Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Two

"Please leave." Jin got out of his chair and demands of Jimin; he couldn't believe he had stayed back for this pervert.

Jimin smiled and leaned back into the chair so he could get more comfortable. "I was joking love; I just wanted to see if you were the right person for me to be here sharing my thoughts with. I am surrounded by too many people who want to fuck me or be with me daily because of who I am, and I just needed to make sure you weren't one of them."

What are you a prostitute?

"I didn't like your joke. Here in this office, we keep things professional. I am not sure what kind of life you live, nor do I care to know, if you are here for counseling, then please let this be only about counseling." Jin sat back down in his seat and had a stern look on his face; he was not smiling with the man before him, as he found his behavior to be very disrespectful.

"What about outside of the office?" Jimin pinched the bridge of his nose to hide the smirk that had formed on his face. He could tell he had angered Jin, but he would be lying if he said that Jin didn't look sexy while being mad.

"What did you just ask me?"

"Nothing, I asked nothing. So if I have an addiction, is there something you can do to heal me of my addiction?"

"Well, it depends do you want to be healed from this addiction of yours? The only way therapy will help if you are openminded and want to be recovered from whatever you are addicted to."

"What if I am addicted to more than one thing?"

"It's like I said you have to be openminded to want to break free from whatever your addictions are."

"I see, so, let's say hypothetically I am addicted to sex and being in this room with you makes me want to have sex more than anything else, what would suggest that I do?" Jimin runs his tongue across his lips and licks them while staring at Jin.

Jin rolled his eyes but composed himself, "I would tell you to find yourself another therapist to deal with your addiction, but hypothetically, of course." Jin gave Jimin a tight lip smile. "Anyway, times up, if you are interested in seeing me again, please see my assistant out front and schedule an appointment. And if you do plan on returning, please be serious next time, I don't have time to waste." Jin got up and walked out of the room, leaving Jimin by himself.

"Don't give him any availability when he comes out here and lock up before you go home. I need to go; I am already late." Jin says to Namsuri and walks out of the building.

******

"Appa, I was waiting for you for a very long time," Hana said to her father as they walked out of her school.

"I know, Appa is sorry. I will make it up to you, okay?" Jin held his little girl's hand and smiled at her.

"Can I give the baby a hug?" Hana pulled her hand away from Jin and looked at him. Jin laugh, "sure, give the baby a hug."

Hana tiptoed and hugged her Appa's stomach giving it a kiss. "how long before I see the baby?"

"In six months you will get to meet the baby, okay?"

"Okay. Can we have cake for dinner? I think the baby wants cake too." Hana looked up at Jin with her doe eyes, hopeful he would say yes.

"Hana, cake for dinner is a no, no, and you know that and the baby does not want any cake, all the baby want is for Appa to go home and sleep." He took her hand again and they started walking.

Hana's face turns into a pout, and she lowers her head. Jin notices, and he stops walking and kneels in front of her, "We can have cake for dessert, but after you eat your dinner, okay?" Jin pinches her cheek, and she giggles, "okay, Appa!"

Jin got up, and they both continued their journey home. He listened to his daughter go on and on about her day and how she is the princess of her class, he didn't doubt it at all. Her father raised her to believe she was a princess, one who would rule the world someday.

"Appa?'

"Yes, baby?"

"I miss daddy,"

"I know, baby, me too," Jin said, giving his daughter a sad smile.

******

"So, how did your meeting go?" Taehyung asked his best friend while pouring both of them a drink.

"He is a sassy one; however, it's hard to tell if he knows anything; he claims he does not know who I am. He got annoyed with me and left, so I wasn't able to get much out of him. His office was empty, no sign of family photos, which I found weird."

"Interesting, so I guess he never told him anything."

"I don't know, he could be pretending though, it's too early to tell, plus I can see myself having a lot of fun with him." Jimin chugged down the glass of scotch and requested for Taehyung to pour him another drink.

"Is that so? You know he has a daughter, right?" Taehyung raised his eyebrow and smirked at Jimin.

"How old is she?"

"Based on our intel, she is five or six, not exactly sure."

Jimin finishes the other glass of liquor Taehyung had poured for him and dropped the glass on the table, "Find out her exact age; also, I need someone outside his home keeping watch, have them report anything suspicious."

"You don't want anyone at his job to keep watch? I think if he is going to meet with anyone, it would be there rather than his home."

"I got his workplace covered, just focus on what I tell you," Jimin told Taehyung and walked out of the room.