Absquatulate; a #yoonminau The phone beeps. The omega looks over at...

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.
βTell Jungkook to drive me home.β
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.
βSo, I will be under observation for these months?β he asks, eyeing the ceiling, βalone?β
No answer comes.
He gets up and starts walking towards the bedroom.
βI will visit,β Yoongi's voice reaches Jimin crystal clear in the silent room, βtime to time.β
Jimin smiles to himself. The words hurt somewhere in him.
βVisit time to time,β Jimin tastes those words on his tongue, βwhile I stay caged every day. Ah, if that's not familiar to me by now.β
He storms away.
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.
Taehyung squeezes his hands, βI will come to meet you in a week. I will be right there. More often then you would think is possible. Trust me.β
Jimin doesn't say anything to that. He doesn't want to hope for it.
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.
Jimin snorts, βπ»π'π ππππππππ¦ ππ’π π¦ π€ππ‘π© ππππππ‘πππ‘ π€πππ.β
Jimin shrugs those thoughts away, forcing himself to fall asleep.
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.
βWhat...β Jimin fumbles, βyou-β
Yoongi stands up properly, βlet's go. We are getting late.β
Yoongi opens the door of the car, βI own this island.β
Jimin squints at him, βthat doesn't really answer my question.β
Yoongi gestures inside the car, βthat's all you are getting. Get in.β
Jimin looks outside. His eyes taking in the greenery on one side and the sea on the other.
βDo you have beaches here?β
Yoongi nods, βit 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.β
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.
Yoongi hums, βthis side gives the view of the sunset. If you sleep late, the sun won't disturb you.β
Jimin goes to the balcony, inhaling the fresh air with a small smile. He lets out a sigh. His tension somehow ebbing off.
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.
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.
βHow are you?β the old lady asks with no emotion in her voice.
Jimin sits in the jut swing on his balcony, looking over the sunset, βgood.β
She hums, βare you following the diet and everything? How is the morning sickness?β
βI am not calling you because I worry,β she clarifies, βyou are under the best care-β
Jimin chuckles, βyou mean, I am in the best gilded cage you could find.β
Myung sighs, βperspective. I spent my pregnancy in shabby clubs. Trust me, you are doing much better.β
Jimin says nothing to that. He sips the tea he was having. It's almost lukewarm by now.
Myung hums, βI called you to ask you something about the apartment you had here.β
Jimin frowns.
Myung sounds exhausted, βJungkook dropped the responsibility on me, so I am asking you. You need to make a list of things you want from this apartment before they renovate it.β
Jimin looks at the setting sun, βrenovate it for whom?β
Myung is quiet. Jimin gets it then.
Myung sighs, βare you sure?β
Jimin gives a jerky nod, βy-yeah. I am sure,β he curses mentally, βhalmeoni, I will go now. Bye.β
He cuts the call.
Yoongi doesn't call him that. He never did. She looks at the apartment she is sitting in. Decorating it because Jungkook asked him to. For an omega Yoongi rescued a few months ago.
She sighs. Knowing why the omega will be staying here from now on.
βAnything specific I need to change?β Myung wonders.
Yoongi shrugs, looking around, βno. It looks well enough.β
Yoongi's surprised eyes snap to her and Myung waits. Yoongi's jaw ticks.
βHow is my personal life your business?β Yoongi wonders, βyou agreed to Jungkook's offer of helping in this. I didn't even want that.β
She storms out of the apartment. The thought somewhat bugging her that Yoongi looks so unbothered about everything. She gets inside her car and closes her eyes when the driver starts the car.
She hates how it bothers her how low Jimin sounded. She hates how a voice in her head tells her it's not okay for Jimin to go through this all alone. It's not mentally okay for Jimin to bear it all alone.
Myung shrugs to herself, βwhat did that stupid omega think will happen? These alphas don't care. They never will.β
Hoseok watches Yoongi get out of the car.
βStay here,β Yoongi says, throwing the coat over his shoulder, βI will be back in an hour or so.β
Hoseok arches a brow, βjust an hour?β
Yoongi looks at him, βhow long do you go for, hoba?β
Hoseok's lips twitch, βget going already.β
Yoongi walks inside the building. Where the new omega is. Hoseok leans against the seat. Closing his eyes.
He jumps upwards when someone slams a hand over the door of the car before getting inside.
Hoseok looks at Yoongi and back at the watch in the console. It has been more than an hour. He looks at the alpha who is fixing his buttons.
βTook you long enough,β Hoseok starts the car, βhome now?β
Hoseok notices how Yoongi's jaw stays tense. His eyes sharp and glaring at the passing buildings. He keeps smoking. One after another. Hosoek frowns. Not sure what is going on.
When Yoongi goes for a fourth cigarette, Hoseok stops him.
βEnough for a night,β he plucks the cigarette out of Yoongi's hand, βwhat's wrong?β
Hoseok eyes the ashtray, βyou went through three.β
Yoongi shakes his head, βno. I didn't. There's only one there.β
Hoseok looks at the ashtray again, βno, there are three, and you were going for the fourth.β
Hoseok looks at the ashtray, βthere-β
Yoongi flicks his forehead, βthat's not what I am talking about, hoba!β
Hoseok winces, βfirst, oww! Second, ohh! Well,β he clears his throat, βeveryone goes through performance problems sometimes. It will be fine. You can try tomorrow-β
Yoongi's glare stops him mid way.
Yoongi waves his hand, βjust drop me home.β
Hoseok sighs, βwhy are you forcing yourself anyway?β he turns the car towards Yoongi's residence, βit has been so long with Jimin. You got habituated-β
βShut up, hoba,β Yoongi curses, βjust drop me home.β
The omega is beautiful. He has a charming smile. He knows how to talk seductively. Yoongi can still feel those hands on him, taking off his shirt, feeling his chest, his abs...
Yoongi feels restless. A familiar feeling by now. He felt this way for too long now. Every time he had to go overseas for too long, he would feel this way. He would cut his travels short to come back and visit that apartment.
Yoongi never understood that trust. Where it came from.
Yoongi goes to sit on his bed, combing his fingers through his hair. He feels restless. That many cigarettes won't let him sleep. So, he pours himself a glass of whiskey and sits on the couch by the vast window in his bedroom.
βGood evening, sir!β one of his security heads answer.
βHow are things there?β Yoongi sips the whiskey.
Dwan, the guy, nods, βgood, sir. Things are quite good.β
βNo, sir,β Dwan sighs, βhe keeps to himself. He reads. He goes on walks. Some days he just sits on the beach for hours. He barely talks to anyone here. Forget calling someone.β
Yoongi closes his eyes, βI see.β
Yoongi shakes his head, βno. I will call again if needed.β
He cuts the call, opening his emails to check the PDF. Yoongi pauses when it opens to another sonogram.
βWhat exhaustion?β Yoongi wonders to himself, βhe has help. He doesn't have to do anything. Why is he exhausted?β
Yoongi dials the next number and lets it ring.
βHello?β
Yoongi grips the phone, βyou fainted twice.β
Jimin is quiet. Yoongi taps his fingers on the armrest.
Yoongi frowns, βit was sent to me as per protocol.β
βOh,β Jimin mumbles.
Yoongi arches a brow, βI asked something.β
Jimin doesn't reply right away. Yoongi frowns, getting impatient.
Yoongi bites the inside of his cheek, βyou are eating properly, why are you still having-β
βCan you not call me?β Jimin says out of the blue, sounding desperate as if he just forced himself to blurt it out, βI don't want to talk to you.β
Jimin sighs, βI made myself believe I am on my own now. I am here, in this unknown place, on my own. I am getting used to being alone. It's actually good because I will be on my own from here on. So, I am not complaining. It's just that, let me have this. I don't want you to call me and break this routine I am building for myself. I don't want to talk to you. We don't have to. Ever again. Why are you doing this anyway? You replaced me. It was easy, obviously. I am erasing you from my life too. Just let me. Let's not do this. Let's not mess things up like this.β
Jimin cuts the call.
Jimin turns to look at the sea. He doesn't cry. He doesn't want to anymore. He has accepted his fate.
He next day goes the same, following the same routine.
Jimin frowns, looking at the door of the gym before he grabs his towel and wipes his sweat. He puts on the robe over his tank-top and yoga pants before walking out of the gym. He freezes when he sees one of the servants opening the door.
Yoongi walks in. Two guards following him with his luggage.
Yoongi points at a room on the first floor, βthere.β
The guards bow before going upstairs. Yoongi looks at Jimin then.
βI told you I will visit.β
Jimin grips the towel, βI told you not to!β
Jimin inhales the alpha's scent and the familiar ache comes barrelling back. He kind of forced himself to forget how the alpha smells. Made his nest with his own clothes so the pups also know, there is no one else.
He slams the door of his bedroom, locking it properly. Jimin lies down on the bed, curling in on himself.
βIgnore him,β Jimin tells himself, βhe will leave soon, anyway.β
He pauses when he sees Yoongi sitting at the top of the table. Jimin sits across from him. Yoongi looks up from his phone, Jimin looks away.
βMore rice?β
Jimin looks up at the server and nods. His eyes accidentally finding the alpha across from him.
Jimin feels the way the hair on his nape stand up because of that heavy gaze. He looks down at his plate. Suddenly feeling awkward.
Yoongi shrugs, his expression not changing a bit, βnever saw you this casual before.β
Jimin looks at himself. He breathes out and looks back at the alpha.
βYou only saw me during the galas I would go with you,β Jimin shrugs, βwhen did you ever stay in the apartment anyway?β
βIs that a complaint?β Yoongi arches a brow.
Jimin bites his lower lip, focusing on his food, βdoes that matter?β
Yoongi takes a bite of his food and hums, βthat didn't sound like an answer.β
Jimin gulps a mouthful of rice, βI wasn't answering you anyway.β
βYou need anything else, sir?β the server asks.
Jimin licks his lip, βdo you have the broth?β
The server nods, βyes, sir. I'll bring it.β
Jimin finishes another bowl of it. A little surprised himself. When was the last time he ate like this?
Jimin wipes his mouth, hesitating. He is not sure if he should say something or not.
βJoin me for a walk.β
Jimin blinks, βhuh?β
Jimin stares. Not sure what the alpha is saying.
βWith you?β Jimin stands up, gripping the edge of the table.
Yoongi nods, βyes. Is there a problem?β
Jimin nods, βwhy are you doing all this?β
βYou should walk after dinner,β the man gestures at the door, βI will wait outside. Wear a jacket. It's breezy outside.β
---
That's how Jimin finds himself at the beach. With the alpha beside him.
He stops. He can do it.
Jimin ignores the alpha. He steps onto the damp sand and hurries to stand where the waves keep coming. A smile adorns his lips when the waves touch his feet.
With Yoongi, they can't do that. They are far away from the two, but they are following them.
Jimin looks at the sea, breathing in deeply. He looks down at his feet. How the waves are pulling the sand with them. A weird sensation left under Jimin's feet.
βYou will catch cold,β Yoongi says from a distance, βthe water is freezing.β
Jimin sighs, pocketing the seashells, βyeah, yeah.β
He doesn't notice the wave coming from behind. The tide too heavy. It comes silently to crash against Jimin with force. Jimin goes lurching, unsteady on his feet because of the sand moving under his feet. He closes his eyes in reflex, knowing he is about to fall and scrape his knees or hit the stones on the beach.
βTold you to be careful,β Yoongi whispers, βare you okay?β
Jimin is not sure.
Jimin's eyes roam over Yoongi's face. The soft glow of the moonlight making Yoongi look paler. Softer. Those eyes hold something tender that Jimin knows he is imagining.
Yoongi's arms flex, his hold tightening on Jimin for a second, βcouldn't let you get lost with the waves.β
Jimin sucks in a breath. The words ring in his ears. He tries to find the mirth in Yoongi's eyes. To see what sick joke the alpha is playing.
Those eyes hold nothing but honesty. It makes no sense to him.
Yoongi shrugs, his hand carefully tucking a strand of hair behind Jimin's ear, βI promised your safety. I am here to keep the promise.β
Jimin swallows, βare you accepting the pups?β
Yoongi freezes.
Yoongi steps back, looking away, βthey are yours.β
Jimin feels the waves crack his ribcage, spilling out painfully. He swallows, nodding.
He smiles to himself, βsorry. I shouldn't have asked that.β
βLet's go back,β Jimin mumbles, βI am tired.β
Yoongi reaches to take a hold of Jimin's wrist, βhey.β
Jimin doesn't fight when the alpha comes to stand in front of him. His hand holding Jimin's wrist.
Yoongi breathes out deeply, βit's for the best.β
Jimin nods, βokay. Fine. I get it. Let's go.β
βI want you to understand,β Jimin snaps, βI want you to understand that you accept it or not, they are yours! Others will know! I won't tell anyone. You won't, either. But, truth will come out some day. If you really cared, you would step up to protect them. You simply don't!β
Yoongi flinches, pulling his hand back as if burnt, βI am doing what's best for you three.β
βShut up,β Yoongi says in a barely containing rage, βyou don't know anything!β
βWhat do you expect anyway?β Yoongi wonders, scoffs, βfor us to fall madly in love with each other? For you to stick by my side when I beg you to leave because one of my enemies found my whereabouts, and they are coming to kill me? What do you want? To die with me, bleed out on the floor with my pups but yay, it's a happy ending because we are together? Is that it?!β
Jimin sighs, βlet's go home.β
He never even imagined a future with the alpha. In any way romantic. He simply doesn't believe in such delusion. He knows his place. He just wanted the pups to have Yoongi.
He knew about this brother. Encountered in his home with his pregnant wife.
Jimin blows out a breath. He closes his eyes. His hands resting on his stomach.
βSo, we are definitely alone,β Jimin murmurs, nodding to himself, βno one to lean onto, kids.β
βI wish you heal,β Jimin whispers, hugging a pillow, βsome day.β
---
Yoongi frowns when his phone rings. He looks at the screen. It's past three in the morning.
βWe found out something you would like to know,β Hoseok sounds tensed, βsomething important.β
Yoongi yawns, βit couldn't wait?β
βIt's about your brother and her,β Hoseok murmurs.
Yoongi hasn't given up. He never will.
βWhat about it?β Yoongi sits up on the bed, βwhat did you find?β
Yoongi feels the way his every muscle goes taut. How a fire lights in his heart all over again. His arms flex with the raw need to strangle someone.
βThat's not the main news,β Hoseok says.
Hoseok blows out a breath, βMr. Park had a son. He gave the pup up to an orphanage for safekeeping. After the birth of that son, he made sure to keep him in the orphanage. Made sure no one gets to adopt him or take him away.β
βKill him,β Yoongi hisses, glaring at the wall in front of him, βfind that heir and kill him.β
Hoseok swallows audibly, βit's Jimin.β
Then the name registers in his brain. His eyes widen. For a second, Yoongi feels nothing. Too shocked to do anything. Then everything comes rushing back to him. At once.
The flashbacks of watching her bleed out on the floor...
His brother coughing blood, his hand pressed on his stomach where the bullets hit him. His hand desperately pointing at her.
Her wide, fearful eyes so full of despair. Her begging Yoongi to save her pups at least.
βHe was there,β Hoseok curses, βremember, you thought they were there to steal the goods? Apparently, they were there to save Jimin.β
Yoongi stands up, βthen...β
βYou took him in,β Hosoek reasons, βMr. Park got cautious. He didn't want to rise suspicion.β
Yoongi scoffs, βso, he was okay that his son was getting laid with me? Really?β
Hoseok curses, βYoongi...β
Yoongi freezes, βor, maybe, he wanted his son to come to me.β
Hoseok frowns, βhuh?β
Yoongi's jaw ticks, everything falling into its right place, βhe planned this.β
Yoongi nods, βthis. All of this. Jimin meeting me. Him getting pregnant, because, let's be honest, how did that even happen? We took every protection possible! It makes no sense!β
βYou make no sense,β Hoseok frowns.
Hoseok stays quiet. In his mind, Yoongi makes sense. Hoseok shivers at the thought of Jimin's fate now.
βYes, because he would confess everything,β Yoongi scoffs, βhe will agree that he was doing all this because his father said it. Of course. Brilliant plan, Hoba.β
Hoseok grimaces, βthen, now what?β
βHe is carrying your pups,β Hoseok goes alert, βYoongi, don't do something stupid. I am telling you-β
βIt's a full circle, hoba,β Yoongi walks towards the door, βI saw her bleed out on the floor with the pups. Mr. Park experiences the same.β
Yoongi cuts the call. He will do all that later.
He looks at the omega sleeping soundly on the bed.
Yoongi walks up to the omega. In his pocket, the gun feels too heavy. He stands at the edge of the bed, hand gripping the gun in his pocket. His eyes roam over that sleeping face.
Yoongi watches the omega, βshe was awake. She saw her death coming. She went through that fright. You should, too.β
Jimin frowns, squirming on the bed. Yoongi traces the jaw with the gun mindlessly. His mind racing back to that night. Those images flashing across his eyes.
βWake up,β he roars.
Jimin flinches, blinking awake, βwh-β
Jimin gapes, freezing, βwhat...β
Yoongi smirks, βdid I disturb?β
Jimin comes up on his elbows, βwh...what are you doing?β
Yoongi waves the gun, βcan't you see?β he smiles, βPark?β
That expression and that one word sets fire on Yoongi. He points the gun, glaring at Jimin.
βDon't fucking act with me,β Yoongi seethes, βdon't even try-β
Jimin looks at the gun and back at Yoongi, βyou are here to kill me? Is this why you came?β
Jimin sits there. Flabbergasted. His eyes moving from the gun to the alpha in front of him. Jimin tries to make sense of what is going on, and yet nothing makes sense.
βGo on,β Yoongi gestures, βbeg for your life.β
Jimin smiles, a hopeless laugh escaping his lips, βgo on.β
Yoongi pauses, βwhat?β
Jimin gestures, βgo on. I won't stop you. I can't stop you. I am stuck here.β
Yoongi smiles, βyou are smart. Judging by you are a Park, I expect that of you.β
Jimin says nothing to that.
Jimin thinks. He sits, eyes on the alpha.
He steadies himself, βI'm glad it's you.β
Yoongi doesn't pull the trigger. He wants Jimin to beg for his life. He wants Jimin to be terrified, like everyone gets in front of a barrel of a gun.
He watches Jimin cover his stomach instinctively...
Jimin shrieks, βYoongi!β
Yoongi looks over his shoulder, writhing with pain, βwh-β
Namjoon stands at the door, βget away from him.β
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Yoongi knows there's a bullet lodged in his shoulder. The pain is blinding as blood seeps out. Yet, he can't move. All he can do is stare at Namjoon in utter disbelief.
Namjoon nods, glare fixed on Yoongi, βI am working to protect Jimin. Stay the hell away from him!β
βWhat is going on?!β Jimin demands, standing up on the bed, βyou are bleeding!
He reaches to grab Jimin and yank him closer.
Jimin stumbles, falling against Yoongi's chest with a cry.
Yoongi presses the gun against his temple, glaring at Namjoon.
Namjoon smirks, βyou die too. If I can't save him, I will make sure you are not saved either. Let him go. He knows nothing!β
Jimin squirms in Yoongi's hold, βyou are bleeding. There's a bullet-β
βShut up,β Yoongi curses, βnow!β
βHow will you get out anyway?β he wonders, βyou are trapped, Namjoon.β
βYou love him,β Yoongi's lips twitch, βoh, you are in love with him.β
Jimin stills in Yoongi's hold, and Namjoon's eyes turn blood-red.
βI do,β Namjoon nods, βalways have!β
Jimin screams when Namjoon lurches backwards. Yoongi's bullet hitting him on the thigh. Namjoon hits the wall, the gun falls on the floor. Yoongi kicks it away from Namjoon.
βNow, love birds,β Yoongi smirks in fury, βstay where you are.β
βNow,β Yoongi looks at Namjoon, βtell me how you were planning to escape?β
Namjoon shrugs, βI wasn't.β
Namjoon sighs, breathing heavy, βyou were not supposed to find out. I came here to see him,β he looks at Jimin, face contorting, βI wanted to see how he is doing. I had your phone taped. When you were talking to Hoba, I heard it all and came here.β
βI would,β Namjoon says with conviction, eyes burning with hate, βI would find a way! I would take him somewhere good.β
Yoongi arches a brow, a twisted smirk on his lips.
βCan someone explain what is going on?β Jimin asks.
βI am an orphan,β Jimin stares, βwhat are you talking about?β
Cold fury runs down Yoongi's spine. He marches up to Jimin, and Namjoon gets on his feet with a hiss.
βStay away from him!β
Namjoon shakes his head, βI would rather die than see you hurt him. Don't you dare-β
βThe pups are yours, aren't they?β Yoongi jeers, βyou fucked up the results. The pups-β
Namjoon shrugs, βyeah, they are. So?β
Yoongi smiles, βgod, you are still keeping up the act-β
βI am not,β Jimin reaches to grip Yoongi's bicep.
Yoongi looks at the omega, βyou wanted me to shoot you right away. Now you want to talk. Why? You want to save your lover now?β
Jimin shakes his head, forcing Yoongi to turn to him, βjust, first, calm down. We can talk this out-β
Yoongi cries out when Namjoon hits him from the back.
βHyung!β Jimin grasps Namjoon's shirt, βdon't! Oh, god, no-β
βJimin, go!β Namjoon orders, βgo downstairs and wait for me!β
Namjoon fixes the gun before aiming at Yoongi's head. Yoongi is looking at him over his shoulder, twisting and trying to get away.
βI am sorry,β Namjoon shrugs.
Namjoon shakes his head, βhe won't let you live, Jimin. Don't be stupid. He will kill you!β
βHyung, no,β Jimin sobs, trembling, βplease, no. Don't do this. Please.β
Then he hears the ear-splitting scream. Jimin doubles over, falling on the ground.
For a second, Yoongi's heart stops beating.
Yoongi squirms out of Namjoon's hold and rushes to the omega. Jimin is curled in on himself. His left hand cradled to his chest. The bullet went through his palm.
Yoongi grabs the handβ¦
Yoongi notices how the omega is trembling. His pulse running too fast in Yoongi's hold. His hand too cold. Yoongi reaches blindly for a scarf on the bed that Jimin used for nesting and wraps it tightly around Jimin's palm. Jimin cries in pain.
Yoongi glares, βsnap out of it!β he pulls Jimin up to himself, βgo and fucking call the doctor! Don't sit there like he died!β
Namjoon blinks, coming back to his senses.
Jimin flinches when Namjoon's hand reaches for him. He turns to hide his face against Yoongi's throat with a low whimper.
Yoongi can smell the distress on the omega and it's like their first meeting again.
Namjoon sniffles, eyes stuck on Jimin who keeps squirming up to Yoongi. He calls the doctor from his phone, eyes never leaving Jimin.
Yoongi's arm flexes, his muscles taut, when he wraps his arm around Jimin.
Jimin feels exhausted. Something hammering in his head. He doesn't understand what is going on. He doesn't understand why is everything happening and the unbearable pain in his palm makes his omega terrified. He clings onto the scent his brain associates with 'home.'
Yoongi.
Jimin buries his face against Yoongi's throat, βit hurts...β
Jimin snorts, a hopeless smile on his lips, βinstead of calling the doctor, just pull the trigger. End this for me.β
Yoongi breathes in, βdon't push it. I really want to-β
βDo it,β Jimin glares, tears glimmering in his eyes, βyou saved my life once. You take it. I won't let anyone else.β
Namjoon goes to stand up, hissing in pain.
Jimin shakes his head, βdon't snap at him! He is injured too!β he grimaces, βonly if you two knot-heads could hold your horses!β
βCheck him first!β Yoongi snaps, pointing at Jimin who lies down, βI am fine! For fuck's sake!β
βI need him alive for interrogation!β Yoongi gestures, letting a nurse check on him, βthat's all!β
Namjoon rolls his eyes, looking at Jimin as another nurse starts to look at his wound.
βAre you out of your damn mind?!β
Yoongi sighs, sipping his coffee, βgood to see you too, Hoba.β
Hoseok marches up to Yoongi to grab him by the collars, βif you killed Namjoon, I would-β
βHe loves Jimin,β Yoongi looks at the alpha, βyou got no chance with him.β
Yoongi shrugs, βresting. Both are locked up in different rooms.β
Yoongi's jaw ticks, βJimin got shot while saving me.β
Hoseok blinks, βhuh?β
Yoongi nods, βhe is too shaken to register it. I did. I saw.β
Yoongi's eyes snap to the alpha, and Hoseok is stretching his arms over his head with a flippant expression.
βShould have killed him, or the pups,β he yawns, βproblem solved.β
Yoongi grips the mug in his hand. Hoseok doesn't miss the action.
Yoongi turns on his heels, βI will see which room you can stay in-β
βWhy can't you be honest to yourself?β Hoseok calls him.
βShut up, hoba,β Yoongi hisses, βstop it!β
βI want him safe and healthy,β Yoongi snaps, following behind the doctor, βso, I can use him as a bait to lure his father in.β
Hoseok looks at him with pure disappointment, βreally?β
Hoseok clicks his tongue, βexactly, what else was I expecting?β
Yoongi doesn't ask Hosoek anything more because they are walking inside the omega's room. Yoongi looks at the empty bed.
βWhere is he?β Yoongi roars, looking at the guards in front of the door, βI told you all-β
The door of the washroom opens and Jimin walks out. Hoseok snorts.
Yoongi's hand hovers over the gun strapped to his chest. Jimin looks up with confusion, his eyes skimming over every face before pausing on Yoongi.
Yoongi frowns, βyeah...?β
Jimin gestures, βdid you knock before barging inside?β
Hoseok clears his throat. Yoongi stares. Not sure if Jimin is kidding or he really means it.
βExcuse me?β
Yoongi doesn't spare Hoseok a glance. Not when Jimin is looking at him with that displeased yet vacant eyes.
βWhat if I was changing?β Jimin wonders.
Yoongi blinks, trying to understand what to say, βhuh?β
βWhy would you change here, you have a literal walk-in-closet?!β Yoongi points at that door.
Jimin shrugs, βit was an example. Go out and come back after knocking.β
The doctor, the two nurses and his guards outside are listening in. He glares at the omega who looks at him with those tired eyes again.
Hoseok turns on his feet, βlet's go-β
βDid I tell you to move?β Yoongi snaps at Hosoek, βstay still!β
βAre you threatening me?β Yoongi takes a step forward, glowering, βare you forgetting-β
βYou need me to be okay,β Jimin sits at the edge of the bed, βfor your plan or whatever it is. So, I am telling you. Learn manners. Go now.β
Jimin watches him, βwell, I need you out of my room for now.β
βLet's not waste time,β he almost drags Yoongi out of the room, the others following.
Yoongi jerks himself free, βwhat does he think of himself?!β
Hoseok knocks on the door, βmay we come in?β
Hoseok winces, βcan you, like, chill?β
Yoongi gestures, βchill? Really?!β
He pushes Hoseok away to grab the knob of the door.
βWait a second,β Jimin says from the inside, βlet me change first.β
Yoongi pauses.
βLet's go?β Hoseok nudges him.
Hoseok nudges him again, βwhat happened? Let's go?β
Yoongi closes his eyes, breathing through his mouth as he hisses, βdon't push it, hoba.β
They wait almost five minutes before Jimin calls them inside.
βYou are wearing the same clothes.β
Jimin gives a non-committal shrug, βI decided against changing.β
Yoongi digs his feet into the soles of his shoes to not lurch forward.
βWe will check on the babies-β
Jimin stops the doctor, βI want to talk to you about something. In private.β
βNo,β Yoongi snaps.
βThere will be no discussion where I am not present,β Yoongi goes to stand at the foot of the bed, crossing his arms over his chest, βdeal with it.β
Jimin looks at Hoseok, βhyung?β
Yoongi doesn't bother answering. His eyes fixed on the omega, who watches Hoseok walk out with the nurses and close the door behind him.
Jimin looks at the doctor then.
Yoongi notices the omega's eyes closing for a fraction of a second. His throat bobbing and hands coming to rest on his stomach. As if, on reflex.
Jimin looks at the doctor with determination, βit has been two or so months. Can I abort the pups now?β
Or, maybe, his heart stops beating for a second.
Then it all comes rushing back and Yoongi blinks.
Jimin nods, composed as ever, βdo we use pills or medical-β
βCan you wait outside?β Yoongi addresses the doctor, eyes glued on Jimin, βdon't open your damn mouth about this.β
The doctor springs up from his seat, βyes, sir. Of course.β
βWhat is this new drama now?β
Jimin looks at him with a small smile, βI finally came to my senses. I realized, you were right. The pups should be aborted.β
βMy father is, apparently, works in the same field as you,β Jimin murmurs, βas Namjoon hyung said. After my birth, he left me at an orphanage to keep me safe and away from harm's eyes. What a loser.β
Yoongi thinks, as he looks at that smile, he would have preferred tears over that smile.
Yoongi's arm flexes on instinct.
Jimin looks at the sea then, βthey will be tossed to foster homes or left on the streets. With no one to look after them.β
Yoongi's jaw ticks.
Yoongi shoves the bile down his throat. His mouth too dry for him to say anything to the omega.
Jimin shrugs, βI was being a fool. You were right. I should have listened to you then.β
βYou think I can run a crime syndicate?β Jimin laughs, shaking his head, βyou think there won't be people trying to get rid of me? People who worked with him, against him?β
Yoongi notices the forced smile. He notices the omega's mute scent. He sees those dim eyes.
There is something so suffocating about those dim eyes. Yoongi can't look at them for long.
βMy father,β Jimin tastes those words on his tongue, looks at Yoongi, βand, Joonie hyung?β
Jimin shrugs, βwho am I to want anything when I have no idea if you will spare my life or not.β
Yoongi grips his hands together, βif you are proven innocent, I will let you go.β
Jimin's lips twitch, βyou keep changing narratives.β
Yoongi looks at him, nods, βif that's what you want, sure.β
Jimin nods, βthat's what I want,β his smile dims, βI can't do this. I can't keep proving they belong to another person too. Not when that person is you.β
Yoongi breathes out, calling over his shoulder, βcome in, hoba!β
The door opens to the others to walk in.
βSo, you really want to go through with the abortion?β
Jimin nods, βyes, doctor. I want to. I have thought about it.β
Yoongi looks at the doctor, βyes?β
The doctor gestures at Jimin, βso, the abortion...?β
Yoongi shrugs, βwhatever he chooses. Whenever you see fit. You two decide.β
The doctor nods.
Jimin hums, offering a small smile to the doctor, βthank you.β
The doctor looks at Yoongi, βwe need to bring him to the hospital for the tests and the operation.β
Jimin looks at the doctor, βcan't we get done with the tests today itself?β
The doctor agrees, βsure. We can leave right now. If things are fine, we can do the operation in a day or two.β
He goes alert when the door opens and someone actually steps inside. Not slide the plate in.
βHobi?β Namjoon whispers.
βHoseok,β Hoseok turns to him, eyes unreadable, βnot hobi anymore.β
Namjoon swallows, βI am sorry. I had to. Jimin is my first prior-β
Namjoon stares. Not sure if he heard the alpha right. Hoseok looks back.
βWhat?β Namjoon frowns, βwhat are you talking about?β
Hoseok nods, βI will help. Run away with him. I will get you out of this island safely.β
Hosoek shrugs, βtwo promises.β
Namjoon arches a brow, βtwo promises?β
Hoseok nods, βyou will take Jimin away. Won't return to Korea and never think of taking over that Park clan. Just leave. For ever.β
Hoseok swallows, βyou won't, ever, hurt Yoongi. In any way. Promise me.β
Namjoon stares, βwhatβ¦β
Hoseok's eyes gloss over, he clears his throat, βthese two crossed path but they are not meant to be. You two are. Also...β
Hoseok's jaw hardens, eyes glowing red, βI will put a bullet through your skull. I mean it.β
They both look at each other for a long moment.
βWhy would Jimin agree?β Namjoon snorts, grimaces, βhe favours Yoongi.β
βI won't hurt them, hobi,β Namjoon's throat closes in, βyou really think I would?β
Hoseok pulls back, looking away, βI don't know you. Do I?β
Hoseok shrugs, βthat's my problem. Now, you listen how you will do it.β
---
Yoongi sits on the chair, one leg crossed over the other. He watches Hoseok talk to Namjoon.
βHe will do it,β Hoseok says, βgladly.β
βWhy are we doing this?β Hosoek wonders, taking a long gulp of the alcohol, βI am just so clueless.β
βJimin knows nothing about his father,β Yoongi gets up...
Hoseok snorts.
Yoongi watches Hoseok, βI knew you were lightweight, but, damn. You just took one sip.β
Yoongi throws a bottle of whiskey on the floor. It breaks with an eerie sound, pieces of glass going everywhere. Hoseok doesn't flinch. Yoongi glares at him.
βDon't.β
Yoongi turns his back on Hoseok, βthis is the only option. Lesser evil.β
Hoseok snorts, βtell him then,β he nods when Yoongi frowns at him, βtell him this. If you think this is a brilliant idea, why not tell him? Or, maybe, stop deciding for him and let him choose!β
Hoseok leaves.
Pups.
His pups.
The idea is so foreign, it hasn't really registered with Yoongi yet. There are two, not one, two lives who are his fault. Yoongi lies on his bed and tries to imagine a life with them in it. He snorts at the idea because he can't even image it.
Yoongi sits up. He hates how Hoseok's words ring in his ears. He curses, leaving his room in hope to go for a walk.
Who cares? Yoongi thinks, going down the stairs, who really cares?
He stops when he notices the faint light coming from the backyard. Yoongi frowns, walking towards it.
Jimin hasn't realized Yoongi is there. Yoongi walks up behind him.
βYou shouldn't be here,β Yoongi ignores how Jimin flinches.
Yoongi looks at the sea himself, βwhat are you doing here?β
βCouldn't sleep,β Jimin waves his hand, βkeep seeing weird dreams.β
Nightmares. Surely not dreams.
Yoongi swallows, βdo I feature in them?β
Yoongi hums, βthe nightmares you have, do I feature in them, or it's just me?β
Jimin stares for a second before looking away, βyou are such a narcissist. I don't dream about you.β
Yoongi blinks, looking at the omega, βthen?β
Jimin says nothing.
Then the person vanishes and that bright light makes his eyes hurt. He closes them and he is falling. The bundles are falling too. With him.
Jimin shudders at the thought, forcing himself to just stay awake.
Those bundles are his pups. He couldn't save them. Not in his dream. Not in his reality. Jimin tries not to let that thought get to his head.
Yoongi looks at him, βthe doctor said it will be within a week.β
Jimin wants to be done with it. He doesn't want to have second thoughts. He doesn't want to see those dreams again.
Jimin pauses. He frowns. He looks back at the alpha, who is looking at ahead. Not looking at him.
βWhat?β he wonders.
Yoongi's face is hidden in the darkness, Jimin can't really make out his expression.
βYou can leave with him.β
Yoongi hums, βI will take down your father's syndicate. If you were never a part of that, I don't have anything against you. You two can just leave. Have a family-β
βNo,β Jimin looks away, βI am not going to run away with him. He loves me. I don't.β
βYou are planning something stupid, aren't you?β Jimin demands.
When Yoongi says nothing, Jimin reaches to grab the alpha by his collars.
βWhat did you do?!β
Jimin's knuckles turn white with the force he applies to his hold, βI won't go with him. I will make sure of it. If you planned something stupid, you will regret it. I am not going with him. I can leave alone. Not with him!β
Yoongi curses.
βNo,β Jimin frees Yoongi's collars, shouting, βno! Why can't you understand the idea repulses me?! I love hyung, but not like that! It makes my skin crawl to think what you are thinking! I will do something to myself-β
Yoongi watches Jimin stepping backwards...
Yoongi lurches forward to grab Jimin around his shoulders, yanking him back to his chest.
Jimin slams against him, a whimper leaving his mouth, βno, don't let me fall!β
Yoongi looks at the omega and back at the front. No one is there. He pulls back a little and sees Jimin's eyes are closed. His brows furrowed. He is chanting those words.
βYou didn't fall,β Yoongi whispers, βyou are fine. You didn't fall. No one is here.β
Jimin opens his eyes, looking around.
βI will not go with him,β Jimin whispers, his hot breath ghosting between them, βI left once. Why did you bring me back?β
βYou called me,β Yoongi murmurs, βremember?β
Jimin shrugs, βdon't pick it up.β
βWhy can't you love him?β Yoongi wonders, βalso, how many people do you think are together for love?β
Jimin stares at him, βI would be with someone for love, or, I can be alone.β
βI don't need a fairytale!β Jimin stomps his foot, βI just need you to stop dictating my life!β
βWhere would you go?β Yoongi demands, βtell me!β
He pulls away, combing his hair back with both of his hands. Yoongi feels frustrated.
Jimin stands there, leaning against the pillar.
Yoongi thinks, βfine. I will let you decide what you want. Tell me.β
Jimin's lips twist, he wraps his arms around himself, βyeah. That's what I want.β
Yoongi watches the omega turn on his feet and get inside the house. He stands there, in the darkness.
βSo, he just chose to abort the pups?β Myung sounds sceptical.
Yoongi grits his teeth, already feeling frustrated, βyes! Can you just drop it? We are leaving for it tomorrow. After that, he will be on his way-β
βThose are your babies, Yoonie,β Myung whispers.
βYes, and?β Yoongi sounds hollow, even to himself, βsuddenly you care? You wanted them gone, too.β
βPeople change mind, like he did,β Myung murmurs, βcan I talk to him once?β
Myung sighs, βlet me talk to him once. Please. This once, listen to your halmeoni.β
Yoongi stays quiet. Myung takes that as his agreement.
βCome on,β Myung urges him gently, βgive him the phone. Where is he? Go there. I will wait.β
βShe wants to talk to you,β Yoongi holds out the phone, βkeep it on speaker.β
Myung chuckles, βyes, Yoongi doesn't trust me.β
Jimin takes the phone and goes to sit on the bed.
Myung hums, βI will go straight to the point here, Jimin. I heard about the abortion. I have a proposal for you.β
Jimin looks at the phone. Confused. Yoongi stands, equally confused.
βThank you, halmeoni,β Jimin smiles at the phone, βI thought you hated me. You're saying thisβ¦it means a lot to me.β
Myung hums, βbut?β
Jimin doesn't want that. He knows, some day, Yoongi has to get married. He will have a family. Jimin doesn't want to raise his kids in a household where they will face conflicts growing up. He doesn't want to be a part of all that.
Myung hums in understanding, βthey won't be a second choice, Jimin. They won't be the leftovers. I will treat them right.β
Jimin's vision blurs with the thought that Myung got his thoughts. He squirms, sneaking a glance at the alpha.
Myung stays quiet. Jimin shakes his head.
βIf he really had the choice, Min Yoongi,β Myung hisses, βhe won't be choosing this! You idiot of an alpha!β
Jimin hates how tempting the idea sounds. He hates it altogether.
Jimin looks at Yoongi who looks away. He doesn't protest.
βNo,β he swallows, βno, halmeoni. Thank you so much. I can't. I am sorry.β
He cuts the call, holding out the phone for Yoongi.
βWhat are those for?β he points.
Jimin looks over at them, βI am leaving tomorrow. No? So, packed things up. One more suitcase to go.β
Jimin smiles, βwell, no. I will leave right from the hospital, though.β
βππ©πππ π€πππ π¦ππ’ ππβ¦β
Yoongi clears his throat, βright,β he eyes the luggage, βyeah. Okay.β
Yoongi puts his hands in his pockets, balling them, βright.β
βπ·π π¦ππ’ π©ππ£π πππππ¦? π΄π‘ πππ?β
Yoongi doesn't ask.
βWe will take Namjoon with us when we go,β Yoongi informs Hoseok, βand, leave them on the land after we reach there.β
Hosoek frowns, tilting his head, βwe are not killing a traitor for the first time. Why is that now?β
βYou just want to leave Namjoon there with Jimin because you know he will follow Jimin wherever the omega goes!β Hoseok snaps, βyou are still trying to set them up. What the hell?!β
Yoongi glares, βno, I am not!β
Yoongi storms off, ignoring Hoseok who keeps calling him back.


