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Absquatulate II; a #Yoonminau The door of the room opens quietly. The shadow reaches the bed. The man hovers over the doorstep, looking at the person on the bed. The man on the bed sits up. Even in the darkness, they both know they are looking at each other with bated breaths.
Tags - — a/b/o — hurt/comfort — underworld themes — mention of cheating (not really happens) — Miscommunication — angst with happy ending — Violence/gore — Minors DNI 🔞 — TWs will be there and will be added when needed A continuation of : <a target="_blank" href="https://x.com/Aamyungv/status/1705266474712170753" color="blue">x.com/Aamyungv/statu…</a>
“You are home.” Yoongi takes a step back, “just...” he hesitates as his voice dips, “I can't find a file.” Jimin's jaw ticks, “don't even dare step inside the room. Where is it?” Yoongi grips the doorknob, “in the locker.” Jimin gets out of the bed and goes to get it. He throws it across the room and watches it fall right on Yoongi's feet.
I forgot one tag — — Mpreg
Yoongi takes the file and lingers by the doorstep. Jimin can pick up on the omega's scent. It's woven with Yoongi's own. It's itched on him and Jimin wants to throw up. “Anything else?” Jimin snaps impatiently. Yoongi shakes his head, “can you calm down for a second...?” Jimin sees red.
“I will once you leave my sight!” Jimin seethes, “get the fuck out of my face!” Yoongi doesn't move. His eyes stuck on Jimin. For a second it feels like the alpha wants to say something and Jimin waits. Yoongi gives a curt nod, “fair enough.” He turns on his heels and leaves.
Jimin stands there for quite a few moments before he lets out a disbelieving laugh. He goes over to his bed to climb under the blanket. He is leaving for Edinburgh tomorrow. He can't continue like this. He can't. The next morning he leaves after making sure Jiyoon and Yoonji are fine with the nannies and Namjoon.
— Jimin didn't expect Yoongi to show up to Taehyung's house in Edinburgh. He didn't expect for the alpha to come after him, and he wished Yoongi didn't. As the two of them stand face to face, Taehyung closing the door to leave with Jungkook, Jimin feels overwhelmed.
“Go on,” Jimin mutters, “whatever you have to say, spit it out.” Yoongi gestures at the couch, “sit. Please.” Jimin eyes the couch and then the alpha. He sinks on the couch, staying as far away from Yoongi as he can manage. The alpha sits on the other end of the couch.
“We need to discuss the divorce,” Yoongi eyes the papers as he pulls them out from his bag, “there are some things you need to know.” Jimin says nothing. He is not sure what to tell the alpha whose mark he is carrying, along with another pup. He lets the alpha speak as he listens.
“The alimony and child support—” “I don't need shit from you,” Jimin snaps. Yoongi looks at him, “but, I want to. Jiyoon and Yoojin have their shares in my property.” Jimin can't help how his vision blurs. His heart aches as he looks at the alpha who doesn't make sense to him anymore. It's like he doesn't know this Yoongi. At all.
“I want to know how we ended up here,” Jimin tries to sound as composed as he can manage, “I want to know why she was worth ruining everything. Tell me. I deserve to know that much.” Yoongi looks at his hands and closes his eyes for a second. He takes his time, as if sorting through his thoughts. He looks at Jimin with a sigh, “you really want to know?” Jimin nods, “yes.”
“I met Imara in a rut club,” Yoongi stares at his hands, “I just took up the family business and I needed a partner. I probably mentioned a partner. Then... we met, and I cut it off with her,” Yoongi licks his lower lip, “then I met her again during our raid at the Cheong's shipment. I found her there with her pup...” he closes his eyes, “our pup.” Jimin goes taut.
Yoongi licks his lip, “he turned six this January. I didn't know about him. Imara never planned to tell me. When I found out, it kind of...” Yoongi waves his hands, “it felt like a lie. I couldn't believe that until I saw all the reports and him...” Yoongi's throat bobs, “he looks exactly like me... there was no doubt after that.”
“It was before I met you,” Yoongi looks at Jimin, “just to be clear.” Jimin's lips twitch, “that's the point where you started distancing yourself from us...?” he digs his nails on his thighs, “when you found out...?” Yoongi nods, “I didn't know how to bring it up to you. I didn't know how to tell you that I have another son out of the blue like that.”
“I wouldn't have cared about this news, you know?” Jimin shrugs, “your past before meeting me... I accepted it all. I would have accepted this, too. What bothers me is how you went back to her,” he nods when Yoongi's eyes snap to his, “didn't you? You are with her right now!”
“I saw those pictures of you two under her building,” Jimin hisses, “I can smell her on you. You...” a lone tear rolls down Jimin's cheek, “you cheated. Accept that. Voice that. I want to hear you accept it!” “I did,” Yoongi gives a small nod, “I started meeting her to see Ian. I don't know how it escalated...” Yoongi looks at his hands, “to Imara and I—” Jimin springs up and turns away to hide how nauseous he feels.
“I will have full custody of Jiyoon and Yoonji,” Jimin breathes out, “and, I don't need a single penny from you. They have their papa and his clan. They will be fine.” Jimin looks at the papers, “wait a second.” He runs to the room and pulls out a small box from his bag before coming back to the living room.
“It's yours,” Jimin places it down on the tea-table and pulls the divorce papers on his lap. As he starts to read the papers carefully, Yoongi takes the box and opens it. It has Jimin's wedding ring and the Min clan's necklace the Luna wears on occasions. Yoongi closes the box, putting it away in his bag.
Jimin signs the papers and notices Yoongi has already signed them. He drops it on the tea-table. “You have to come back to the country for the settlement,” Yoongi licks his lip, “I have my jet ready. It will save time.” Jimin wants nothing more than to rush this process. He nods. “I will see you there.” Yoongi leaves.