Jimin POV
• Rays of sunlight shone through the windows and into the brown room, where Jimin lay, fully awake. Actually, he had been awake for a few hours, scrolling through his Midi feed. It was too early to message Kook, since he might've been asleep.
"Park Jimin!"
The boy's gaze rolled to the sound, downstairs.
"Jimin! Come down!"
He smiled lopsidedly. It was his plain, older mother who was beautiful and caring.
"Your father's down here, too."
Jimin's smile faded at that. His father was living Hell. He worked so much that if he saw his son get run over, he wouldn't give a shit, and continue his call with his clients. When he wasn't working, he was drunk. And when he was drunk, he harassed.
"That fucker..." Jimin mumbled, and made his way downstairs, dragging himself with little motivation. Only the smell of the blueberry cream-filled pastry kept him going.
As he reached the last step, another smell wafted into his nose: cigarette smoke. His dad was outside with the tobacco.
The mother looked worried, and her voice was strained when she said: "Good morning. Sit down, love."
But, just as he was going to obey, his father shouted: "Get fucking ready for tonight, son. Your mum is going to keep you all night, moan-"
"Shut up! How do you call yourself my husband!" She demanded.
He just laughed bitterly. "I know you fucking like- Jimin, where the hell are you going?"
The front door had already slammed, hiding the sobs that came from outside. •
kook_aesthetix: hey
mochi🍡: aye
kook_aesthetix: wut goes on?
mochi🍡: the literal definition of shit.
kook_aesthetix: well fuck. wanna talk?
mochi🍡: nah. im gonna post some stuff.~.~
mochi🍡: at the beach. too aesthetic lmao
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mochi_memes: fUcK
putmochiinamuseum: read my fucking user
miniminnie: wow my crusty ass has flown off.
(1 reply) mochi🍡: u dont have an asskook_aesthetix: fUcKbOy ;)
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