yay! An update~ Hope you all enjoyed and didn't get too emotional. Until next time my lovely Burritos, DEUCES!