Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter fifteen (part two)

I had to rest for a few days after detox for my body to heal, and then start the program at the rehab center; I go there first thing in the morning and come home near 4 or 5 in the evening. It's been 6 days and I hated every second of sitting there in sessions but I do them all because I look forward to the evenings with jimin, watching him put on an apron and cook really shitty food for me which takes hours.

While I'm busy crying over eating the salad, he darts out of the kitchen and comes back seconds later, putting an incomplete baby blue knitted scarf around my neck. His eyes are big from excitement, a grin on his face. "It'll be complete in two days. My hands start to hurt quickly so I'm not very fast..."

I stare at his soft hands, trying to measure the right length around my neck. Is this what being with him forever feels like? Being wrapped around a cozy scarf of happiness and love?

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When I make sure Yoongi is asleep, I stand up from the chair beside his bed and tiptoe out of the room, not closing the door. His low energy levels worry me but his doctor says it's natural at this point.

I sit on the couch where my pillow and blanket are and video call tae. I know joon is asleep now and I kind of feel guilty I didn't call sooner to see him.

He picks up, his naked torso in the frame...again.

I look at him, unimpressed. "I'm not even gonna say it."

He chuckles. "I was going to asleep you annoying shit. How is annoying shit number 2?"

I roll my eyes. "he's doing great. He hasn't had a problem so far. I have a good feeling he's gonna be fine."

His face is serious now while he combs his somewhat long black hair up before it falls back in front of his eyes. "I still don't like you being alone with him. Addicts aren't known for their good temper.what if he got mad and hurt you?"

I shake my head, not even scared at this point...well, I was at first, especially when he lashed out at me but now that he's calmer, I'm not afraid. The worst is over...I hope. "he's so calm tae. he just eats and goes straight to bed."

He frowns, suspicion in his eyes. "what if he has a bottle in there somewhere?"

I grin, proudly. "well I set up a system which makes it impossible for him to do it. don't worry tae...and I'm sorry I'm a shitty father and you have to take care of joon all the time."

He scoffs, seeming offended. "even if you were free I would've stolen him from you all the time. that kid's so much cooler than his dad."

I smile at his fond eyes. "yeah? Happy to know. he takes after you obviously...good night tae."

He grins. "glad you know...good night baby. I'll come pick you up in the morning."

I nod and hang up, lying down on the couch. I've locked all the doors and windows and I sleep alert so I would hear any noise. Thankfully I'm a light sleeper and usually can't sleep well so...

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hello pretty people :)

how are you feeling? 

I'm taking procrastination to a whole other level :)) my anxiety level gets so high that I can't even pick up a book that I'm longing to read. how do you fight this?