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"It's just a bad dream Jimin."

Jimin

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Jimin's POV

~ Flashback ~

I rolled over in bed grinning as I saw Min Yoongi lying down beside me, his light snores comforting as his hands were draped around my waist.

His eyes slowly opened as I sat up looking into the morning darkness, the alarm clock reading 6:30am.

"Baby are you alright?" Yoongi muttered while sitting up wrapping his arm around my neck before flopping it around my shoulders.

I glanced over at his face in the darkness, his mint green hair cutting through the darkness.

His eyebrows were knitted together in concern while his soft thinner lips kept straight.

"Yeah, I'm just nervous of what they are going to say. What if we don't get this baby? What if they deny us of the adoption?" I wondered aloud making eye contact with my boyfriend.

"If they don't give us a baby we will keep on trying yeah? They can't deny us from having a child because they have no reason to." Yoongi muttered.

"What if we are looking for a baby too soon? What if they deny us because we have only been dating for a year." I mumbled.

"Well that would be bollocks. That would be a pathetic excuse baby." Yoongi snapped before leaning over to kiss my cheek.

I blushed crimson as I looked back out into the darkness, my eyes finding their way to an empty white cradle in the corner of my bedroom.

"Gonna move in with me if they grant us the baby?" I whispered softly, turning to look at the male again who rubbed his hand sweetly on my bare shoulder, his eyes scattering over my exposed chest.

"Maybe. Or I could just move in anyways." Yoongi said with a soft smile.

I grinned back before he leaned in giving my lips a light peck.

"I suppose I should get up because my shift at the hospital starts in an hour." Yoongi huffed sticking his legs slowly out of our bed, the cool morning breeze creating goosebumps all over his arms and legs.

I moved to the edge of the bed feeling the soft blue sheets below me. I felt happy just watching my boyfriend walk towards my set of drawers.

"Don't you feel ill of looking at peoples insides while performing surgery's?" I asked softly as Yoongi slowly pulled down his pajama bottoms showing off his rear end.

"Of course it's not the nicest. But someday I will specialize in a specific part. I just need to find out what part of sugary's I enjoy or something." Yoongi mumbled pulling on a pair of boxers followed by white medical pants.

"You know what, it's almost 7am. Why don't we give the hospital a call and see if they are going to grant us a baby to adopt. I mean they said we could call them today. They didn't specify at what time we should call." Yoongi said beaming as he pulled on a white medical shirt.

I grinned as I leaned over to the wooden bedside table beside my bed to grab my phone.

Then I dialed the hospital number.

A smile didn't leave either of our faces as I talked to a lady on the phone about the request we put in.

Yoongi came over and sat down beside me sweetly holding my hand in his.

"Oi, put it on speaker. I want to hear what's said." Yoongi said tapping my arm with his other hand.

I smiled putting the lady on speaker as we waited patiently.

"I'm sorry to inform you but Park Jimin and Min Yoongi have been denied the capability to look after a child."  The woman clearly said into the phone.

My eyes widened as Yoongi's mouth fell open in shock.

"Hi, excuse me," Yoongi muttered lifting up the phone to his mouth as he spoke, letting go of my hand.

His hand was shaking the phone from side to side with every word, "Um I work at the hospital so I know there aren't many reasons why it should be denied, so may we please know the reason for being denied a baby to adopt?"  Yoongi asked, a tear slowly dripping down his cheek.

"Um yeah, the document says that Park Jimin is unable to be given a baby unless it's his own because his smoking habits have been deemed dangerous to small children. And obviously with your own child you have more of a connection so therefore when the child isn't his own, it's possible there may be more reason for Jimin to be violent around it without the same connection." The woman explained.

A tear slipped down my cheek.

"Mrs I've been smoke free for a year now, that was the old me." I gasped out clenching my heart.

Yoongi stared down at his lap.

"I'm sorry but we cannot grant you permission for adoption. Have a good day, I'm so sorry." The woman calmly said before hanging up the phone.

I slapped my face before leaning over clutching my head between my hands.

"How the fuck do they even know I smoked that much..." I mumbled.

"Because they have your medical records Jimin. You were in and out of hospital and you were always violent." Yoongi bleated coldly.

"I suppose we can always try elsewhere-" I started to say but was cut off as Yoongi forced my chin to look up at him.

"Elsewhere? Where the fuck are you gonna go too hmm? Every hospital is the same. It doesn't matter where you are, you are seen as incapable to parent." Yoongi snapped.

Salty hot tears now streamed down my cheeks.

"You know I stood by your side when you used to fucking hit and kick me while high but this is beyond the limit. I know you were fucking addicted or whatever but you have ruined my chances of having children." Yoongi grumbled holding onto my jaw harshly between his fingers.

"I'm 27 years old Jimin! I'm getting older and I wanted children now but I wasted a year of my time planning a perfect future with you when I shouldn't have even stayed." Yoongi growled.

My heart ached to every single word.

"Jimin..."

"Yeah?" I whispered softly as I sniffled.

"We are over."

~ End of flashback ~

I sat up with cold sweats as I started hyperventilating, my hands searching the bed for a special someone to know it was fake except my bed was empty.

"It's just a bad dream Jimin." I repeated slowly to myself.

Only it's reality.

It happened only a year ago and my heart can't seem to get over Min Yoongi.

The fact he so coldly just got up and left without another word breaks my heart every single day.

I thought he was the one.

But yet he didn't even want to try a bit harder.

It was my past mistakes, my ex before him getting me addicted to such chemicals and he set me right only to leave.

My smoking got so much worse again after he left as I went from being clean to a heavy smoker.

My breathing is severely impaired.

But thankfully my lifetime best friend pulled me away from everything; he's made me be clean for a couple months now. And he's taken me on holiday to Boryeong-si with his wife, and man am I grateful to Jungkook but I still don't feel complete.

I'm now 26 and watching my younger best friend get married as he begins to work harder for money to cope with having children in the near future... Money I had years ago to spend on a child to spoil them rich...

I'm still longing for that other piece of me that went missing long ago...

AU - Firstly please know that this isn't a yoonmin story,  just yal needa understand Jimin as a main protagonists background a bit before I introduce Taehyung but that will likely happen in next chapter. 

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