yoongi stood from the table and made his way to the closet under the stairs. he opened the door and jimin made his way out.
they both walked to the table. yoongi could see the anger building up inside Mr. Park as concern appeared in Mrs. Parks eyes.
"hi mom, hi dad" jimin said softly.
"you see him too?" Mrs. Park asked Jiyoon.
jiyoon nodded. "i've been seeing him the whole time" she said slightly admitting to the lies.
"i don't want you here" Mr. Park said in a low tone, scaring jimin a little.
"b-" jimin was cut off.
"you died. or did you fake it you little bitch. see you fucking faked your death to watch as we all grew depressed and yet you never died. we all wasted our tears on you. w-" yoongi cut him off.
"he is dead."
"there is no way he is dead if he is standing right next to you. are you an idiot yoongi. he is alive. he faked his death"
"dad he never faked his death." jiyoon cried.
"please let jimin explain." Mrs. Park stated.
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babysitter || yoonmin
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