Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter two (part two)

Grandpa stomps his staff, standing up and striding over to Jimin, towering over his shorter figure. "get you filthy ass and that thing out of my house!"

Jimin's seemingly calm face is now contorted with anger, keeping a hand on his son's head who's now hugging his leg in fear. "don't you dare talk about my child like that!"

Kwang, AKA grandpa, is breathing heavily, probably nearing a stroke. I go forward and take his hand by the elbow. "sit down. You're gonna collapse at this point."

That's when jimin notices me, his face paling and his eyes widening. I avoid eye contact and take kwang to sit down. He does so without complaining, treasuring his life over anything, even his kids.

I then turn to Jin who is standing quietly in a corner, almost becoming one with the wall because of his white face. "take the kid out."

That's when he says his first words to me. "my baby stays with me, and I'm staying here. Try to kick me out and your dear stocks won't recover from the interview I'm gonna do."

Before kwang manages to answer with a dangerously red face, he picks up the kid and gets out of the house. That's when I notice my dear aunts standing beside my scared and crying mom at the end of the stairs, seeming like they have just woken up.

I go to kwang, taking his veiny old hand, starting to monitor his pulse to see if he's gonna live so I can just go back to my bed, this time to overthink instead of sleep. My thoughts are in disarray, one minute thinking about hugging the cute small man and the other about kicking him out of the house myself.

Kwang has closed his eyes, trying to relax. Old fox didn't expect that his nightmare would come knocking on his door someday; the nightmare he made himself.

After making sure he's ok and is gonna outlive me, I turn around to go up the stairs when I see them still standing there, and still staring at me like I've grown two horns. I scoff, turning around, and get out of the house instead. I can't stand these people.

The sun is already shining full force. I go lay down on one of the seats beside the pool, putting my arm over my eyes. At least it's quiet out here...

"pisstt...yoongi!"

I see hear jin sitting on the chair beside me. "am I a fucking cat?"

"you sure look like one." I want to slap him but it's too early for this shit. "what do you want?"

"his name's Yejoon. In case you wanted to know."

I cover my face with my hands, groaning in frustration. "won't you evil twins leave me alone?!"

He perks up at this. "so you knew! Hobi told you! You heartless monster!"

I sit up, looking at the still water of the pool. "just take a hint and leave me alone!"

He ignores my pleas, bending towards me and whispering. "maybe the boy wanted to meet his daddy and that's why they're here."

My heart aches at his words. Why don't they understand that every time I see or hear about them it's like getting stabbed for me?!

Of course they don't because they don't even know half of the ugly truth.

I stand up, wanting nothing more than to go back to the time my only worry was sleeping for 8 hours straight at night. I walk calmly toward the little brown door and knock twice. The door opens after almost a minute. He's a little taken aback at seeing me. Was he expecting someone else?

I look into his dark brown eyes, trying to stay calm. "aren't you gonna invite me in?"

He silently moves to the side, holding the door open. I go inside the familiar house, seeing the lump under the cushions on the couch, whining about something quietly. I gulp and sit at a small couch, as far away as possible.

Jimin closes the door and comes to sit beside the kid. I can't even say his name in my mind!

He focuses his attention on the boy, trying to take him out from under the cushions. "it's ok joonie, that man's not gonna hurt you." My heart drops when he takes his face out, looking at jimin and pouting. "but he's gonna hurt you! Let's call taetae and go back home. Pleasssssse?"

what is a tae?!

Jimin seats him on his lap, ignoring his pleas and facing me at last, waiting for me to talk. The kid looks at me too, not only looking like a mini jimin, but also doing everything he does. I avoid the identical sets of eyes on me, looking at the coffee table in front of me. "when are you planning to leave?"

Fucking stupid min yoongi I hope you rot hell!

But it's too late to take it back now. He visibly flinches at my cold voice. " you hate me that much?"

You have no idea. I can't get any reaction out of my frozen body and he takes this as a yes. He sounds sad. "I mean, why wouldn't you? I ruined your perfect life. You lost your fiancé and reputation."

My mouth is dry and my head is pounding. I feel like crying. It's all a comedy yet a fucking tragedy. What can I tell him? It's better for him to leave this country and these people. They are no good for him and the boy.

My voice is hoarse. "why did you even come back? There isn't anything for you here."

It seems like I am hurting him with each word. The boy suddenly speaks up accusingly. "are you that bad man's friend? I don't like you talking to my daddy!"

I'm shocked, to say the least. Jimin lets out a bitter laugh at this. "it's ok baby...his name is Yoongi and he helped take care of you when you were in my tummy."

For the thousandth fucking time: this is too early for this shit.

I finally grow a pair and look into his teary eyes. "just...just go jimin. I will help you. Anywhere you wanna go. What are you even looking for in this f... God!"

He sniffs, wrapping his arms around the kid. "I didn't come back because I didn't have a good life or that I needed help. I came back to find someone and I'm not gonna leave before that happens."

Yejoon complains about being too hot and jimin lets him go, the boy glaring at me one last time before running up the stairs shouting. "I'm gonna call tae!"

my heart drops for the thousandth time. is tae his new boyfriend?

I look at his chubby cute hands. "I'll help you but you have to promise to leave as soon as possible. Also, it is not good for the kid to stay here so just go stay at my apartment and don't let these people see you."

He scoffs. "who are you worried about? Yejoon or you?"

I look straight into his soft eyes and my heart skips a beat. "I had to deal with them all these years. Nothing they do hurts me anymore. So just listen to me for once!" I yell the last sentence.

He flinches at my loud voice, his eyes tearing up again. "don't raise your voice at me! You were the one who wanted to take the blame. I never wanted you to do that."

I chuckle bitterly. "are you having a memory loss problem? Yoonie do something they'll kill him if they find out!" I imitate his scared voice from 6 years ago.

I stand up before he can say anything and leave, but not before saying the last words to his face which is twisted in pain. "do what you want but stay out of my sight."

end of chapter two! I recently came to know this poet and I'm gonna post his poems for a while cause it's similar to the feeling of this story most of the time!

what do you think? let me know please :)

good night I'm gonna get ready for bangbangcon round two :))