COME TO ME | PJM

Chapter 58

Warning: Adult content ahead ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

After the fight with Y/N, Jimin dragged himself to Jin's office, feeling incredibly defeated. He never really talked about his feelings and he couldn't help but feel frustrated over it.

Of course Jimin cared about Joon Min, he just didn't know how to show it. He has basically been living on his own all his life. He never received any parental attention or love. It was natural for him to be unable to show affection. Jimin never had anyone to look up to, as his parents weren't good role models either. Ever since he was young, they never had time for him. Instead they were always busy doing their own things, and when he was old enough, they just gave him all the responsibilities of Park Company. At least that is what he does best.

Grandma was also never there for him as she was busy handling Park Company. When he was younger, Park Company had lots of problems. She simply had no time to pay attention to Jimin amidst all the chaos. Nobody ever cared about his life back then, so why is everyone pushing themselves into his personal business now? All the sudden they think it's okay to control his life and his feelings, and that annoyed Jimin greatly. 'Why now? Why does everyone care so much all the sudden?' Jimin thought to himself, sighing deeply.

"What is happening to you?" Seokjin eyed Jimin worriedly, who was sitting in front of him, eyes closed while massaging his head. He looked like he was in deep thought, eyebrows furrowed tightly.

Jimin has never felt loved, nor has he ever loved anyone before. But now his mind could only think of Y/N. Sitting upright, he looked at Seokjin. "Let's get a drink"

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Y/N stirred awake to the sound of her phone ringing.

Groaning, she reached over to grab her phone desk, checking the caller ID. 'Who the hell is calling me at this time?' She muttered. She was finally having a decent rest for the first time in a few days but it was already being interrupted. The bright phone blinded her momentarily as she tried to focus on the name on the screen.
'Jimin'

Y/N immediately sat up, startled. It's the middle of the night, why is he calling all the sudden? A million thoughts ran through her head. 'Should I answer?' she hesitated. Her finger hovered over the answer button. Taking in a deep breath, she sighed. 'Fuck it.' Y/N pressed answer and put the phone to her ear. "Jimin..."

"Y/N, it's me." Y/N blinked in confusion. It wasn't Jimin's voice. Staying silent momentarily, she thought about it for a while before finally recognizing the voice. "Seokjin?"

"Right, did I wake you? Sorry to ask this of you but can you come and pick Jimin up?"

Y/N pulled the blanket off and pushed her tired body off the bed, standing up. "What happened to him?" she questioned, slightly worried.

"He is drunk, we're at the bar downtown. I can't drive him home because my wife is feeling unwell and she asked me to go home now. But if you don't have time then I will call Taehyung...." Seokjin's voice was somewhat hurried.

Y/N hesitated a bit. "Alright, I'll go now, please send me the address."

Hanging up the phone, she hurried to change her clothes. Throwing on a coat and a pair of boots, she grabbed her car keys and walked to the garage.

Plugging the address into the GPS, Y/N pulled out of the driveway. She has never been to the area before, but Jin was thoughtful enough to ask a waiter to stand outside the bar and wait for her arrival. Pulling into the parking lot, Y/N approached the man standing in front of the building. " Mrs Park?" he asked.

Y/N nodded. "Where is he?"

"Mr Park is in there, come with me."

Y/N followed the waiter to a private room. She couldn't help but be shocked by what she saw. Inside the room, empty bottles littered the table and even the floor. Amongst the mess, Jimin lay on the sofa, unconscious. It was clear that they drank a lot of alcohol.
Jimin had his eyes closed, his arm slumped over his forehead. Beside him lay his coat which he had taken off. Y/N noticed that Jimin had unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, exposing his collarbones. His tie was missing, but Y/N was unable to find it anywhere.