It wasn't going anywhere. Jin's voice was hoarse, and his eyes were red from all the crying he did. The past few hours have been a living hell for Jin. His father refused to listen to him, no matter how many times Jin pleaded and begged his father either refused or ignored him. From telling his father he didn't want to take over his company, to tell his father he was gay, nothing seemed to matter to his father. Everything went in one ear and out the other.
Jin strolled around the large house. He felt like a home, it looked like a home that's for sure. With Jin's childhood photos scattered everywhere, and Jin's memories trapped inside these walls. Jin would always remember this house.
Sure, it had a special place in his heart, but that space was very small. A home wasn't a home if no one you loved was in it. Growing up, Jin's father was never home. His mother thought his father was cheating and left. Leaving the home always empty. Except for Jin, and the workers. They hated Jin though, like all the kids that Jin went to school with.
Thinking Jin was a spoiled brat, made everyone exclude him. Even his own home wasn't his.
Jin promised himself, he would never do that to his own children. Never ever.
Jin saw his father sitting in his leather brown chair, a newspaper in hand, blocking his face.
"I'm leaving now,"
"No, you're not. You will stay here and take your training." The old Jin would've gone up to his room, but not this Jin.
"I can't stay here, I have someone at home waiting for me."
"What home? This is your home!" Jin's father didn't once look at him. He screamed at Jin, all while still looking at his newspaper. Clearly, it was more interesting than his own son.
"I love him. You can't change that. No matter how hard you try, I will always run back to him. I know he will there for me unlike you..." Jin sucked in a breathe. Trying to stop himself from crying and failing miserably, "I can't live with you anymore. I love you, but you're killing me. For my own health, I'm moving on. When you are ready to grow up and change yourself for the better. Then I maybe will allow you to re-enter my life, but for right now, please stay away from me. From Yoongi, from my friends, don't come near me or contact me." While Jin was breaking down in front of his father. His father still continued to read his newspaper. Still not even giving Jin so much of a glance. So Jin left.
This time, he made sure he wouldn't turn back. From now on, he moves on.
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Rain Puddles | A YoonJin Fanfic
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