| CHAPTER XXIV |
"On a scale of one to ten how badly did I fuck up?"
"I'm going to say eleven," Jin says as he sits beside Jimin on the couch.
"I'm such an idiot," Jimin groans as he lets his head fall back against the couch cushion. He's miserable and upset and just wants to cry out at how stupid he was... still is.
"You got too greedy with it, maybe you should've stuck to Yoongi, you genuinely liked him, right?"
"It's not liked its like, he's so sweet and nice. Sometimes he's obnoxious or most of the time but he makes me feel happy and all bubbly inside," Jimin smiles sadly.
"You fucked up big time."
"If it weren't for you giving me the whole sugar daddy idea," Jimin sighs.
Jin laughs as he stands up, grabbing his backpack. "Look I never forced you to play him, you made that decision yourself. Now I've got to run, my little cinnamon bun," jin winks as he slings his bag over his shoulder.
Once Jin slips out of the apartment, Jimin sighs as he looks at his phone. He only then sees a voicemail and his eyes light up when he realizes who it's from.
He presses the voicemail on his phone and waits to hear the message being left
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"Wait," Yoongi says as he pulls away from Hoseok briefly. They're in his room, currently almost completely undressed. A couple of more drinks and they are wasted.
"What's up?" Hoseok asks as Yoongi turns on his phone. It's the messy mind of his drunk self that wants Jimin to feel the pain that he feels at this moment that is only masked by the drunk, fine facade he has right now.
It's his sane thoughts that makes him want to make Jimin hurt like he is. Though if he was sober he wouldn't do anything like this, he wouldn't do something so mean and bitter back. Though he thinks it's the perfect idea now in his drunk state.
He calls jimin's phone and it luckily goes to voicemail, the younger probably having his phone on silent. When the voicemail begins recording, Yoongi turns to Hoseok who stares back at him.
He leans in to kiss at Hoseoks neck and straddle him and in the back of his mind, the sober thoughts are telling him to stop. The rest of him is telling him revenge is sweet.
Together it feels almost bitter sweet.
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Jimin drops the phone beside him as he covers his face with his hands. They're shaking as he reminisces the sinful sounds coming from the voicemail he recognizes so clearly. Along with lewd moans of Yoongi's name coming from someone else.
Jimin presses his palms against his temples as he gnaws at his lip. He doesn't know what to do. Jimin's mother walks in and he smiles. "Hi mom," Jimin says softly, his voice cracking slightly.
"I didn't see you at Yoongi's today, that's shocking," she chuckles and Jimin laughs nervously. His mother can tell that somethings wrong and she sits on the couch beside him, placing her purse on the coffee table.
"Okay tell me what's wrong."
"What do you mean?" Jimin asks, trying to act nonchalant.
"Jimin, I've raised you, you're my son. What happened?"
"I really messed up, mom. Yoongi hates me," Jimin says, leaning his head on her shoulder.
"Why do you say that? You two were so good together," she says, rubbing jimin's arm soothingly.
Jimin bites his lip as he weighs the option of telling his mother or not. She gives good advice and he decides to confide in her. She's more experienced with things.
"I did something awful," Jimin says,closing his eyes.
"And that awful thing was?"
"I cheated on Yoongi, with his friend and now he hates me. It was multiple times," Jimin says, covering his face with his hands.
"Oh Jimin, why?"
"I got greedy, mom. I'm awful. I feel so terrible because I like him so much and I hurt him so bad," Jimin says.
"Give it sometime and then confront him. When Yoongi gets angry or hurt he gets very sad and depressed, for a while. He's always been like that but when someone hurts him it gets worse," his mother says, running her fingers through jimin's hair soothingly.
"What do I do?" Jimin croaks out.
"You have to build up your relationship again. What I think you should do, you're old enough to make your own decisions so you decide but what I think you should do is tell Yoongi how you feel and tell him you want to grow your trust again, I mean if that's what you want."
"I do want it, mom. I want him but he hates me."
"You may think that now but there will come a day where he'll see you and not think about that, he won't hold a grudge forever and if you show him that he can trust you then things will look up from there," she says, ruffling his hair.
Jimin stands up from the couch as he stares at his mother determinedly. "Thank you mom, so much."
"Just till him how you feel now and time will take its course."
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