The Kissing Booth [Completed] ✅

Chapter 23

SLAP!!! The sound reveberated around the room. Min Jee was beyond angry.

"You fucking moron! How dare you hurt my son! I should kill you with my bare hands right now!"

Do Hun rubbed his cheek. It stung like a bitch. "He's just knocked out, mam. I didn't mean to hurt him. He was struggling with us! He even bit me! What was I supposed to do?"

Min Jee tried to control her anger but it was very difficult with this sorry excuse of a man in front of her.

"You fucking idiot! He's unconscious! If I find that he's hurt permanently and suffers any pain because of your idiocy, I'll torture you so badly, your mother will wish she had aborted you when she had the chance!"

Do Hun flinched with the harsh words from his boss. "I'm sorry mam. I'll get the doctor." He ran off before she could physically harm him.

Min Jee walked over to her son. He was passed out on her bed. She ran her hand through his hair lovingly. Her beautiful son, Jimin. He was perfect. She still recalls the day he was born. It was the most precious day of her life. She smiled softly and kissed him on his forehead.

Jimin stirred slightly and moaned. He moved his hand to his head. He felt like he'd been run over by a truck. His head was throbbing in pain.

"Oh my baby! You're awake. Get the doctor now!" She screamed at her assistant, who ran out of the room as fast as his small legs could carry him.
He returned with the doctor and a worried looking Do Hun.

The doctor examined Jimin and placed a cold pack on his head where a lump had formed. He prescribed some medication for pain and told Min Jee to inform him if Jimin got dizzy or disoriented too much. She thanked him and he left.

She turned her wrath onto Do Hun again. "I'm going to rip your throat out!" She screamed and threw a vase at him. He ducked his head in the nick of time and it crashed into the wall behind him. He ran for his life.

Min Jee turned her attention to her son. She nursed him herself and by the third day, he was well enough to sit up and feed himself. The pain in his head was now a distant hum. Do Hun had been duly punished; no one had seen him since. Min Jee took no prisoners.

There was sounds of muffled shuffling outside her room door. Min Jee raised an eyebrow and went to investigate the cause of the discontent only to find an angry Jeon Jungkook with Kim Seokjin and Taehyung, in a heated struggle with her guards.

She waved the guards away and the struggling stopped.

"What do you imbeciles want?" She looked on them with disdain.

"We want our son back! What the fuck do you think? You can't just kidnap him and get away with it!" Seokjin was livid.

Min Jee laughed lightly. "Your son? Jimin is mine! He is my first born and my heir. You have no right to claim him as yours."

"Are you even listening to your own delusions? You know that both Jimin and Taehyung are mine and Jin's children, not yours! I'm their birth parent, not you!" Jungkook was fast losing his cool. "I want to see my son now! No! I demand to see him this instant!"

Min Jee stepped aside and allowed them to enter. Taehyung immediately ran to his brother and hugged him, placing soft, teary kisses on his cheeks.

"Poppet! I'm okay. See? But what happened to your head? Why do you have this bandage?" Jimin fingered the soft gauze material on Taehyung's forehead.

"Your mother's henchmen did that to our Taehyungie," Jungkook said, hugging his son closely.

"WHAT!? MOTHER!?" Jimin thundered.