Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Twenty-One

"Is your plan to stay in my room and not talk to me?" Jimin, who was sitting down on his bed with his shirt off, asked Jin, who had been standing in the far corner of his room.

Jin glared in his direction, "I want to take my daughter and go home!"

"And I already told that's not going to happen if you didn't realize two men were in your office to kill you earlier. You need to consider this as your temporary home while I take care of things."

"T-temporary home?! You are the reason why those men were there. I don't know what kind of stuff you are involved in, but I don't want any part of it. I will give you back the money you gave me. I want out of this." Jin screamed at Jimin.

Jimin got off the bed and walked over to Jin, "do you understand the moment I allow you to walk out of this house. You, along with your daughter and unborn child is dead?"

"I don't care; I want to go. You threatened me earlier saying you'd kill me, so I'm not safe or comfortable in here either."

"But isn't it better to die at my hands than the hands of a stranger?" Jimin questions and pull Jin's body to his.

"You are sick! Let me go." Jin pulled away from Jimin, who only pulled him back to him.

"My therapist tells me the same thing. Now, listen, you are staying here, no ifs and buts. And if you care anything about your kids, you will stop fighting and arguing with me. Be grateful I'm offering you a safe place and sharing my bed with you. I don't like people in my bed." Jimin releases his hold on Jin.

Walking off to his closet, he grabs a shirt and put it on. "Let's go downstairs, you should eat, and I need a drink."

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Jin sat down in the tub of Jimin's bathroom with his fingers shaking as he wrote to the person he needed desperately in his current situation. As he was beginning to fear the life of his kids and himself.

"When you said I had to endure somethings, I never knew you meant fighting for my life, our daughter, and my son's life too. I'm trapped in his home, and someone tried to kill me today! Where are you, and when will this end?"

Jin rests his head against the wall while staring at the phone, praying and hoping he would get a response.

When the phone dings, he sat up immediately and opened the message on the burner app his husband had built into his phone, which was only accessible by his fingerprint.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I'm going to take care of it soon. Please just hang in there for another month. I promise this will be all over before your son is born. Whatever you do, don't anger him, keep doing as you have been doing. I know it's hard, but you have been doing great. I'm so proud of you." Jin read the words of his husband and silently cried.

"I miss you so much. Hana too. I promise I'll stick it out, but please don't make us wait long. Living with this crazy wasn't apart of the plan. I'm now worried it's going to be harder to communicate with you."

Jin was perfectly okay to handle things as how they had been thus far, but with Jimin now forcing him to live with him, he couldn't handle that as it meant he had to limit communication with his husband.

"I miss you more and kiss my Hana for me. I fucking hate that you are in his house, but I think there are some benefits. Try and find our what his brother has been up to, I can't figure it out, but he's doing something, use your charms and try to figure it out. It will help me finalize things. I need to go now. I'll be in touch soon."

Watching the messages disappear, Jin places the phone down and sinks himself under the water in the tub.

"It's only temporary," he chanted in his mind as he held his breath under the water.

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Three hours before

"How the fuck is he alive?" Namjoon flipped over the desk before him feeling angry as he couldn't believe the two men they had sent out failed at their job.

"I told you it's not that easy, but you fail to listen. If you want him dead, just send a hint to Jimin he won't hesitate to kill him, especially if he knows that he knows you are not dead."

Namjoon stared at Yoongi and pulled his hair, "you said this would be over by now. We have made no fucking progress. Now my daughter is living with that fucker."

"Shut the fuck up and stop your bitch ass whining. You knew what was at stake here. My daughter is stuck with him, do you see me crying? Now that Jin is in the house, use it to our advantage, let him gather evidence. He can charm Jungkook, but he will need to be careful, Jungkook smiles and when he kills."

"I don't fucking care if Jin dies. All I need is to get Jimin and his entire family behind bars and ensure my daughter is safe."

Yoongi chuckled and walked over to Namjoon, placing his hand against his chest. "We will win, and your daughter will be safe. Sure, you don't want to protect the baby too? We could kill Jin after the baby is born. I like babies."

"Why would I want to protect a child that isn't mine?" Namjoon hissed.