Diagnosis // Yoonmin ff

Chapter Thirty-Seven

"I am sorry, Jungkook. But we already..." Mr. Kim was about to say something when his eyes landed on his son's lap. "Excuse me Jungkook, but why are you holding my son's hand?"

Shit!

Panic rushed thought my body as images of the day my father caught Yoongi and me flashed before my eyes. Unconsciously, I jumped up from my seat and rushed to their side, grabbing Jungkook by his arm. "I think it's time for us to go back." I tugged on his arm, trying to pull him up with me.

"No!" Jungkook shouted at me, yanked his arm back in process. "Don't they understand that we just want to live together?!" Being so frustrated, his grip on Taehyung's hand only tightened.

"For fucks sake... Why are you so stupid?!" I screamed internally as I stared at the two boys in front of me. How could they be so oblivious of their actions.

"Alright." Mrs. Kim spoke above our heads, making everyone present to turn their attention to her.

"W-what?" Jungkook questioned her, stuttering in process from being nervous.

She looked at the two boys, smile decorating her face. Her gaze was caring, full of affection for the two boys which made me very confused.

"Let them have it their way, honey." She looked at her husband, placing a hand on his right shoulder. "We met all the boys and they seem nice. They won't get our Tae in trouble for sure. Although, I am not sure if it can be said the other way around." she chuckled a little before meeting my eyes.

"On top of that, we already know Jimin. They grew up together. And Jungkook as well..." She looked at the two boys again with a smile that reached her eyes.

I was stunned at the sight in front of me. Right now, she saw her son being affectionate with another man and she is being completely fine with it. "Did she just approve of them?" I asked myself.

Taehyung and Jungkook shared a loving gaze, happy that they won't need to separate. Seeing them happy immediately brought a smile to my face as well. But remembering my parents and their reason, that smile didn't last long.

"Thank you so much for letting Tae stay with us." we all bowed respectfully at the two elders before going back. Both Jungkook and Taehyung gave a hug to his parents, happy that they accepted them. Now they can rest assured that no one will ruin their happiness.

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"For God's sake, Jungkook! What were you thinking back there?!" Once we reached home, I couldn't hold back my frustration anymore. If Taehyung's parents weren't open minded, neither of us would have been able to see Taehyung again.

"I didn't do it intentionally, okay? I wasn't even aware that I was holding his hand." Jungkook defended himself as he stood up from the couch on which he was seated beside his boyfriend.

"Guys, please calm down. It's over now." Namjoon tried to reason us, as if that would work.

"How can you expect me to calm down?! He could've ruined everything!" I fired back at Namjoon, anger completely taking me over.

"But he didn't. Now chill." Hoseok butted in making me snicker at him.

"Guys..." Yoongi tried to calm down the situation, but a frustrated alien boy cut him off.

"If it weren't for Jungkook holding my hand, I would have gone nuts all by myself!"

"I know you guys love each other, but for fucks sake, there should be limits to it! You need to be aware of the place and time where you show it!" I grabbed the nearby pillow and threw it on the ground angrily. I had a strong will to break the whole apartment apart, but I can't. It's not mine.

"Jimin, stop already. Why are you making such a big deal out of nothing?" Jin questioned as he bent down to pick up the pillow.

I chuckled painfully as tears started forming in my eyes. The image of my parents not leaving my mind since we stepped out of Taehyung's house. I tried to speak up and explain them why, but no word came out. "As if they would understand..." I thought as tears began to roll down my cheeks.

Here am I again, at the beginning. I promised not to cry ever again and yet I broke down, in front of all of you.

"Jimin..." Jungkook took a step towards me, but I turned around quickly and rushed into the bathroom, making sure to lock the door behind me.

I heard Yoongi's growl coming from the living room followed by "I tried to explain you, but you just wouldn't shut up!"

I stared at my miserable self in the mirror as more tears came falling down. I didn't mean any harm to them. I just didn't want them to suffer the way I do.

Although my parents brought me a lot of pain, although they weren't the best ones, although they didn't accept me for who I was... I can't stop myself from missing them.

A soft knocking on the door of bathroom brought me back from my thoughts and I quickly wiped away my tears. But unfortunately, only more of them came running down.

"Jimin, open up..." Yoongi's sweet voice came from the other side of the door. Hearing that angelic sound make me break down completely. I fell on my knees; hands cupping my face as quiet sobs escaped my lips.

"Jimin, please open the door..." Yoongi pleaded once again but I couldn't answer him. I couldn't find the strength within me to show him my weak side when he needs me to be the strongest.

"Jimin... I-i... I need to go... I'll be right back..." with that, Yoongi's voice completely disappeared with a sound of footsteps that kept growing quieter.

"He left me..." I managed to mumble out between my sobs. I thought he would stay with me until I'm finally ready to face him, but no. He just left.

"Of course he would leave. No one wants you, Jimin. You're nothing but a useless piece of trash." a voice inside my head kept repeating, making me cry harder.

I need Yoongi's hug. I need Yoongi now. But he is not here...

None of this should have happened. I wish I could turn back time and make all of these events never occur. If only I hadn't met you Yoongi. Maybe both of us would've been happier.

Things shouldn't be this way. I want my parents... I need my mother's hug...