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       'Jimin's P.O.V'







I was dead tired as I went back home, as I expected, my parents, and Tzuyu's parents were there. my mother approaches me first and









Slaps me










so hard that my head tilted sideways without my consent, I close my eyes while running a hand over my reddened cheek. I look down on her "are you done?" she grits her teeth










"You are a disgrace to the family." next was my father, I shut my eyes close and prepare myself to get beaten up yet I wasn't; a miracle









he leans in to whisper to my ear "I hope you can find your happiness after this, you did right Jimin, I'm proud of you" I swallow a big lump on my throat as I stop myself from breaking down










"Kneel." Tzuyu's mother says









And I do










I kneel in front of her










"What doings did you do for us to completely agree, my husband may have agreed that fast but I won't. give me a reasonable excuse."










Dahyun








All our memories pile up like the snow as my tears fell down to the floor without my consent, my lips quiver as I shake my head, I can't, I fucking can't.











"Dahyun unnie" I widen my eyes as I tilt my head to look at Tzuyu, she was staring at the floor while clenching her fists "he's seeing Dahyun unnie and he loves her"










"Tzuyu, please don't-" I beg while crawling towards her












"I forced Jimin into this. Hence, he never even agreed. I made you threaten him to stay with me." she finally admits.











"But sweetie, I thought you wanted to be back together-"













"I forced him, we never wanted this" she takes a deep breath "I did this to get in between Taehyung and Dahyun."












"Wait what?" "Wait what?" both me and our parents say in chorus, this is some weird tea right now.










I thought it was to not pester my baby around anymore










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