Dt. Asylum | Yoonmin

XI

Yoongi p.o.v.

"Jimin I love what you did with the place," My mom says as she and my dad enter the apartment.

"They are going to kill you, ruin your life again."

"Taehyung not now," I tell him nervous as i put my head onto my knees.

I hid in the bedroom ever since Jimin started cooking. I was scared to see them, talk to them or even be in the same house as them. I wasn't sure what they wanted from me. Why they wanted to see me, nor why Jimin was so dumb to agree to it.

"Jimin is going to make you go with you, he doesn't care about you."

"He won't! Jimin would never let me go! He promis-" 

"Yoongi, are you okay? You're parents just arrived," Jimin sighs, walking into the bedroom.

I shake my head, bawling my hand into fists.

"You're medication hasn't really been working well, should we get a higher dosage?" Jimin asks, unaware i had been lying to him for the best two weeks.

I hadn't taking my medication ever since the day Jungkook refused to look after me again, Jimin trusted me by myself. I tried to fight Taehyung as good as i could, but he was stronger then me.

"I don't want to see them Jimin, i'm scared," I whisper.

"Dinner isn't ready yet, i'll come get you in 15 minutes when it's finished okay? If you want to stay with me you have to tell them yourself, i can't do more than this," Jimin smiles, petting my head.

"Do they want to take me away from you?" I say, looking up at him, tears filling my eyes.

He nods in response.

"They can't!" I yell, slamming my fists onto the bed.

"Yoongi lower your voice, i don't want to have them asume anything."

I let my head fall back onto my knees again, quickly being left alone again.

"They will kidnap you Yoongi, hide from them."

"Don't be stupid, why would they want such a worthless son like me," I sniffle.

"To lock you back up."

"Go away, Jimin will protect me from them. I know he will."

I sit down at the dinner table, shaking because of how nervous i was. My parents were sitting across from me, staring at me in anticipation. Scared i bite my bottom lip, scanning their faces.

"How have you been sweetheart? We missed you," My mom smiles, take a sip of her cup of tea.

"She's lying, she hates you."

"If you missed me you could have visited me!" I exclaim, already angry at the way she was acting innocent.

"That didn't feel right to us Yoongi, we wanted to give you all the time and space to recover," My dad replies to me, the same fake smile covering his face.

Before i could reply to him i feel Jimin his hand caressing my thigh, shortly after that speaking for me, "Let's enjoy dinner, i understand it's probably very stressful for him now. So let's all try to be understanding."

I look over at Jimin who was still trying to calm me down. He turns his head to me, giving me a quick smile.

"They poisoned the food."

A cold rush goes through my body as i look down at my plate after hearing Taehyung his words.

"Jimin? I'm not hungry," I softly say, hoping he would not ask any questions.

"At least eat some of the soup," he answers, pointing at the bowl next to my plate.

Hesitant i eat some, trying to ignore Taehyung screaming at me not to.

"So Yoongi, the reason you mom and I came here is to ask you something really important. I want you to think about this really well," My dad starts, making my stomach turn.

I know what he was going to ask, and i also already knew my answer.

"We would like you to come live with us again," My mom states, almost sounding like i had no choice but to say yes.

I look up at them before turning to Jimin who was also waiting for my answer in anticipation.

"Do i have to?" I ask him, causing my dad to sigh annoyed.

"Yoongi it isn't up to me or your parents to decide this. You have to choose wether you want to stay here with me, or start living with your parents again. So think about it well," Jimin explains, his hand still on my thigh.

A long silence follows, making my parents impatient. I knew my answer, there was no doubt i was going to go back with them. They never treated me well, never cared about me. They made me feel like a monster, something Jimin would never do.

"So Yoongi, what's it going to be?" My dad asks once more.