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Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Absquatulate; a #yoonminau

The phone beeps.

The omega looks over at the device with bated breath. He bites his lower lip into his mouth, reaching for it hesitantly.

'20:30
π˜›π˜©π˜¦ 𝘀𝘒𝘳 𝘸π˜ͺ𝘭𝘭 𝘸𝘒π˜ͺ𝘡.'

The message reads. He deletes it as protocol. No evidence left.
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Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin looks at her with a small smile, β€œa lover on the side,” his eyes gleam with mirth, β€œsounds fun.”

Myung observes Jimin for a quiet moment. Her eyes going from the omega to the alpha, who is looking at Jimin now. She sighs, getting up.

β€œTell Jungkook to drive me home.”
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
---

Jimin leans back against the couch as soon as Myung is out of the apartment. He closes his eyes, trying to blow out the tension coiling in the pit of his stomach.

β€œSo, I will be under observation for these months?” he asks, eyeing the ceiling, β€œalone?”

No answer comes.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin blows out a breath, β€œwell, I don't have an option. Do I?”

He gets up and starts walking towards the bedroom.

β€œI will visit,” Yoongi's voice reaches Jimin crystal clear in the silent room, β€œtime to time.”

Jimin smiles to himself. The words hurt somewhere in him.

β€œVisit time to time,” Jimin tastes those words on his tongue, β€œwhile I stay caged every day. Ah, if that's not familiar to me by now.”

He storms away.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
-----

Jimin boards the plane with nine guards. He doesn't know any of them. His luggage are neatly packed and carried by two servants who are going with him. He has his medical reports with him. The ones Yoongi's family doctor gave him. There will be doctors on that island for Jimin. It has everything, as much as Taehyung told Jimin.

He will be fine.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin looks at Taehyung, who came to see him off, β€œtake care.”

Taehyung squeezes his hands, β€œI will come to meet you in a week. I will be right there. More often then you would think is possible. Trust me.”

Jimin doesn't say anything to that. He doesn't want to hope for it.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
He looks at the plane in front of him and sucks in a deep breath.

When the plane takes off, Jimin looks through the window. Tears blurring his vision. He feels like he will never come back here again.

There is a voice in his head that says, something will happen to this plane.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin hasn't asked anyone about Yoongi. He didn't even ask Taehyung about the man. He followed Jungkook out of the apartment to here.

Jimin snorts, β€œπ»π‘’'𝑠 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘π‘Žπ‘π‘™π‘¦ 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑦 π‘€π‘–π‘‘π˜© π‘–π‘šπ‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘˜.”

Jimin shrugs those thoughts away, forcing himself to fall asleep.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
When Jimin lands, it's almost after twelve hours. Jimin feels exhausted. He gets out of the small airport.

Jimin freezes when he sees the black SUV waiting for him. He freezes when he notices the alpha leaning against it. He is wearing a polo shirt and acid-washed jeans. A blue sunglass hides those eyes.

β€œWhat...” Jimin fumbles, β€œyou-”

Yoongi stands up properly, β€œlet's go. We are getting late.”
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
β€œWhat are you doing here?” Jimin walks up to the alpha, still a little dazed.

Yoongi opens the door of the car, β€œI own this island.”

Jimin squints at him, β€œthat doesn't really answer my question.”

Yoongi gestures inside the car, β€œthat's all you are getting. Get in.”
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin gets inside the car. He watches Yoongi start it as they leave.

Jimin looks outside. His eyes taking in the greenery on one side and the sea on the other.

β€œDo you have beaches here?”

Yoongi nods, β€œit will be at the back of the house. The front faces the road. Beyond the road, is jungle. There are other houses and it's a gated block. Fully secured. Nothing to worry about.”
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
The house is coloured deep green. Hidden under too many trees. There are a few other, smaller houses on the road, but none of them are too close to one another. It gives a sense of privacy.

Yoongi points at the houses and tells Jimin how they have a hospital. A security posting. Another for the guards' families to stay and everything else as they drive past them.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin follows Yoongi to a room on the first floor. He looks at the view and pauses. He can see the sea on one side of the bed. The wall made bulletproof glass. Yoongi gestures at the binds that Jimin can pull down if he wants.

β€œThis is your room,” Yoongi stands at the threshold.
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Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin swallows, nodding, β€œit's beautiful.”

Yoongi hums, β€œthis side gives the view of the sunset. If you sleep late, the sun won't disturb you.”

Jimin goes to the balcony, inhaling the fresh air with a small smile. He lets out a sigh. His tension somehow ebbing off.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
β€œI will see you for dinner,” Yoongi pushes off of the doorframe, β€œuntil then, settle in.”

Jimin bites back the question about where Yoongi's room is. He is still not used to the alpha being around him for no purpose. He is not used to talking to the alpha like this.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
When Yoongi leaves, Jimin realizes one thing. The house is quiet. Too quiet. There is no one in the house. He is all alone. He knows there are guards outside. A few servants will work downstairs. He can ask for them anytime. Yet, it feels like he is stranded. Left here to rot in silence. Too far away to cause any trouble or mess for the alpha.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
---

Yoongi leaves the next day.

Jimin doesn't ask him when he will be back. If he will be back. Instead, he listens to the alpha as Yoongi tells him who is on the landline's speed dials. Who he can call for anything, anytime. He nods when Yoongi asks if he got it and then watches Yoongi leave.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin falls into a routine. He gets up late and spends the day following the diet chart the doctor gives him. He eats the dishes the cook prepares for him. He goes on walks by the beach alone. A guard or two following him far behind. He doesn't call anyone. Just talks to Taehyung over text.
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin gets the first call from Myung a week later.

β€œHow are you?” the old lady asks with no emotion in her voice.

Jimin sits in the jut swing on his balcony, looking over the sunset, β€œgood.”

She hums, β€œare you following the diet and everything? How is the morning sickness?”
Amy πŸͺ„
@Aamyungv
Jimin answers monotonously. Myung asking a few more questions.

β€œI am not calling you because I worry,” she clarifies, β€œyou are under the best care-”

Jimin chuckles, β€œyou mean, I am in the best gilded cage you could find.”

Myung sighs, β€œperspective. I spent my pregnancy in shabby clubs. Trust me, you are doing much better.”
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