A**hole (Jikook au)

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(Jimin pov)

I walk home with Jin hyung and told him everything that happens. Including what Jungkook had said. I finally got home. I took off my bookbag and flop down on my bed. I pulled out my phone and check the time, mom is working until 11 tonight. I wish I could help her but she doesn't want me to get involved with working and that's what she says everytime. The only reason why she's even working so hard is because of me. If I never came out of that stupid closet and told them I was gay...dad would still be here.

(Flashback)

My eyes widen as I saw my mom slap my dad. I could tell that he was surprised too. " WHEN JIMIN WAS BORN, YOU SAID YOU WOULD LOVE HIM UNTIL THE DAY YOU DIED! YOU PROMISE ME, THAT YOU WERE GOING TO LOVE HIM AND BE THERE FOR HIM NO MATTER WHAT! ARE YOU JUST GOING TO BREAK THAT PROMISE?! AFTER ALL THESE YEARS, WE SPENT RASING HIM AND LOVING HIM, YOU PLAN TO BREAK IT BECAUSE HE'S GAY?! NOTHING HAS CHANGED, HE'S STILL OUR SON! HE STILL LIKES CHCOOCLET CAKE ON HIS BIRTHDAY! HE STILL LIKES VANILLA ICE CREAM AND HE LOVES MUSIC! NOTHING HAS CHANGE!" My mom yelled with tears streaming down her eyes. Appa sat down with his hands over his forehead. "Jimin....please take your dinner and go upstairs. We n-need to talk this out....but! Please remember that...I love you and there is nothing wrong with you and nothing can change how much I love you." I nod my head before taking my dinner upstairs. Two hours later emmoa came into my room.

E-emmoa...is everything okay? I ask. I was scared. She engulfs me into a hug and cried into my shoulder.

"I-I love you. Remember that. I will love, even when, he doesn't. I love you, Jimin." she cried. I soon started to cry with her. My father had left and was never coming back.

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All of a sudden my phone started to vibrate. I look and saw an unknown number was texting me. I click on the text and began to read it. 

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Unknown: Meet me at my place, I'll send you my address

Jimin: Who are you?

Unknown: It's me, Jungkook...

Jimin: How did you get my number??

Jungkook: I ask your friend

Jungkook: Anyway...I'll send you my address. Come to my house so we can study and don't be late

Jimin: Can you say "Please?"

Jungkook: No.

Jungkook: Just get your ass over here

Jimin: Say "Please"

Jungkook: Will you stop this and just come over.

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Jungkook sent me his address but I just turned off my phone and went to the kitchen. This is his punishment for not saying please. He can do it on his own. I get up and make myself something to eat before starting my homework. After I finish I took a bath and waited up for mom to come home.

(Timeskip)

I was in the living room reading a book when I heard the door open. I quickly put down my book and walk up to my mom. I took her coat and bag and place them on the chair arm. She sat down at the table and I began to heat up some noodles for her. How was work? I ask her. 

"Horrible. I'm so tired." she sighed.

P-please...mom-, before I could finish my sentence she cuts me off.

"No, Jimin. I...don't want you to work. You should be able to go to school, learn and be happy without having to worry and stress about money or if we have enough money for next weeks dinner." I could see the sadness in my mothers' eyes. It hurt me to see the pain she was going through. I sat down at the table next to her. I held her hand tightly and look into her eyes.

I know mom but...I'm worried about you. I'm always worried about you. Please let me help you. I said but once more like all our other fights she just shakes her head.  The microwave stop and I took out the noddles and handed it to her with a pair of chopsticks.

"Go to bed sweetie. You have school tomorrow and don't worry about me I'll be fine," she said with a small smile. I let out a sigh before going upstairs to my room. I hate seeing her work so hard and stress herself like this. I wish I could help her.