Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Four

"What did you find out?" Jimin questioned while turning the bottle of scotch he held in his hand to his head.

"It's in their names, both his and Namjoon's" Taehyung drops the file he had received from one of their workers in front of Jimin.

Jimin smirked wickedly, "I'm sure you know what to do now."

"I do," Taehyung responded and picked up the file he had placed before Jimin.

"Make sure he has no way of getting a loan." Jimin was happy with what Taehyung had found out. He knew he would always be ahead of the cops. How could they have seized everything for Jin, except for his business, did not make sense to him. It was truly unfortunate that the house was in his name, though.

"Will do, by the way, that person you asked for is here."

"Did anyone touch him?" Jimin questioned as he drowns down the last of his drink.

"Nope. He's all yours." Taehyung turned on his heel and walked out of the room, leaving Jimin alone.

*****

As Jimin walked down the halls of his building, men lining the hallway and lowered their heads in respect for him. He didn't acknowledge anyone until he got to the room Taehyung had informed him the person was in.

One of his guards opened the door for him and handed him a pair of gloves. Jimin took them and walked into the room. He smiled wide when he noticed the man that was sitting on the floor with his hands and feet bound.

"Jimin pl-" were the only words the man was able to get out before two bullets pierced through his skull, his body rocked via the impact, and he fell face down on the grown.

"Clean this up." Jimin handed the gun to one of his most trusted men, Soobin, and walked out of the room. Dropping the gloves, he was wearing on his way out.

That had been the fourth person he had killed for the day that had a connection to Namjoon, and still, no one was able to confirm what he needed them to. He wasn't going to stop until he finds the fucker who betrayed him.

*****

"You have got to be fucking kidding me!" Jin screamed as he ripped off the notice that was on the front of his building. He yanked at the chain that was wrapped around the lock and let another scream as tears started falling down his face.

"Namjoon, what did you do?! Why is this happening to me!" He dropped himself to the floor and cried as he felt hopeless about the new situation he had now found himself in.

"Am I too early?"

Jin looked up to see the man who had come by the day before for counseling. The same man he had to ask Namsuri not to reschedule an appointment for.

"We are closed-"

"What's this?" Jimin picked up the notice that Jin had found on the door and read it. "Is this real? Are you losing this building? Please tell me that's not true."

Jin was angry by how invasive the man before him was being, so he got up and grabbed the paper out of Jimin's hand and stuffed it in his bag. "This does not have anything to do with you! You shouldn't go around touching other people's things. What the hell do you care if it's true or not!"

"Woah! I'm sorry I didn't mean any harm there. I was trying to help." Jimin couldn't understand how someone who he had just witnessed bawls their eyes out from across the road was now full-on ready to fight him. The man before him certainly had many different types of personalities. Instead of counseling, he should be the one getting counseled.

Jin felt terrible after seeing how Jimin reacted to his outburst. "No, it's me. I'm sorry. As you can see, I am having a horrible morning. I didn't mean to take it out on you."

Jimin smiled internally when Jin apologized to him. "No worries at all. So, this building, are you losing it?"

"I don't know, I could be, but I don't know. I am sorry, but I have to get this sorted out. Please call the office and reschedule your appointment."

"You know if it's money related, I can help you," Jimin shouts out to Jin, who started walking away from him.

"No, thank you," Jin yelled out and continued walking.

"That's what you say for now." Jimin chuckles and walks towards his car.

*******
"This is impossible!" Jin screams at the manager in the eleventh bank he had been to for the day.

"I'm sorry, sir, but there's nothing we can do to help you at this time. All accounts are frozen, and your name appears to be blacklisted on our end. We are not authorized to provide loans to someone who is blacklisted in our systems-"

Jin flipped over the manager's coffee on her desk and stormed out of the bank. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. No bank would provide him with a loan. He needed the money to remove the temporary hold that was on his office building.

If Namjoon was alive, he wouldn't have to worry about anything like this. Money has never been an issue for Jin. He held is own before meeting Namjoon and even while they were together. It was unfortunate that all their assets, with the exception of the house his parents had left him, had been merged.

He didn't have access to any of his funds that were connected to Namjoon and the money he had access to while it was enough to carry him through the year, but it was not going to be enough for him to take care of his daughter and a new baby.

Jin cried on his entire journey to his daughter's school to pick her up. As soon as he got to the entrance, he cleaned up his face as he couldn't allow her to see him being a mess. He doesn't know how he was going to do it, but he knew he was going to have to figure something out.