Soju Shots • Y.min (discontinued)

XXVII

Jimin snuck out of his room and into the kitchen to go grab a snack. He was afraid to go back out just in case his mom was still home. Muji was sitting on the couch, Jimin avoided looking at her. He reached for the fridge and Muji grabbed him by the back of the shirt and pulled his back against the counter.

"You're a fucking bitch you know that? I fucking hate you, you're fucking worthless," Muji held onto his by the shirt, keeping him in place. "Yoongi doesn't fucking love you, he only likes your body. You're so fucking blind."

"W-why would you say that to me?" Her harsh words bore holes into Jimin's heart, tears threatening to leave his eyes. "You're in n-no place to put your hands on m-me," Jimin tried to pry her hand away from his shirt.

In turn she threw a quick left hook, hitting Jimin hard in the cheek. He stumbled over the the side and cowered away from her on the floor. "Get up you little bitch," Muji growled. Jimin covered his face with his hands so she couldn't see him cry. "Get the fuck up you pussy!"

Jimin got off the floor, still keeping his face covered. "Go away!" He screamed at her. "Go away!"

"Listen to me, if you tell mom about what happened, I'll make your life a living hell," she growled at him.

"You already make my life a living hell!" Jimin shoved her out of his way and sprint into his room. He slammed the door and leaned a chair under the doorknob so she couldn't get in. Jimin got into bed and hid underneath the covers.

"I hope you know that I'm gonna tell mom that you pushed me... for no reason at all," She had a bitchy boo hoo tone that laced her voice. "Goodnight Jiminie!"

Jimin curled in on himself and sobbed against his knees. He heard his phone start ringing. He wiped his eyes off and looked at who it was...Yoongi. Jimin declined the call and prepared for a million texts and calls asking if he was okay. He turned his phone off and put it beneath his pillow.

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It was the next morning and Yoongi hadn't heard a single word from Jimin and he wasn't reading his texts. He decided to go visit him to make sure he was okay.

He ran up to the door and knocked a couple times. The door opened up, it was Jimin's mom. "Hi Ms. Park, is Jimin ho-."

"Jimin's in his room," She said in quite a rude tone. "He won't open his door."

"Oh. He won't answer any of my calls or texts I was getting worried. Is he okay?" Yoongi asked.

"I think you would know Min," She pointed her finger at him, poking him in the chest.

"W-What do you mean?" Yoongi was genuinely confused. Why would he know anything about Jimin hiding in his room.

"I don't want you putting your disgusting hands on my son!" Ms. Park shoved Yoongi back. "I don't want to see your face here ever again."

"What do you mean? I-i have no clue what you're talking about?" Yoongi held his hands out in confusion.

"Don't bullshit me! Muji told me what you did to him! Get off my property or I'll call the cops."

"Muji? I haven't seen her since we all had diner together. Can you tell me what it is I did because I don't know."

"She saw you hit Jimin, now leave. I don't wanna see you ever again! Go!" She closed the door on Yoongi.

Rage filled him, he would never hit Jimin. Yoongi ran around to the back of the house. "God which one is his?" He said to himself while he peeked in through the windows. Bingo. "Jiminie," Yoongi tapped the window, trying to get the boy's attention. "Jimin open the window," his taps turned into light knocks before Jimin finally noticed.

Jimin got up from the bed and clambered to the window. He opened it up. "Why are you here?" He sniffled and wiped his nose on his sleeve.

"I came to see you. Your mom wouldn't let me in. She kept saying that Muji said I hit you. What's that about?" Yoongi asked.

"What? That bitch," Jimin opened the window all the way and popped the screen out. "Climb in, hurry. And be quiet."

Yoongi climbed into the room, trying not to his his head against the window. He got inside and closed the window, leaving the screen out. "Jimin! What happened?" Yoongi grabbed Jimin by the face and gently ran his thumb over the darkening bruise on his cheek.

"Muji hit me last night. I-I think she blamed it on you so she wouldn't get in trouble," Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi and hid his face in the crook of Yoongi's neck.

"Baby you need to tell your mom. I can't have her thinking that I was hitting you," Yoongi ran his fingers through Jimin's hair to calm him. "Please Jiminie."

"Okay, can you stay in here though?" Yoongi nodded. Jimin let go and removed the chair from under the doorknob. He opened the door and went out to the living room to face him mom.

"Jimin! Oh my goodness, is that what he did to you?" She ran up to Jimin. "He tried asking for you but I told him to leave. I knew he would do something like this. He isn't a good person Jimi-."

"Muji did it," He said in a firm tone.

"What? No, Muji told me that Yoongi had hit you. Are you lying to me?"

"No she was! She told me that I was a bitch, that sh-she hates me! She told me I was worthless! She said that Yoongi didn't love me! She said that she would make my life a living hell if I told you! Muji did it mom! Muji hit me, not Yoongi!"

"Jimin. You aren't lying to cover him up are you? If you are we're gonna have a big problem."

"No! I haven't seen Yoongi since he dropped me off! It was Muji! She hit me in the face! Why would I ever lie about that?" Jimin was filled with so much rage. He wanted to run her over with a semi truck.

"Okay, I'm going to have a talk with her an-."

"No more fucking talks! I hate when you say that! Oh I'll talk to her, I'll do this I'll do that! Kick her out already! I don't fucking want her here anymore! She's the worst person in the world! I hate her! I hate her!"

"You watch your fucking language young man! Go to your room! You are grounded. No tv, no phone, and definitely not allowed to see Yoongi."

"What! No! No you can't do that!"

"I just did, now go bring me your phone, now!"

Jimin stormed off into his room. He closed the door and grabbed his bag. "We're leaving," Jimin threw clothes into the bag and took his phone out from beneath the pillow. "Let's go."

"Woah woah woah, where are we going?" Yoongi asked.

"Away, now lets go," Jimin opened the window up and hopped out. "Hurry up."

Yoongi jumped out as well. Jimin closed the widow and put his bag on his back. "You aren't running away are you?"

"We aren't running. We're driving," Jimin ran into the front yard and got into Yoongi's car. "Hurry up and start it we've gotta go. We can't go to your house, they will look for me there."

"Jimin you shouldn't do this."

"I don't care what I should and shouldn't do. Let's go get your stuff and find somewhere to go!" Jimin slapped his hand down on the dashboard. "Hurry!"

"Okay, I think I know where we can go."

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Told yah shit would get wild 🤪

Also I have school in six hours and I don't wanna go. I want it to be winter break forever. Anyways ily guys okay bye I'm going to bed 💜