тнє вєαѕт [YoonMin FF]

seven

Jsjsjsjskks i can't publish these until Friday-
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This chapter's pretty much a fill in on Jimin's life sooooo buckle up ig?
It's kinda short tho :,)))

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The two boys had headed home after the little blowout between the two and Yoongi trying to help them both.

Jimin couldn't help but be curious though, what was Yoongi? And why was he just in that cave? He and Jungkook used to play in that forest when they had first met, before it was closed off from the public. They never saw a trace of him. Come to think of it, why was it closed off? It wouldn't have something to do with Yoongi, would it? No, that's impossible. They never saw anything, so why would it have anything to do with him? Unless they just managed to avoid him every time they went there years back.

Strange.

Luckily for Jimin, his mother wasn't home yet, so he had the house to himself for god knows how long.

Honestly, a bit boring. If he were to do something creative like drawing or painting, he'd have to clean the area ten times after finishing up. He couldn't watch any movies as his mother had them all in her room, and he never dared going near his mother's room. Not to mention, the only TV's in there.

He couldn't do much.

The only option was to either lay around bored, sleep, or go back outside. Going back outside sounded much more appealing than the other two options, so he slipped his shoes back on and headed out. He made sure to put in his earphones as he stepped out, deciding on 'The Village' by Wrabel as his music choice.

He lip synced along to the song as he walked down a very familiar path, deciding to just ignore his ankle. Sure, it hurt like a bitch, but he didn't want any more attention after today.

"Well I've been there, sitting in that same chair, whispering that same prayer half a million times. It's a lie though, buried in disciples, one page of the bible isn't worth a life." Jimin whispered under his breath. This song spoke to him. It was almost like a friend, it was comforting. It told him that 'there's something wrong in The Village', that it wasn't always his fault. He liked that idea. It wasn't his fault.

Eventually he found himself at the beach, surprisingly, no one was there. To be fair, it was a colder day, but it's uncommon for it to be totally empty.

He took his socks and shoes off before walking across the sand, carrying them by his finger tips.

After a few minutes of walking, 'To Build A Home' by The Cinematic Orchestra came on as came closer to the water.

See, this was one song Jimin could and couldn't understand. He didn't know what a home was. He had forgotten what 'home' was meant to feel like far too long ago.

Now, this may be cliché, but it wasn't always like this.

He used to have a very happy but normal life. A caring but strong father and a loveable, gorgeous mother. And, of course, Jimin. The perfect, sweet little boy that made friends with every person he came across. He loved his life, it was warm, he couldn't ask for anything more. Nothing was wrong in any shape or form.

Until he turned 10.

His parents began to argue, yell, fight, etc. You name it, it most likely happened between the couple. Jimin couldn't quite understand what was happening at the time, but he knew it wasn't good.
Then, of course, a mistress came along.

His mother went mad when she found out about her husbands affair, she began to take out her frustration on drinking. This effected both her physical and mental state. She grew paler, scrawnier. Her wavy, raven hair grew thin and tangled. It's almost like she went insane, so much so that she almost killed the poor woman. But, this isn't what the court heard.

They received accusations of domestic abuse from Mrs. Park against Mr. Park, and of course, the man's always in the wrong. Mrs. Park received full custody over Jimin while Mr. Park's undeserving punishment was unknown to them.

Of course, Mrs. Park didn't get any better. She became physically abusive, growing to hate the boy she gave life to. She'd tell him it was his fault that his father went off with another woman, that he hated him.

This leads us to now.

Jimin doesn't understand the song, but he does. 

He sighed before walking away from the water and toward the forest. He wasn't sure how long he had been sat there for, but it was beginning to get dark.

So, why not pay a visit to Yoongi again?