Love or Force? (Yoonmin Mpreg)

Chapter 6

Hello! People. I haven't updated in so long, I know. No excuses. I was just lazy. Chapters are going to be short for a while because I don't want to make this story super long. I don't want to rush it nor drag it. Right now there is not many interesting things going on and that's why the chapters are short. They will get longer eventually. There is nothing big going on and I feel like if I put too many things that don't quite add to the plot, my story is going to drag on. That is also why I'm having time skips. To speed things up a bit but give you the juicy details as well. Hope you enjoy!

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A Week Later

Jimin's POV

I've been at Jin and Namjoon's house for a week now. Everything has been fine until now, but I haven't told them about the issue between me and Yoongi yet. I haven't even talked to him. I'm barely living. Even the most littlest things remind me of my Yoongi. My eyes start to water and I have the need to bawl my eyes out. I know what he did to me. It's called rape in a relationship. But no matter how much I wish I could hate him, I still love him dearly. My love towards him hasn't changed in the slightest. Only my trust towards him has been broken. He broke it. But trust can be fixed. I hope that someday we can do the same. Fix our trust. And therefore our relationship.

I barely have energy for anything. Even when I try to sleep or eat more or restrain from doing hazardous work, I still feel my energy being zapped out of me. I guess the recent occurrences have taken a toll on me. Either way I have been taking care of myself quite well. My hyungs have been worried about me. I think it's time to tell them. And I'm going to do that today. I just hope I don't become a sobbing mess in front of them. I'm not scared. But only because I know that they will support me through everything and anything. And I'm really grateful for that.

I've inhabited the guest room since the day I came here. I have only been out of the house to go to college. I have classes 3 days a week. Sometimes it's 4. Depending on whether or not I need extra credit or extra classes. I'm grateful that Winter break is drawing near. I just want to keep living in my own little bubble, until I can gather enough strength to do something with myself. My own little bubble will have no disturbances, unlike when Yoongi calls me or texts me. He contacts me nonstop but I just ignore him. I'm not ready to face him. Although it is nice that he lets me know that he still loves me and cares about me. That he is willing to do anything to get back together.

My ongoing thoughts are suddenly put to a stop when I hear the front door creak. Namjoon must be home from work. Confirming my assumptions is Jin. When Namjoon calls out for him, Jin is immediately there to greet him. Yoongi and I used to be like that. Warm liquid runs down my cheek. Fuck this. I'm crying again. I have to tell them. If I do not, I'll just wound myself more than I already am wounded. I've never been good at keeping my emotions below the surface. The situation that I am currently in proves this.

"Good evening, Jimin!" Namjoon says cheerfully. If only I could have that tone of voice.

"Good evening to you too." I reply.

Jin voices out his concern. "Jimin! Are you sure you do not want to tell us something? You're crying right now. I don't want to see you like that."

"Actually, I do have something to tell you guys." I all but cry out loud. I try to suppress my tears as long as possible. Even though I know that it's inevitable that I'll soon break.

"The night before I came here. Y-Yoongi. He ummm He r-r-raped me. He was drunk. I tried t-to stop him. B-but he w-wouldn't listen." I couldn't speak anymore. All the memories where coming back to me and I didn't want them to. I started bawling my eyes out when I felt a pair of arms embrace me. It was Jin.

"Shhhhhh. It's okay Jimin. It's okay. We'll figure something out. I promise. Everything will turn out just fine." Jin had a motherly tone to his voice. Namjoon was patting my back while Jin was hugging me. I felt warm and safe. Like nothing can hurt me. It wasn't the same though. It was nothing compared to what I felt when Yoongi hugged me. I hate to admit it but I miss him.