"Well come on, wake him."

"But he looks so peaceful Marvin, I mean look at him."

"Wake him up dumb ass!"

Jimin slowly opened his eyes, the second he regain his consciousness pain spread through his neck. As slowly as he could he lifted his head and squinted his eyes.

"Oh would ya look at that?"

He turned his head, a man in a black suit smiled at him. At this he perked up, his eyes shot open and so did his body. His eyes darted around the unfamiliar room.

"Sit down boy, I really don't want to tie you up.Sit. Sit"

Another man approached him and he let himself fall back to the oddly comfortable chair underneath him. He stared between, unsure of what to do.

"W-Where am I?" his voice quivered. The men looked at each and then back at him, "Let's say purgatory, depending on how your meeting with the devil goes then we'll see where you end up."

"T-The d-devil?"

"Men fetch me my tea would you."

Jimin froze, he stared straight ahead and let the woman come into his vision. She sat down on a chair across from his and crossed her legs. She was handed a tea, elegantly she took a sip from the fancy tea cup.

"Stop shaking, it disgusts me." she said. Jimin leaned back, he hadn't even notice his trembling.

"W-Why am I-"

"I ask the questions. You simply answer them." she stared him up and down. "So Jimin, why don't we start with the obvious, are you bribing my son?"

"What? B-Bribing him?" Jimin looked at her outraged," How in the world can I bribe a man that has it all?!"

"Lower your voice!" she screamed, her voice echoing on the decorated walls. She took another sip of her tea and asked again, "Are you bribing my son?"

Jimin looked around her, his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to come up with a sentence to respond the woman with. "I-I...no, w-why- how?!"

She didn't respond right away. She stared at his features, searching for something behind the face of confusion and fright.

"Then why has Yoongi kept you around for so long?"

Jimin gulped, she was staring straight at him, not even blinking. He stayed silent for he had no answer to her question.

"Are you spying for the rival companies?"

"N-No ma'am. I really don't-"

"Is it because you know his fiancee?...No Yoongi would never keep anyone he doesn't like aroun-..." she stopped herself from talking and tilted her head. Her jaw dropped and help mouth opened slightly, suddenly her eyes widened just a bit. "Unless he likes them."

Jimin gulped but try to keep his face of confusion, clearly he'd failed.

"You have something going on with my son?" She said, her voice a lot more menacing now.

Jimin shook his head slowly, hating the feeling that spread through his stomach. The pit just became deeper as he gulped and tried to hold back the tears that were welling up in his eyes.

"Are you sure?"

Jimin nodded, "Y-Yes."

"Then why are you crying?"

He brought his hands to his face and wiped away the tears flowing down his cheeks. He felt as he could no longer breath, as if the air around him had become to thick for him to inhale.

"Not even one little feeling for my son?" she leaned in and staring into his red puffy eyes, waiting for an answer

"I-I have n-no fe-feelings Mr.Min."

At the moment he felt his heart shatter, the pounding become faster just like the tears fell faster. He sniffed and wiped his cheeks once again, trying to recompose himself.

"Liar."

Jimin's eyes widened as the woman reached out her hand and a yellow folder was placed on the open palm. She gripped it tightly and opened the seal with barely any difficulty like she did this every day.

"Alright Park then tell me...why did he visit you after Do showed up at the office with the pesky adopted kids." she made a face disgust and handed him a shiny item.

They were photos of him with Hoseok walking out of the office, even them in the car. The next ones were of them entering his building in groups, and then one of Yoongi's car. The white car was parked right outside and Yoongi back was turned as he walked into the building.

"He was just letting me know he need files for Mon-"

"Save your excuses." she interrupted him, "I'm going to make this easy. Stay the hell away from my son if you don't want to let's say be involved in a hit and run."

"Hit and run...b-but I already told you-"

"Don't lie to me! Yoongi makes it too obvious, you make it too obvious!"

"There's no proof! You can't just assume things!" Jimin screamed, his chest heaving up and down. She stood up and walked towards him.

"You think I'm stupid? You think I don't have evidence?" She pulled something else out of the folder and threw at him. She stared down at him as he scrambled for the image. "That enough evidence for you Park?"

Jimin gasped as he recognized the location of the picture, it was his living room. There he was sitting on Yoongi's lap, his face in his hand as their lips interlocked.

"I have the conversation as well if you want to hear it-"

"This is my house...You sent someone into my house?!" by now he was on his feet and anger began rushing throw him. He inhaled deeply and held the picture up.

"I did not, I had a camera and recorder put into your home. It's differe-"

"It's not! This is an invasion of privacy, not just mine but roommate's! You son of- hey!"

Hands landed on the arms and held him back from taking another step towards the woman. She look around before sitting herself back down, she began nodding.

"Sit him down."

The did just that, they pushed Jimin down on the chair but kept their hands on his shoulders to hold him down.

"I'm going to give you two options, one more fairer than the other. You go back to where ever you came from and stay there to live the rest of your miserable life away from my son. Or you can take another step towards him and I'll make sure you stay away. Play your cards right and you can make this a lot less difficult for both of us. That is my final proposition."

"Y-You don't understand, let me stay."he sobbed, the tears flowing down his face quicker now. His chest popped out as he leaned forward but the men held him back. "Please!"

"I hope we never see each other again, I hope you live the rest of your life in the poverty you came from."

She stood up and walked away. Jimin turned his head towards her and screamed, "He loves me and you can't change that!"

She turned around and scoffed, "Why honey you were merely a toy to him.". With that as her final statement, the door to a hallway opened and she disappeared behind the it.

Jimin continue to struggle in the men's grip for a few seconds later before he was released and the floor hurled towards him. He quickly scrambled to stand up but he couldn't find the strength to do so. Instead he sat up and held his knees to his chest, tears continuing to flow down his face.

"Listen to her boy, please let us not meet again." one of the men bent down to his eye level and picked up his chin. Jimin shook his head and continued to cry, staring the man in the face. The man reached behind him to his shoulder and pressed down his finger on it.

Everything went black.

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The MAMA awards for authors are here but Idk if I want to try to win any since there are many author better than me out there so perhaps next year.

Hope you enjoyed!

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