Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter ten (part three)

My lips are wobbling like a baby. "I don't have any hope for me and my baby. I don't want him to live like me."

His expression darkens, his eyes soft. "why would you think he's gonna have a bad life?"

I scoff, wiping my tears with the hoodie's sleeves. "look at me! I'm not normal and single...I'm like a single mother but way worse ok?"

He smiles sideways. "my mom was a single mother and I turned out just fine."

I hiccup, looking at the pink dots on the tablecloth. "I'm...I'm living with my uncle and...I don't have any money. I wouldn't be able to work for some time after I give birth..."

He cuts me off, confused. "you just said you're living with your uncle. Isn't he gonna support you?"

Fresh tears come down my face. my whole body hurts just thinking about him. I look at him pleadingly. "I'll rather die than go back there."

He's shocked. "why...does he...does he hurt you?"

I nod, sniffling. He gives me a tissue. "calm down...do you want to report him to the police?"

I look up, scared and frantic. "NO! he'll kill me. I just want to never see him again...and...that seemed like my only option."

He licks his lips, putting his elbows on the table. "well that's never the solution...what do you say you come stay at my place for a few days till you figure out what you're gonna do. You have more exams coming up right?"

I'm so grateful but suspicious at the same time. What if he's like daehyun's friends?

He sees the doubt in my eyes. "well the offer still stands whenever you want. Now, I have work to do. Do you want me to drop you off somewhere?"

I look at the plate in front of me which I practically licked. I can't go back and I won't last in the streets. Maybe I should...it's not taking advantage of him, right?

"I'll come with you! please!"

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That's how I end up the motorbike again, hugging him tight from behind because he goes too fast. It goes on for hours, making deliveries or fixing and repairing anything wrong in peoples' houses. My stomach's full and I'm content at the moment, feeling somewhat safe with him. I feel sleepy putting my cheek on his warm back, and when it's almost midnight, he stops in front of a little one-story building, not even the size of Daehyun's living room. I want to get off the bike and he helps me. I smile, feeling grateful and blush a little because of how easy he lifts me around.

He opens the door with keys and lets me go inside first. When he turns on the lights, I see tools and wood everywhere. i stare at the wooden chairs and tables and many other things with wonder. "you made all of these?"

He chuckles. "yes. You like them?" I think my eyes are shining. "yes! You're so cool! you're only two years older than me right?"

His smile fades a bit. "well if you're sixteen, I'm five years older than you."

My mouth stays open. "why haven't you finished high school then?"

He smiles sideways. "that's a story for another time. Come on you must be tired."

He opens a door in the corner. "this is the bathroom." Then he opens another one besides it. "and it's the bedroom. Sorry...I only have one bedroom."

I go forward, looking at the almost empty little room except for the huge wooden closet in the corner and some pictures on the wall. He looks at my confused face and I see the embarrassment in his beautiful features. "it must not be what you're used to but..." I quickly cut him off and smile sleepily. "no not at all! I just didn't expect you to have a minimalistic lifestyle." He laughs. "that's one way to put it." he takes his shoes off and goes in and I follow. He takes a mattress, blanket and pillow out, putting them neatly down. "I have to work a little more so you go to sleep. I have clothes in the closet so pick anything you want. You can take a shower too...just be comfortable and do anything."

My eyes are drooping already so I sit on the mattress, nodding. "thank you Taehyung." I lie down and almost immediately fall asleep...dreaming of last night.

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I wake up the next day to taehyung sleeping with his jacket under his head and another jacket on his body. I gasp. Was this his only mattress and blanket?!

I slowly shake him. "Taehyung...please come sleep here. You'll catch a cold."

He sleepily looks at me. "no...you sleep more."

I shake my head. "I'm done." He sits up, rubbing his eyes. His voice is so deep, deeper than normal. "when did you sleep last night?" he shrugs. "I guess it's been two hours. I'm behind on orders."

I bite my lip. I took too much of his time. He notices my expression, now wide awake. "jimin. I need you to tell me about what happened to your uncle or if you have a family to go back too."

I gulp, knowing I can't be a burden to him. Maybe I could...I could give handjobs for money and rent a room?

He stops my thoughts. "you're welcome to stay as long as you want but I need to know more."

I put the hood on my head, shivering and looking down. "I recently moved here from Korea. I'm from an influential family with big business. Me becoming pregnant was hurting their image so they sent me here to live with my uncle and...never go back. From the first day I came here, he just...beats me and doesn't give me food or anything. He...he brings his friends around too...making me...i...i..."

I'm wheezing. Is this what Yoongi called a panic attack once?

He rushes to my side, hugging me. "it's ok. You don't have to go back. You're safe."

I try to breathe and talk at the same time. "he makes me give handjobs and they...they touch me every...everywhere..."

He gasps, holding me tight against his chest. "oh my God!"

He rubs my back until I calm down a bit. "no wonder you're so pale and thin and the bruises...how far along are you?"

I play with the hem of his white T-shirt, his embrace making me calm down a bit. "6 months and two weeks."

He's silent for a bit and then...

"I have the books and notes you need for your exams. Use them and then if you need anything, we'll go pick your things up ok?"

I look up hopeful. "I can stay with you?" he smiles. "what kind of an asshole would I be to make you go back?"

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