*some sad shit* occurs in this chapter, it's important to the story and basically the plot comes into place.
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The sun shined through the open window of park jimin's bedroom. today was his birthday. and he was still asleep with his boyfriend, min yoongi.
jimin yawned as he slowly began to open his eyes and wake up , his head in yoongi's chest. he looked up and barely opened his tired eyes. "yoongi ... yoongo boongo~" jimin whispered and stroked his boyfriend's cheek.
yoongi's eyes slowly fluttered open. "what is it jiminie?" he mumbled quietly to his small lover. "good morning." he smiled as his bare body held a bit tighter to yoongi's figure when he let out a small yelp.
"what's wrong baby?" yoongi laughed. "you still hurt from last night?" jimin sighed and hid his face in the crook of yoongi's neck. "yes, yoongi, i fucking hurt like a bitch." they laughed a little when jimin heard some noise from the living room , where the door was located . in fact, it sounded like the door opening.
"what the hell?" yoongi sat up with jimin's head on his shoulder as he rubbed his eyes.
"who's h-here?" jimin stuttered, as he was getting nervous.
"I dont-" yoongi was cut off by a feminine voice. "jimin! happy birthday! it's mom!" she sang. they heard footsteps in the hallway. "holy fuck jesus fucking Christ yoongi go under the covers." jimin pushed yoongi under the blankets as his mother appeared in the doorway .
"hey my boy! another year older, you're like, 16 now!" "yes, I know mom, please let me get dressed." he tried to say nicely . "oh yes dear bye bye!" she closed the door and headed to the kitchen .
jimin started freaking out and his vision got blurry, things turned darker, he was having a panic attack. "wait... i-"
and he fainted.
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jimin woke up in yoongi's arms. he had forgotten what happened and how he got here but yoongi was asleep too so it didn't matter. he closed his eyes again and breathed quietly, waiting for the sound of yoongi awakening.
he looked up to his boyfriend and kissed his lips softly, trying to wake him up. "yoonie wake up please." jimin mumbled. yoongi moved around in his spot and pulled jimin close again to kiss him. their lips moved against eachother and jimin hands flew to yoongi's locks of hair. yoongi held jimin's thin body close to his. jimin suddenly felt yoongi stop and look forward. "yoongi what are you looking at baby?" jimin asked. "uh..." yoongi trailed off. so jimin looked where yoongi was looking and his heart dropped.
standing in the doorway was jimin's mother.
"jimin what the fuck?!" his mother shrieked. "mommy... i-" she stood frozen at the door, yet she continued to speak angrily. "what the hell are you doing with that man? you can't do that! that's fucking gay, you know that you'll end up in hell for that!" jimin's eyes watered as he heard his mother's words. he knew she'd have to find out someday, but not like this. this was absolute shit.
yoongi held him closer to his chest as he began to cry but his mother got even more angry.
"get your hands off my son! you did this! you fucking made him a fag! you changed my son and you need to get away from him. he's not allowed to see you ever again!" she screamed. "now go get fucking dressed and leave my son alone." she scoffed and walked out of the room.
jimin looked up at his boyfriend and yoongi saw the red puffy eyes on his baby's face. he kissed his cheek and carried him to the bathroom , grabbing their clothes and getting dressed silently. they knew they'd be getting a talk.
jimin came out of the restroom and went to his living room, where his mom told him to sit down. yoongi came in soon after and sat with him.
ms. park sat down on the couch in front of the boys, who were too afraid to get close or touch one another.
ms. park was a single mother, her boyfriend left when jimin was born so jimin had never met his asshole father, which she was actually kind of happy about. she wasn't ready for a kid at 17, but either way, she was not going to abort. killing another human was wrong.
she didn't regret having jimin. and even finding out he was gay today didn't make her resent him. she was surprised and didn't want him to be homosexual, but it wasn't that fact. she just didn't want jimin to be abandoned like she was. at least, not at his young age where so many things could go wrong.
"jimin..." she said sternly. "you've done wrong. You earned this apartment that I help you pay for. earned it. now, you will be moving back home so I can keep my eye on you. if I ever see him again, there will be trouble. you will quit your job and only go out when I say you can." she stood up and grabbed her purse, slamming the door on her way out.
