Jimin was tired of replaying those horrifying moments over and over again. He told the officers everything that happened twice and also the two detectives in charge. He knew they were just doing what was required of them but just remembering the gun in his face had him breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Okay, Mr. Park," began the officer as he closed his notepad, "this would be all for the moment. If you remember anything else, you can call me at this number." He handed Jimin his card and also a slip with a case number as reference. "If I don't answer go ahead and leave me a message with this case number and a call back number, and I'll give you a call as soon as I'm available. Have a safe rest of your night, Mr. Park." He shook Yoongi's hand before walking away – neither one did a thing to correct him.
Yoongi puts his arm around Jimin's shorter frame and the younger welcomes it by wrapping his arms around the elder's waist. Their body fit so well against each other that the blonde didn't want to let him go. They walk towards Jin's pickup, still in each other's arms, Jimin tried to ignore it but everyone could see the discomfort Taehyung felt seeing them in the other's arms.
"They said he could go home now," began Yoongi. "Let's get out of here." He kissed Jimin's forehead and received a pleasant hum in return and a soft 'I'm hungry' from red-head. "Let's get him something to eat".
"Okay," sadly smiled Jin. "Thanks for keeping him company until we got here. Shut up, Taehyung," he scolded the taller male when he saw him open his mouth.
"I didn't say anything!" the youngest of Kim argued.
"But I know what you're gonna say. Not now," he turned back to face Jimin and Yoongi. "Come on, Jiminnie, let's go home." But his brother didn't move. "Jimin?"
The red-head shook his head 'no'.
"Minnie?" question Yoongi. "You have to go home and rest."
"Come with me, hyung," he looked up and stared into dark eyes he loved so much. "I don't want to be alone." With what happened that night he wanted to tell Yoongi about what happened after he left. He wanted the blonde to have that father-son relationship with Jungguk if something were to happen to him.
Yoongi didn't know what to say. "I, ah, okay." He heard Taehyung groan in disagreement. He wasn't sure what made him agree to going with Jimin. What if Jungguk's father or mother arrives to see their son and see Jimin in the arms of another man? What if they try to fight for full custody of the child and revoke Jimin's visitation rights?
"Tae, go with Joonie and his friend to buy some chicken from that place Jimin likes. They are open 24 hours," ordered Jin, nudging the younger towards the two rappers. Taehyung didn't have time to protest because his brother told him that they'd talk later.
Jimin climbed into the cab of the truck and strapped his son into his car seat. Yoongi sat in the passenger seat and stole glances at Jimin as they waited for Jin to get in the vehicle so they could go towards the apartment.
Arriving at their floor, Jungguk grabbed Yoongi's hand and pulled him towards the apartment, hurrying his Appa to quickly open the door. Yoongi wasn't sure why the boy had taken such an interest in him so quickly but the feeling was mutual. From what he had seen, they boy wasn't like other children he had met throughout his life. He was calm, had a sassy side, liked to sing along to song, and was very talkative if he liked the topic they were talking about.
"Come on," called out the child as Jimin opened the door. He pulled his Abeoji straight to the living room where some of his toys were and sat the man on the floor. He opened his toy chest and began rummaging through it trying to find what he wanted to show his dad.
Yoongi chuckled softly to himself as he watched to boy. Toys were flying everywhere and he still didn't know what he was looking for. He raised a brow when Jungguk pulled out a pair of purple googles and slipped them on. This kid!
"Appa, my beaw?" Jungguk turned to look at Jimin, who was now sitting on the couch with his head resting on Jin's shoulder.
"In the room, baby. He's on the middle of the bed next to Iron Man," smiled Jimin. He knew what bear his their son was talking about. He hoped things would have turned out differently tonight. He hoped he would have given Yoongi a chance to process the face he was a father, but after tonight he couldn't put it off much longer. He needed to give Yoongi a reason to live like Hoseok told him earlier.
"I'll go help Junggukie get the bear," quickly added Jin as he stood from his seat. He gave Jimin a knowing look before walking away.
"Cute kid, Jiminnie," whispered Yoongi as he stared at Jimin. "You and partner must be proud." He forced a smile on his face. It truly hurt him to admit it.
"His father doesn't know about him."
That took Yoongi for surprise.
"I never got a chance to tell his father I was pregnant. I couldn't look at my parents in the eyes when I told them and I sure as hell couldn't go to his family home because his parents were still processing the fact he preferred dick," he chuckled sadly. "Sure, my parents and brother were by my side but I was just a kid, still in high school, and my boyfriend just left without uttering a word to me." He looked away from Yoongi. "I transferred to a high school here after you left." Jimin pulled his legs up on the couch and hugged his knees to hid his tears from Yoongi.
The blonde stood from his spot on the floor and took a few cautious steps towards Jimin. His parents weren't supportive of his career, they still denied sexual orientation, and what Jimin was saying sounded oddly similar to what he did.
"What are you saying Jimin?"
"Do the math, hyung. Jungguk is four – he'll be five on September 1st, born a month and a few weeks before my 19th birthday. You left mid-January." The shorter male looked up from his knees and glared at Yoongi. Always so tense!
Yoongi did as he was told, his brows frowned in concentration and nose slightly scrunched. They were always carful and sex was never a priority in their relationship. He did go a little crazy after he had spoken to Jimin's father and decided to defile every surface in the Park-Kim home. Scratch that, it was actually Jimin's idea.
"He's my," he scratched the back of his head. "How? Wait, what?"
"I'm sorry I didn't tell you. When I found you again, you had already debuted and I didn't want Jungguk to be the reason you left your life behind. I'm sorry," Jimin began to cry again, burying his face in his knees.
Yoongi watched him with a shocked expression. He had always been the one to tell when Jimin lied.
"Foun Suga Beaw," the patter of Jungguk's little feet echoed through the open space as he and Seokjin entered the living room. "Appa?" he stopped when he saw his father wiping his cheeks with the sleeve of his shirt.
"I'm fine, baby," smiled Jimin.
"I'll be in the kitchen preparing some tea," Jin excused himself.
Yoongi looked down at the toddler with wide eyes. He wasn't sure what to think. Jimin raised the boy by himself. "He's? Can I?" He got to his knees and cupped the boys face. He looked a Jimin who slightly nodded. And that was it. All the emotions he had taught himself to conceal resurfaced. The love he had for Jimin had been his motivation when he first auditioned. The dreams he had of one day marrying Jimin and being the man Mr. Kim wanted him to be was the motivation that kept him working.
He cried. He held Jungguk close to him and cried. He cried because he left Jimin alone to raise their son. He cried because Jimin gave up his own dreams to become a parent when he could have put their son for adoption. He cried because Jimin kept Jungguk. He cried because Jimin allowed him to meet his son. And he sure as hell was going to make sure he was in his son's life.
"Abeoji?" whispered Jungguk as he pulled away from Yoongi. "Why Appa cryin" he asked looking at Jimin.
He loved it, Abeoji. It made his heart swell with joy being called father – it was a title to be held with honor and dignity. "We'll because Abeoji finally came home. Abeoji will finally be with Jungguk to play and watch T.V. And because Appa is a big crybaby." He stuck his tongue out playfully at Jimin. "Because Abeoji is going to be with you and Appa forever, Junggukie, 'kay?"
"Yeah," nodded Jungguk hugging the older man. A smile graced his baby face. It felt nice to be held by his father.
Taehyung, Namjoon, and Hoseok entered the apartment and were greeted by Yoongi laying on the floor, Jungguk stomping around him roaring with his hand up as if he were a dinosaur, and Jimin sitting on the couch laughing softly at them. To Hoseok they looked like the family they were meant to be.
To Taehyung, well, Tae was blinded by the fact that Yoongi had abandoned Jimin all those years ago without reason. To the youngest of the Kim's, Yoongi had no right to even be in the presence of Jungguk or Jimin. If he truly loved Jimin he wouldn't have left.
"Jimin told him,"
He nearly jumped out of his skin at his brother voice. He turned around and saw Jin standing next to him taking the bags away from Namjoon.
"Why is he even here, still? I don't want him hear," huffed Tae as he walked towards the kitchen, mindful not to disturbed what was happening in the living room.
"That's no fair, Tae, and you know it?" argued back Jin setting the bags on the table.
"What's not fair?" questioned Namjoon.
"What wasn't fair was dropping Jimin like if years of relationship didn't matter!"
"And, I'm once again being ignored by the 'Park-Kim Family'," groaned the lanky male and took a seat next at the table.
"Dad made him leave, Taehyungie. Told him to comeback when he actually had something to offer Jimin. He didn't know about Jungguk and I'm a hundred percent sure Mrs. Min didn't utter a word to him," argued the elder male.
"Mrs. Min spent more time at the bar than at him, hyung," injected Namjoon once more hoping to be listened too.
"What Joonie said," smiled Seokjin. "Now, please Taehyungie, I know Yoongi isn't up in your list of people to respect but do it for your brother and nephew. Let them have what our father denied them, please?"
"Ugh!" Tae ran a hand through his lavender colored hair and looked into the living room. He knew he should be glad that Yoongi accepted Jungguk and didn't do a big scene about Jimin not telling him he was pregnant, but at the same time, just seeing that man that left his brother had his blood boiling. "Fine, but his first slip up and I'm kicking his ass and persuading Jimin to file child support." He pulled out one of the chairs and flopped down on it.
Jimin smiled as he watched Yoongi and Jungguk play. The events of earlier today slowly drifting to the back of his mind as he watched them. He knew it would take a while to fully get over what happened but for now he's glad he has a distraction. Yoongi accepted Jungguk, that was all he wanted.