Love or Force? (Yoonmin Mpreg)

Chapter 7

Hello! People from the other side! 

I finally updated after a gazillion years of  being totally inactive. I have no excuses. On a totally unrelated note I have been watching Abyss on Netflix and Theory of Love. I'm obsessed with both of them. I have a youtube channel in which I have been updating quite slowly (just like this story, sorry). I have a video up about my thoughts on Abyss Ep. 1 and 2. It's more like my reactions on anything in the kdrama that catched my attention.  If you guys are interested, feel free to watch, if you're not, then don't. I have to warn you though that there is little editing, there are parts of me being unintentionally cringey, a lot of over dramaticness, extraness, and fangirliness. So BEWARE. My youtube thing (channel) is called JOJI IN HER FANTASY. I'll maybe put a link later. But I'll appreciate it if you guys go watch it anyways. I'm planning to update this story at least once a week. I really don't want to drop the ball here. 

P.S. I know this is a short update. 

Week Later

Yoongi's POV

      I have been a total mess. Guilt is eating me alive. I've been thinking of what to do. I want to speak to Jimin but I know he's not ready and I respect that. If I tell him what I think happened that night I doubt he will believe me unless I show evidence. That's why I'm waiting for Namjoon to get the investigation done. He has updated me on how Jimin is doing. I want to be there for him. To take care of him. Jimin has always been pretty good about taking care of himself except when in an emotional state. He forgets about everything and I've always been there in those moments. Something I will definitely not get to do this time around.

      My plan is to get the results of the investigation before I confess what I did to Jimin to the police. I don't want to go to jail but I know what I did was wrong whether I was under the influence of a drug or not. I want to talk to Jimin before I do this though. I want him to know the truth. Whatever the truth may be. I want to see that he is fine and well taken care of by Jin and Namjoon until he has enough strength to move on from this. Which he will undoubtedly have. I don't doubt for a second that Jin and Namjoon will do everything in their hands to take care of Jimin and support him no matter what comes their way.

      At that moment a knock so loud was heard throughout the house, startling me. I hesitated. I wasn't in the mood for visitors and as can be expected from me, I haven't really interacted with the outside world since what happened two weeks ago. I had to open the door though. It could be important. I have also been expecting Namjoon to be here during this week to tell me about the progress of the case. Maybe it's him.

      I approached the door slowly and opened it. Speak of the devil. It was Namjoon. He had dark circles under his eyes. He looked like he might faint any moment now because of exhaustion. Probably from the lack of sleep he has had during these days. When he is working on a case, nothing can stop him, not even the sweet tentation of sleep. I don't know how he does it. Other than that, he looked normal. But there was this kind of urgency to his eyes that startled me. His eyes darted from place to place.

      "Hey, Yoongi. The case is in progress. All I can tell you now is that were about to crack the case. We just need a few more weeks to track down some things." Namjoon spoke up while entering unsolicited into the home I once shared with Jimin.

      "Oh, Thank god. I am itching to go and speak with Jimin. I need to see him urgently." I replied.

      "Easy there, tiger! Even if the case finishes earlier than expected, I doubt Jimin will want to speak with you alone. He's a mess just as much as you are right now." Namjoon said all the way from the couch that he was now sitting in.

      I finally closed the door and locked it with a heavy heart. I left the doorway to go to the living room a few seconds after. I just completely crashed on the coach. Tired of everything. As I usually am for the majority of the time. I sat next to Namjoon sighing and yawning. We sat there for a few minutes, both of us just in our own little worlds.

      "You took a blood test the day after you did the unthinkable to Jimin. The results came in yesterday. You were in fact drugged. The drug is infamous for clouding people's minds and screwing up their nervous system making them more susceptible and prone to mood changes, such as aggressiveness and anger. This drug is also commonly used for having sex as it has some agents that makes people go into heat or better phrased it makes them horny. It's called (insert drug name here)." Namjoon turned to me toward the end of his explanation.

      "I kinda already figured that. I remember somebody giving me a drink the day this whole thing happened. Now I actually have proof that I was drugged but I still need evidence to prove that somebody else gave it to me without my knowledge instead of the blood test solely insinuating that I myself took the drug just because. I think you get the point." I spoke back to him.

      "That's exactly what we're working on. We're still checking the footage of the bar you were at that night. We just got started on it today so we should get solid evidence of someone slipping that drink to you tomorrow." Namjoon finished before a ringing resounded in the living room from his pocket.

      Namjoon rummaged through his pocket and picked up his phone. He excused himself from the living room to take the call. He left for 5 minutes. Those 5 minutes were enough to rekindle my self hatred all over again but this time it came back 10 fold. Even with the semi good news I was still down in the dumps. This is not even the beginning. I just hope the outcome of this does not screw us over big time.

      There came a sound from the hallway. Namjoon came in tripping over his feet. This doesn't surprise me anymore. He has tripped so many times in my house. Just everywhere really.

      "I have to go to my office. They found something. It appears to show the exact moment where they slipped you that drug infused drink. Talk to you later. Bye!" Namjoon yells out and bolts to the door, slamming it roughly while on his way out. I just hope he gets what he needs in order to solve this.