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[143]

[143]

[Jongkook]

(Jungkook's father^)

I sighed exasperatedly as I headed towards the courthouse with cameras flashing all around me and people flinging themselves on the bodyguards around me in an attempt to get my attention. My name was being screamed in such a savage manner which almost made me outwardly grimace at their unrefined actions. Bodyguards roughly shoved the people who were violently attempting to get to me as I walked calmly into the courthouse, already knowledgeable on what the outcome of this case will be.

[Jungkook]
   
I know I'm not prepared. I know that.

I know Jimin is scared out of his fucking mind. I know that.

However, I also know that this child is the fruit of our mixed blood. Regardless of what the gender is, it will be evidence of my undeniable love for Jimin and vice versa. I know that for a fact.

I placed a quick kiss on the top of his head and smiled while looking down at him, the sweetness that I had held in my heart for him being all too prevalent for my chest to handle.

"..fuck, stop shoving me." Said a low voice in a soft mutter in order to not disturb us but both Jimin and I turned to look behind the bar to see Jin and Yoongi staring at each other intensely with angry eyes.

Jin had an offended look but neither of them seemed to notice that we were staring at them, "I'm not even touching you, you sissy,"

Jin yanked his arm back to cross them sassily while pursing his lips at Yoongi who kept the same naught expression, "Well then stop breathing next to me..!"

Yoongi pushed Jin a bit back with the littlest amount of force possible but Jin threw himself on the floor and rolled a few times before taking in exhausted breaths of disbelief, "OH MY FUCKING LUNA, YOU— YOU—"

Everyone was now looking at the dramatic scene Jin had just caused, something that was specific solely to him. Yoongi sighed and groaned before reaching a hand out to help Jin up, which he so gracefully refused by pushing himself off of the floor.

Jin scoffed and headed to behind the bar, slamming four beers on the counter with two in each hand like the experienced bartender he was, "I'm envious of those who haven't met you,"

Yoongi literally looked like he was about to drop dead on the floor right then and there before taking a seat on the barstool, grabbing a beer, "Well at least I'm not the human equivalent to a participation award,"

Jin clenched his jaw so tightly that his cheeks puffed out ever so slightly and the rest of us, Jimin, Namjoon, and I, took a seat at the bar.

"Listen, Yoongles, I'm a nice person. So if I'm being a bitch to you, then you need to ask yourself why," Jin snatched the beer from Yoongi's hand and pops the top off before sliding it back to him professionally.

Yoongi took the drink into his hand and lifted it to his lips but mumbled a short "I know" before taking a long swig. The both of them knew that Jin wouldn't back down, so it was smart of Yoongi to just let it be. Jin smiled in his success and gave both Namjoon and I a drink, purposefully missing Jimin. The last drink was for Jin himself, and he turned on the tv before taking a light sip. The news channel came on and we were faced with the face of my father. It was him in a khaki prison uniform, his hair lacking the hair gel that always seemed essential to his intimidating frame.

"Jeon Jongkook has been convicted guilty of the crime of plotting the murder Jeon Yein, the most loved woman in the entire—"

The TV was turned off in a second and it wasn't me, nor Jin. I looked at Jimin who was by my side who had the remote in his trembling hands, "We've gotta go,"

The only one who didn't know of what had happened the day my wedding was supposed to be on was Namjoon, who was completely oblivious to our awkward actions. I nodded and stood, Jimin and I waving as we walked out of the bar to head home.

[Jin]

It's been thirty minutes since everyone but Namjoon left. After the news with Jungkook's father was on the TV, everyone but Namjoon knew the reason why they were so mechanical. However, I don't think Namjoon even noticed at all because since I gave him that beer, he's been taking slow sips at a steady pace.

Yoongi left saying that he forgot something in his car that he had to drop off at his house and left soon after the couple, leaving it being just Namjoon and I.

He didn't move at all unless he was moving to take a sip of the venomous alcohol that he loved. It would be different if our silence was appreciated and comfortable, but no. He was looking at the wall in deep thought, not even taking my presence into his consideration. Even when we were on our shitty excuse of a date, he didn't seem to want to talk about anything and only talked when I was the one who was engaging conversation. It was annoying. 

"Am I just.. an alcohol provider for you?" I didn't dare look into his eyes which I was afraid would hold the same apathetic feelings.

"What?"

"I know you heard me. You only seemed to be interested in the bartender Jin who gives you free drinks when you're in a depressed slump because he's just so fucking nice," my anger was seeping into my tone, however, I didn't even attempt to hide it. I was upset and I was going to let him know, "I wanted there to be something between us. I thought I felt a spark for the first time in years since I lost my scent.. my pheromones.. my mate."

I didn't know that I had confided a piece of myself within Namjoon, although it was supposed to be the other way around. He was the one who was coming to me for advice. He was the one who cried as he told me his life story. He was the one who came running over to me after he lost Taehyung. 

But if that's all true.. then why was I the one to fall in love?

[author's notes]

guys. the namjin is coming into play.

which also means that the book is slowly approaching its bitter and sweet end. i am so grateful for you guys. just remembering that i have a purpose in life besides pleasing everyone around me is something that i find comforting. 

thank you for that.

thank you for giving me this will to live.