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WARNING:

The following scenario may be sensitive and might trigger other readers. This is solely for the explanation of the characters. I don't encourage or glorify any of the said events! If you still wish to continue, read it at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you!

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Y/N's POV

What will you do if you came across some really awkward situations, that you would rather let the ground eat you whole or just embrace the stupidity of the situation? In my case, I chose to embrace it. Even if I didn't know where it would take me.

Flashback

Such a buzz kill! Yes, that's what he is! Jimin took the meth and when he was about to throw it away I urged him to just give it back to me.

Fuck! That cost money, my MONEY. It wasn't that many, to begin with. I only bought one-half of a gram, and compared to grams of other things like food, grams of things like this are smaller.

I was planning to save it for later, and as I mean later, for the following days. But since Jimin was glaring at me the whole night, he urged me to use it.

He said it's much better to be disposed of or else we won't go and I mean to go, as in he won't let me out.

So as the night went on I used it and surprisingly he let me. The downside was since I was high, I became overactive.

I cleaned his whole damn house and did his laundry all at the same time. Once I was finished I headed for the shower since I've sweat a decent amount. The drug is now wearing off.

But as I stepped out of the shower Jimin was looking at me intently. He was on the side of the bed, in his hands was the leftover from my previous session.

"Use it," He urged me as I look at him bewildered. I was supposed to save it before our flight.

"But I'm still okay," I whined since I rarely do this my tolerance was low. Small amounts can affect me highly. By the amount that I took it will take me about 12hours before I could sleep. So I stopped before I exceed my limit.

"Okay then, let's just throw it away." He nonchalantly said as he walked towards the toilet.

"Jimin... No! What's your problem with my honey?" I whined as I stomped my feet and pouted.

He looked at me surprised, "Honey?" He asked.

"Yes, that's my honey," I informed him as I grabbed the packet.

"I'm still okay, I'm not planning on using it yet. Let me be! I'll use it before our flight." I told him as I went under the covers.

He sighed as he approached me, "Nobody is going anywhere until this shit is out Y/N, if you don't want to use it. I'll just throw it away," He glared at me as he went to his side of the bed.

"But it's not your money to decide when to throw it away. It's mine Jimin!" I retorted as I rolled my eyes. I know it's futile since I can't sleep but I just want to lay on the bed and pretend I'm sleeping.

"How much is this? I'll just reimburse it if that's what you want." He spoke as he snatched the packet and examined it.

"Jimin.." I protested, with his determination on disposing of it, I'm getting tired and annoyed.

"What?" He looked at me as he raised an eyebrow.

"I don't need the money, the item is what I really need. I just want to forget all this shit for a while okay? It's not that easy." I finished as I looked at him. It's true, yes the money is a factor. But mostly I want to feel carefree even for a while before I face all of my problems again. I just want a break.

At that he had a gloomy expression as he looked forward, "It would be easy if you just chose me," He murmured.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at him, "What did u say?"

"I said, let's use it then!" He announced as he took out the foil and prepared it.

"What are you doing?" My eyes went wide as I saw him, he was preparing all the paraphernalia.

"Helping you?" His eyebrows shot up suggestively, as he gave me a mischievous grin.

"Huh?" I asked, puzzled by his actions.

"You're reaching your limit already right?" He looked at me as he raised an eyebrow.

I was getting confused, he spread all the things by the bed and opened the packet, I saw him put the contents on the foil, "Yes?" I answered hesitantly. I'm getting uneasy where this is going.

"Then I'll help you get this shit over with!" He looked at me as he neared the pipe, his plump lips enveloped it.

Shit! This was the help he was talking about!

We finished the item, in a few strokes. I never knew he would do it for me, so curiosity took over me.

"Did you do this before?" I asked as I eyed him curiously.

"I'm sorry babe, but that's a secret you need to find out for yourself." He answered as he gave me a wink and cleaned the bed. Such a flirt.

"What a drama queen!" I scoffed as I rolled my eyes and went under the covers once again.

He looked at me incredulously as he points a finger to himself, "Really? Am I one?"

"Yes," I answered nonchalantly as I turned away from him.

"Okay, then let the drama begin." He announced as I felt the bed sunk at my back.

"What are you talking about?" I inquired as I turned my head sideways, which was a bad idea. Jimin's face had close proximity between mine.

"I'm... Talking about... Removing these damn clothes..." He replied as he left butterfly kisses between my neck and nape, "You drank those pills now right?" He asked as I squirmed beside him.

"Yes? Why?" I stilled my movements at his question and thought for a minute.

"Then let's put it to use." I felt him smirk behind my back, his hands found it's way to my underwear.

"Jimin!" I playfully whined as I feel excitement fill my whole body. One of the effects of it was to heighten one's senses, in my case it was my usual high sex drive. The sensations doubled as he rubbed my clit and nibbled on one of my earlobes.

Just like that, the night went on. We had sex for I don't know how many times. My high was beginning to subside when we decided to pick up Cyril.

As I entered the house and saw him, all the emotions that were suppressed were presenting itself and it took one hell of willpower to not lash out on him.

My head was beginning to hurt the more I talked to Yoongi. I don't know if Jin was trying to torture me or just trying to be a stupid matchmaker. He knew about our past so why did he let this bastard be my mom's therapist?

As far as I remember we had an agreement that our relationship is open, but from his actions last time, I knew I hurt him, just like how I hurt myself. I knew it was my fault, but he didn't let me explain my side, he just pushed me away.

It also made me think? If Yoongi also is the best, Jin should have at least informed me, he still cares right? As I stormed inside the house, I approached my dad.

"This is not happening dad! Let's find another damn therapist," I burst in the living room, where dad sat with my sister, Jimin, and Cyril. My mother fell asleep in her wheelchair.

"I'm sorry honey but Dr. Kim informed me already. He deeply apologized about this whole situation. He said if ever he knew earlier, he would have assigned a new therapist. But as of now, Speech Therapist is quite in demand." My dad explained.

"You mean Jin called already?" I asked as I sat down, my dad furrowed his eyebrows.

"Jin?" He eyed me suspiciously. Shit, I slipped! I haven't told them anything about this whole ordeal.

"I mean Dr. Kim dad," I cleared my throat as I corrected myself.

"Ohh okay? Yes, he called already." Dad answered me hesitantly.

"Ohh..." I let my face drop, so he really disregarded me? When I looked up I saw Jimin looking directly at me and gave me a sad smile.

"Dad we should get going now, I just dropped by to pick up my baby," I informed him as I stood up and took my son's things.

My dad looked surprised and asked me, "You're taking him home now?"

"Yes dad, we'll also leave for a while," I answered as I fixed my son's backpack.

"Where are you going achi?" My sister inquired while she sat on the sofa, opposite to mine.

"Wherever my baby wants to go! I want him to have a vacation first before school." I looked at my side and cooed as I saw my son smiling at me while he was playing with Jimin's necklace.

Angela eyed me suspiciously, "Really? Cyril? And who?" She quirked her brow as a smirk never left her face.

"Angela stop it, you're making your sister and her 'friend' uncomfortable." My dad added, he was looking at us impassively while giving emphasis to the word 'friend' as he spoke.

"Dad!~" I whined from his teasing, as much as I like to see my dad smiling, I don't want to keep Jimin's hope high. Because I'm really confused about my feelings myself.

"What? I'm just stating facts. I'm not blind, you guys may deny it. But I don't buy it. I just hope you both know what you're doing. Now go and take care." My dad shrugged off as he took my son and hugged him.

"Thanks, Dad," I smiled when our eyes met, "Love you, mom," I whispered as I  gave my mom a kiss in her forehead, I wasn't able to talk to her because of all this.

"Nice meeting you sir." Jimin bowed respectfully as we all stood up.

After that uncomfortable conversation, we went on our way. As I was about to leave, I saw Yoongi still glaring at us, particularly Jimin.

But being the ass that he is, Jimin ignored it. Which in reality gave me a sense of relief. I don't want a part two of what happened between Yoongi and Hoseok. I'm not beautiful, it's just plain stupid.

End of Flashback

"I'm hungry," I whined when I felt my stomach grumbled.

"You are?" Jimin looked at me with raised eyebrows.

"Yes, I am! Can't we eat anything?" I glared at him. He knew I'm hungry from what he heard but he chose to ignore me.

"Nope! It's your fault after all." He shrugged as he went back to reading the newspaper that he was holding.

We are now on the plane. It surprised me how we didn't book any ticket and didn't catch any flight schedule.

It turns out we used Jimin's private plane. He told me that he took care of everything, but I didn't expect it to be this.

After picking up my son, Jimin suggested that we eat first before the flight. But since the drugs are still in my system and the effect is still there, I declined.

We stopped at a nearby McDonald's, they both ordered their food. My son had his favorite Sausage & Egg McMuffin with Pancakes and Hash Brown, while Jimin had Double Sausage & Egg McMuffin with Bacon Roll and Hash Brown. Both of them had Orange Juice while I opted for Sprite.

Yes, I wasn't hungry at that time. I just wanted liquids, but that isn't the case now. I'm famished and thinking about those crispy Hash Brown and Fries made my stomach rumble.

Jimin told me our flight is gonna take about 12 hours. But it hasn't been 3 hours but I think I'm gonna pass out already.

"Can't they give me any food?" I pouted and looked at him with puppy eyes, hoping it would work. I know I must look so pathetic.

"They can, but it's still not the time for food so no, they won't." He answered as he glanced at me for a second before going back to his reading.

"Argh! I'm really hungry!" I groaned, by this time I swear I looked like a kid who's about to cry, tears were brimming in my bloodshot eyes.

The effects are now wearing off and I'm becoming an emotional wreck. Since I've been awake for hours now, my body wants to shut down already, but because I'm hungry, I can't sleep.

"I wanna go home!" I whined, good thing my son is asleep, he shouldn't witness how his mother looks so weak right now.

It may tarnish my image as a mother, but mostly it's quite embarrassing.

"I hate you!" I said as I punched Jimin's side. While he showed me a fake hurt expression, even my punches won't hurt a fly anymore.

"This is your plane, yet you're starving me! How dare you." I told him exasperated.

He gasped, "I'm not starving you! It's just that, it's the policy of-," I cut him off.

"Policy your face! I'm not stupid! This is a private plane! You can eat anytime you want! You really just want to starve me!" I continued, he knew that I knew he was just messing with me.

His eyes went wide for a moment, but it was quickly replaced by his stupid smirk. "Okay fine! I just want you to eat something else babe." He purred in my ears.

"Get your horny ass away from me Jimin! We had sex the whole night! What are you? A sex machine? I'm hungry for food, not your dick! I hate you!" I whisper-yelled while glaring at him.

"I love you too." Then he pecked my cheek and ordered food. Once it arrived my eyes sparkled and I began to drool.

As I picked up the fork and was about to stab the pasta, the plate moved. I looked to my side and saw Jimin holding the plate. I groaned as I looked at him.

"What now?" I spoke as I rolled my eyes, I'm starving and I can't keep up with his shenanigans right now.

"I need you to promise me something." He looked at me suggestively while picking on my toast.

"What is it?" I gritted my teeth.

"Promise me you'll never do it again." He looked at me threateningly which really didn't work because his eyes looked playful.

"Do what?" I feigned innocence.

"You know what I mean Y/N." By this time his whole demeanor changed, he's serious now.

"Fine! I promise. Can I eat now?" I breathed.

"Okay," Jimin smiled as he returned my food, his eyes disappeared as he smiled widely.

But of course, I don't know if I really meant it myself. I mean, I wouldn't do it now for sure. But some other time? I can't say. I'll do my best to avoid it, but when push comes to shove, I'm not sure.

As I finished eating and knowing my hunger was satisfied, I felt my body give in to the comfort of the reclining chair. Before I knew it I was fast asleep without any care to the world.

Hoseok's POV

As soon as I arrived at her parents' house I felt nervous. It's like there is something unfortunate that'll happen.

Or it's just because I'm still guilty of leaving their daughter?

I was just here yesterday, all was good, I even ate lunch with her parents. Uncle Charles told me that today, the new therapist will arrive. But still, my mind can't keep up with my conscience of leaving and maybe accusing their daughter.

In my hands are some fruits and Auntie Adelaide's medicines. I rang the doorbell twice before the door opened, "Oh hey Angela!" I greeted.

"Hi, ahia! You're early today," She beamed.

It was her sister, she gave me a warm smile as I entered their house, I also smiled in return. But that smile soon faded as my eyes land on the figure sitting by their living room.

"You really had the guts to come? What are you doing here?" I calmly spoke as I walked towards him.

"Ahia he's mom's new therapist." Angela nonchalantly said.

"What? And did your sister agreed to this?" I turned and looked at her exasperated.

At that moment their father came in, "She's not here Hoseok. And yes, she has no other choice."

"Uncle? No other choice? Why?" I asked as I looked at him and looked for my Godson, "Where's Cyril?" I asked.

"He's-," Angela was about to answer when the door opened.

"Good morning! I'm sorry the door was open! So I came inside, I hope you don't mind, I have some equipment with me now and it's a little bit heavy." A man with broad shoulders entered, holding some medical supplies.

But as soon as I saw him my eyes furrowed. It was him? What is he doing here? But then again nothing's wrong if he's here.

"Where is Y/N?" I directly asked him as all eyes turned to me.

"Huh? What do you mean?" He answered as he looked at me confused.

"Why? What's wrong with my question? You're her boyfriend right?" I looked at him nonchalantly as his eyebrows furrowed.

"What?" Angela surprisingly asked.

"What are you talking about Hoseok?" This time it was uncle Charles who asked. While his eyes narrowed to the newcomer.

But after that, he's eyes widen in realization as he looked shocked at me.

"A-Are you her best friend?" He nervously asked me.

"Yes, and you're supposed to be the boyfriend, right?" I suggested, it was the first time I saw him up close but I'm pretty sure it was him, who I saw that night.

"Wait! What's happening? I need an explanation! ALL OF YOU IN THE KITCHEN NOW!" At that uncle glared at all of us and stomped towards the kitchen.

Ohh? So they're not known? Oh shit! My bad. I just hoped Y/N won't kill me after this.

Jimin's POV

After Y/N's breakdown and famished scenario, she's now sleeping like a child beside me. Her head was leaning on my shoulder while I hugged her. Cyril was on my other side, his whole body lay on my lap. As I looked at them a smile found it's way on my lips.

Peaceful

Calm

Beautiful

Family

Ohh how I badly wished they were my family, that they were my own. But at the end of the day, it would still come down to Y/N's decision.

I'm proud to say that my love for Y/N held no boundaries. Since the moment I knew that she had a son out of wedlock, I vowed that I'll love him as my own.

It wasn't that hard since the moment I laid eyes on her son, I knew he was a lovable kid. Just like me, he yearned for the affection of a father. It wasn't that his mother wasn't enough.

It was because as a child, everything they asw in others, they wished they had it too. Just like toys, but of course, sometimes, things don't always go according to your desire.

For me, family isn't always defined by blood, sometimes it can be defined by the care and sacrifice one can give just for the welfare of others. Just like how I didn't get the love of a family from my parents. I yearned it from someone else, from Y/N. And I'll do anything to give it to them too.

Angela's POV

Everything is messed up now. After achi's departure, ahia Hoseok came. Well, he usually visits mom every day so it wasn't new. The thing is, it's the first time that he saw the doctor, Dr. Kim.

Honestly, these past few weeks went like it was taken from a drama. My sister didn't inform me about her relationship with any of these men, even Jimin and Taehyung. But the thing is, since I don't know anything it all came to us like a bomb.

We are now seated in the dining table while dad was at the center. To his right was Hoseok, and me. On his left was Yoongi and Dr. Kim or should I say Seokjin.

They were all silent while I'm alternately looking at my phone bombing my sister with texts, which I doubt she has read yet, and back at them.

My dad cleared his throat to get the attention of everyone. "So would you like to start Dr. Kim." He asked through gritted teeth.

Ohh boy I wanna hear it too!

"Oh Uhm, i-it's..." He exhaled, "I don't know if it's appropriate to talk about it now sir, Y/N isn't here."

Dad scoffed, "So you guys are on first-name basis now? I can't believe it! Since when was this?" Dad's first rule, never ever lie to him. He's a good reader and can read through people. He may be quite sometimes but that doesn't mean he's not aware of his surroundings.

He bit his lip before he hesitantly answered, "We broke up the other day sir,"

"What? Why?" Dad's eyes went wide as he looked at him.

"It's my fault sir." Yoongi interjected as he looked at dad before looking down.

"Since when were you in a relationship with my daughter? You had my utmost respect and you didn't inform us, her family?" Dad directly asked Seokjin as he looked at him disappointingly.

"I'm really sorry sir, but we were just a new couple-," He abruptly bowed but was cut off mid-sentence.

"They were just at the beginning of their relationship when I messed it up." Yoongi looked up and looked directly at us.

"You mean the reunion?" Ahia Hoseok suggested. What's really happening?

He chuckled bitterly, "Yes, and Jin-hyung misunderstood her. That day they broke up, and it was all my fault." He then looked to his, to Seokjin who had a blank face.

"So where is Y/N now?" Ahia Hoseok asked as he looked at all of us.

"She's with Jimin now." Dad calmly replied. While looking at all of them.

"Jimin?" Seokjin asked. Does he know him too?

"Yes." I shortly answered.

"Uncle how about Cyril? Where is he?" Ahia asked dad this time.

"She took him with her." Dad answered.

Then the room went silent. So what really happened between these men and my sister?

(A/N: I'm sorry for the late upload. I hope you will enjoy this chap. Take care and love lots Don't forget to stream DYNAMITE 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜)