Therapy | Jinmin ✔️

Twenty-Two

Jin jumped as a loud knock came at the bathroom door, "w-who is it?"

"Who do you think? Open the door; you have been in there for a long time now." Jimin's demanding voice echoed through the bathroom as he shakes the bathroom door handle.

Letting out a nervous breath, Jin stood up from inside of the tub, taking his phone and sliding to the other side of the bathroom. Then he got out of the tub and grabbing his towel, wrapping it around his body.

He walks to the door and opens it. Jimin seemed angry as he stared at him, "what were you doing in here so long?"

"I was taking a bath."

Pushing past him, Jimin walked into the bathroom and looked over towards the bathtub that was filled with water.

Turning, he looked back at Jin, "where is the soap?"

"I didn't get to bathe yet; I was relaxing in the tub. My muscles, they hurt, and today was such a terrifying day, I needed a moment to relax and clear my head." Jin didn't know why Jimin was probing so much, but he was good at responding to him without hesitation. However, he had a horrible feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Jimin chuckles and rakes his fingers through his hair as he looks at Jin as he walks over to him, pushing the door closed with one hand as his other hand wraps around Jin and pull his body to his. "I think your husband has been tracking you-"

"My husband is dead, can you stop-"

"Look me in the eyes and tell me you honestly believe he is dead." Jimin pulls away from Jin and stares in his eyes.

The intense stare made Jin swallow hard, "I do believe he is dead. Why would he be alive, leaving me alone to raise our two kids or go through all this? Does that make sense to you?"

Jin didn't like how Jimin's mouth turned into a smirk as he stared at him, "you know, it's funny you should talk about your kids. Hana, I am sure he misses, but why would he miss a baby that isn't his?"

Jimin was enjoying the state of shock Jin was in, the way his eyes widen, and he opened his mouth, but no words came out. He hated it when people took him for an idiot. Taehyung had tried hard to convince him that Jin was innocent, and maybe for a moment, he tried thinking that way. Until he received more reports from his private investigators, he had hired.

"Two months before he "died," you filed for a divorce, where you also highlighted your infidelity. Oh, sorry, first you highlighted his, then you confessed about your own. Then a week before his "death," you and him met with your lawyer and called off the divorce. Hana says before she found out her dad died, she hadn't seen him for a while but spoke to him on the phone, and you told her he was on a faraway trip for work. It seems you aren't as innocent as you have led others to believe, which I always knew.

Now, I have a couple of questions that I need answers to. Who is the father? Why did you and husband separate before he faked his death and what made you cancel your plans to divorce right before him faking his death?"

Jin stared at Jimin as tears run down his cheeks, his hands were clenched in a fist as anger started erupting in him. The memories of how everything started, him listening to Namjoon even after they decided to part ways, the reason why he wanted the man before him dead as well.

"I-if you want to know who his father is, go examine the millions of men you have killed, I am sure you will find him there!" Jin screamed at Jimin.

Very composed, Jimin stared at Jin, "I killed the man you were cheating on your husband with?"

"You did, and he wasn't just someone I was cheating with, I loved him, we had plans!"

Jimin began scratching his head, it was hard for him to know whom he killed and whom he didn't, but something didn't make sense to him.

"Do you have a name? I mean, if you are sure I killed him, maybe a name can help me revive the memory of me killing him, that's if he was someone name I got before killing. I don't usually ask everyone their name before I kill them, not exactly important, you see."

"L-Lee Jae-Hwan," Jin muttered through his tears and hugged his stomach.

Jimin rolled his eyes at the dramatic sight before him, "I don't know him."

"Ken, he went by Ken, you know him!"

"Him? Is Ken your ex? Seriously? If I was your husband, I guess I would fake my death too. Your taste in men is-"

"You are an asshole! How can you insult either of them?-"

"Calm down, don't have a heart attack on me now. First thing first, I didn't kill Ken, as much as I would have loved to. I might have had a drink or two to celebrate his death after I got the news, then sulk in regret for not getting the chance, but I don't know where you got your information from, I didn't kill him.

How the fuck you ended up with a gang member? You don't strike me as someone who is into bad boys, but based on how you sucked my dick, I should've known you weren't a simple married man.

And what gave you the idea I killed him? Wait, have you known about me before we met?"

Jimin watched as Jin took a step back at his question. "No."

"Then how did you come up with this accusation?"

Jin's heart was beating fast at Jimin's question, he couldn't tell him how he had known, "I-"

"Think twice before lying to me, or you will regret what I will do if the wrong words depart from your mouth. Now, let me phrase these questions that I need an answer to from you, how would you think I killed him if you didn't know about me before we met? Or did you know me when we met, and you were playing dumb, and if that's the reason, why were you playing dumb?"

He pressed himself against the sink as he watched Jimin pulled a gun from the waist of his jeans.

"Y-you wouldn't kill me, would you? You like me." Jin lets out with a shaky voice, knowing he probably would have to tell the whole truth about everything.

"There is absolutely no one in this world I wouldn't kill. I love my daughter, and if she betrays me, I will kill her without hesitation, so speak up and answer my questions. Did you think me liking you made you exempt from me killing you? Fuck no."