Things were quiet in the town where two sides usually fought. For a whole day nothing happened. Certain shops remained closed, others stayed vacant, and the streets became empty of people on it. The majority of youth from one side hid while the others from the opposite side tried their best to do the same. In the little apartment above Min's tattoo shop were two men who weren't as quiet as the town.

"All this is weird..." Yoongi said as peeked past the curtain in hopes to see maybe a friend on the street. There was no one. Things had been like this for almost two days and that alone was too long.

"Closed the curtain and come here."

The older man did just that. He rejoined his lover back on the couch where they sat on opposite sides. The unexpected visit of Jimin's mother may have been a huge surprise, however it was not big enough to make him forget of everything that had happened before she arrived. Yoongi had cheated, Jimn hadn't forgotten. He stayed with a serious expression staring ahead at the television.

What played on the screen was suppose to serve as a distraction yet it failed it's job. The laughs on the screen could not even help crack a smile onto the face that watched them. Jimin was filled with so many thoughts that it was difficult to focus on something that was not in his head. So much had happened in so little time that a few days later he was finally about done processing everything. He first came to terms with the unfaithfulness of his boyfriend. He had accepted it, not forgiven. There was nothing that could be done now, but let time heal the wound. What was going to be done about it Jimin was not sure. Yoongi cheating on him some time ago was not the biggest issue present. There was that of his mother, father and brother.

Jihyun had been shot in the outbreak from two days ago.

The news alone sent Jimin into a panic in the middle of the night. He had received a call from Jisung who in a low voice told him the news. The little raven haired boy sounded hurt as he spoke, like he had been crying before calling him. He promised Jimin that he'd update him more which he did. The shot was in no way fatal so Jihyun was now in recovery, but where the bullet pierced would forever stay marked on the boy's arm. Jimin cried the remaining hours of the morning as he waited for the call from his brother. In the corner of the bed he laid away from his lover with his eyes on the black screen of his phone waiting for Jihyun's name to show up. Once it did he cleared away the falling tears yet it severed useless for as soon as he heard his brother's voice the tears were back. The fright of that night was one Jimin never wished to experience ever again. Those few hours led him to realize something.

The next problem was his mother. She showed up with a smile like she hadn't disappeared for three years. She waltz into the sacred place that was the tattoo shop and had everyone at her feet waiting to hear what she had to say to them. Jimin really didn't like that. He thought that the day he saw his mother again would be wonderful yet that day had been nothing of the sorts. He had not slept as he raced back into town then reunited with her only to find out she had left her family willingly. He really thought about that for a long time, how she purposely left her sons to fend for themselves. The single thought of it made him hate her.

Park Jimin, a mommy's boy, hated his mother.

Shame could not be found despite how deep one might search for it in Jimin. He hated his mother. He hated that she re-entered his life not because she wanted to, but because she felt she had to. He hated that while he struggled to keep her youngest son afloat in the world, she pampered the eldest. He hated that she knew everything which he tried so hard to hide. He hated that she knew of his involvement in gangs at a young age yet did nothing in her power to pull him away despite knowing the consequences. He hated that she knew of him and Yoongi yet let it happen. What kind of mother finds out her teenage son has involved himself in a gang dealing with cannibalism and was dating a man seven year older than him, but does nothing?

"Yoongi...she knew about us from the beginning."

That was the first time Jimin had spoken to Yoongi in the two days they had been stuck in the apartment that was not a forced answer.

"Yeah, she did."

"I don't like it."

Yoongi looked to Jimin. The younger moved closer. He sat besides Yoongi, his head on the back cushion of the sofa.

"Why not, doll?"

Jimin shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe because she knew I was getting myself involved with an older man yet didn't think to do anything about it. She just let her seventeen year old naive son get shaped by this stranger who obviously didn't have the best morals to live by."

At the response Yoongi chuckled. "I shaped you?"

"Do you think I'd turn out this way if I hadn't met you?"

"No, but I prefer you this way."

Jimin furrowed his eyebrows. "But when you get drunk you complain that you miss the old me."

"Yeah," Yoongi chuckled, "but that doesn't mean I want you like that. When I say that I mean I miss the way you use to get excited over the smallest things. Your eyes use to light up when I brought you a lollipop or when I told you I'd pick you up from school. Small things like that don't exactly make you as happy as before... I guess I just miss the old us."

By the end the two lovers were looking straight into each other's eyes as the smell of marijuana filled the air. Yoongi made sure that his gaze was set on Jimin before taking a quick inhale of the blunt he had rolled up last night, but lighted only during their conversation. He handed it to Jimin who did the same.

"I missed when you were so innocent."

"You mean when I was dumb?"

"I mean when you were so in love with me."

Jimin forgot about all his problems in that moment. He moved closer until he was right next to Yoongi. He grabbed his face to pull him down for a passionate kiss even he himself wasn't expecting. Although he was mad at him he couldn't have Yoongi thinking that he wasn't as in love with him as he was back when he was younger because he was. When he pulled away he stared at Yoongi and like always it was confirmed that the feelings he held towards him were strong.

"I love you more than anything, doll." Yoongi whispered. "You're the only pretty boy I want."

"There's more?"

Yoongi shook his head. "No, baby. That's the thing, you're the only pretty boy I want because you're the only one there is."

"You know that's not true." Jimin muttered as he inhaled some more of the drug before passing it back to his lover. "You've been with so many."

"I have," Yoongi said as his hand went to Jimin's hip, "but you're the only one that has mattered."

"Only me?"

"Only you."

The good time wrapped in paper was forgotten about as it's light was put out in a plate with the cigarette from yesterday. With the now free hand Yoongi grabbed Jimin to bring him closer. He held him tightly as they kissed in the cloud of smoke he had made. There was nothing else that mattered anymore. The issue of another man seemed nonexistence as only in each other's mind they each appeared and cared for.

Jimin didn't care that Yoongi had kissed Kyungsoo in that moment because he knew that he'd never kiss him the way he would with him. He didn't believe it possible for Yoongi to replicate the action with someone who wasn't him. There wasn't a different world where he could hold Kyungsoo with so much love and tenderness as he did with him. It wasn't possible, it couldn't be.

"Baby, I'm sorry." Yoongi let out before placing a kiss right behind Jimin's ear. "I don't deserve you."

"You really don't."

Jimin meant what he said yet that didn't stop him from letting himself become naked. It didn't stop him from not letting himself be kissed all over while being told how beautiful he was. Even if Yoongi was not deserving of him he let himself be pleasure by him because it was what he wanted and pretty boy get what they want.

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There's quite a few old phases in there. Also the next few updates will be slow since we're approaching the end.

Hope you enjoyed!

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