I quickly go after him and wipe my tears along the way. He walks ahead and doesn't talk. Joon is clinging to him, still fast asleep.
He pushes the elevator button and when it opens, stands aside and gestures with his hand without looking at me. I hide my smile and go in. he stands in front of me with his back to me. Was he always this tall? Were his shoulders always this...broad?
I feel like I'm seeing him for the first time. I never really saw Yoongi like this before. The only one I had eyes on was a stupid teenager my age and look where it got me.
He goes to a ward with pink walls and cute paintings. The nurses are all wearing pink and white too. I hear babies crying in the distance and I tense a little.
He stops at the reception desk. "who does the vaccinations today?" the middle-aged woman looks up at Yoongi smiling. "your cousin. Didn't know you were a family man." The woman notes sarcastically. Yoongi forces a laugh. "just a relative." The woman then looks at me. "I see. Can I see his ID?" I take it out of my bag without saying anything since my mouth is dry. She looks at the first page and her eyes widen. "two fathers? And femi..." I cut her off rudely but I've had enough for one day. "yep that's me. Now, will you please tell us where to go."
She purses her lips, narrowing her eyes at me. "respect your elder young man. Not a good example for that kid. got enough to learn for a lifetime." Anger bubbles in me and I open my mouth to snap at her when Yoongi takes my hand, squeezing a bit too hard. "I think that's enough. I know the way." He snatches joon's ID from her and takes me with him with the hand he's still holding. I free myself from him when we're far enough and he turns to look at me, looking bored.
I guess he's a little surprised seeing my teary eyes. I feel like all I did today was cry. "I think I can speak for myself you don't need to shut me up like that. You have no right to make me accept disrespect towards me and my baby."
He's a little taken aback and I see a flash of guilt in his eyes or am I just seeing things?
"I... I didn't do it to...I just thought it...wasn't worth the time and energy and they wouldn't get it anyway..."
I huff and smile bitterly. "well I'll decide for myself next time. I'm a father in case you haven't noticed and my job is to make sure my baby is respected and recognized."
He blinks and looks down for a second, then turns and walks ahead again. "let's just get it over with. It was a mistake coming here." I don't let my angry tears fall hearing that and bear a little longer for joon to get his vaccination before I curse at him and get out of this hell.
He knocks and opens a door. I see Miyoung and my legs can't take me further. She's disinfecting some tools but looks up upon hearing the door open. I feel really guilty seeing her ring finger empty. I thought she really loved Yoongi at the time though I never saw the same enthusiasm from Yoongi.
She's wearing the same pink and white uniform and her hair is up in a bun. Her eyes are calm when she sees me. She doesn't seem surprised and she even had a kind smile on her face. "hi jimin...long time no see." I gulp and take a step back but I hear Yoongi closing the door behind me. I think I look like an animal caught in a trap in a room full of cute paintings on the wall with everything pink and even a few toys in a basket. Her eyes hold no malice and it makes me feel even worse. "h...hi." I clear my throat but my voice is still scratchy. She points at the bed for Yoongi. "Lay him down here."
Sudden fear strikes me. What if she hates me so much she would inject joon with something bad? I know I'm being an idiot but I practically ruined her happy ever after and oh my god! She must think this is yoongi's child and the reason Yoongi didn't want her. I blurt out without thinking, my voice laced with fear. "I'm really sorry! I didn't want to..." yoongi scoffs. "relax. She's not mad."
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Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)
FanfictionJimin, a single dad, has to fight his fears and insecurities to find his only remaining family, to be a good parent to his son, and to find love. "Perhaps the truth was those two young hands, those young hands buried beneath the snow and in the c...