blur // p.jm x reader // completed

//advice\\

Your POV
    you and yoongi stayed like that for a good while, you crying in his chest.

you never really thought yoongi would be the comforting type. maybe more like 'suck it up and let's go.'

"you know me and they guys are still gonna be there for you right?", he asked breaking the hug.

"yeah. i just wish the one i need the most would be there too.", you said wiping your tears.

"6 is better than 1 any day.", he smiled.

"you've got a point.", you weakly smiled back.

"can you maybe take me to my aunt's place, i have the address and everything..", you asked.

"yeah. i'll be out in the car, just come out when you're ready.", he said leaving.

your mom got pregnant with you around the same age, you knew she'd help you out.

you fixed your hair, changed your clothes, and brushed your teeth before leaving the apartment.

"let's go.", you said once you got in the car.

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"this house is huge...", yoongi gaped once you got there.

"yeah. she's pretty rich.", you mumbled while yoongi pulled into the long driveway.

"you need me to come in with you?" he asked.

"if you want to, i'm not bothered by it.", you shrugged.

"i'll take that's as a yes.", he got of the car.

you walked up to the door with yoongi following you, mouth wide open.

ringing the doorbell, your aunt's butler immediately answered.

"hello ms.(y/n), can i help you?", he asked politely.

"is my mom here?"

"yes. would you like to see her?"

"if possible..", you nodded.

"and who's the boy?"

"just a friend. he's here for moral support.", you laughed a little.

"ah. i see. well come in, she'll be down in a moment."

"thank you.", you said pulling yoongi inside.

"whoa..", yoongi gaped at the interior.

"close your mouth. you'll catch flies.", you shut his mouth for him.

"(y/n)?", your mom yelled from the top of the stairs.

"hey momma.", you smiled.

"hi ms.(y/l/n).", yoongi bowed.

"what are you guys doing here?", she made her way to the bottom giving you both a hug.

"i kind of wanted to talk to you.. he just drove me here.", you laughed.

"well let's go into the living room. yoongi you can help yourself to anything.", your mom said motioning to the rest of the house.

"thank you, i'll leave you two to it then.", yoongi said heading towards the kitchen.

"so what's up honey?", she said as you both sat down.

"well...", you started out.

you told her everything, the night of your anniversary, your doctors appointment, the break up, the whole story.

"your life could be considered a drama.", she laughed.

"mom!", you couldn't help but laugh too.

"it's true.. but i'd just say to stay focus on those that have your back. you have the rest of the guys and chae. fuck jimin.", she said smiling.

"you and auntie have my back too right?"

"always (y/n)-ah.", she placed a kiss on your forehead.

"that really all i had to talk about.", you got up from the couch.

"well i have work in a few minutes so i trust you can drag yoongi out of here. looks to me like he's having the time of his life in that kitchen.", she giggled gesturing to yoongi just staring into the fridge.

"get to work before you're late. i'll call you later tonight.", you said giving her a hug.

"bye sweetie. bye yoongi-ah."

"later ms.(y/l/n).", yoongi waved, his focus still on the fridge.

"liking that fridge huh?", you grabbed a water bottle.

"it's bigger than my closet.", he mumbled, not taking his eyes away.

"well how long do you think you'll be? it's like 2:30am.", you yawned.

"just let me have a few more seconds."

"1... 2... 3... okay, it's been a few seconds.", you pulled him towards the door.

"waittt!", he dramatically reached for the fridge.

"i'll bring you back to see your precious fridge later.", you dragged him out to his car.

"goodbye refrigerator, i'll come back for you. i promise.", he fake cried.

"drama queen.", you muttered.

"you try being separated from the love of your life.", he turned the car on.

"i just was...", you sighed.

"shit. (y/n) i didn't mean it like that. you know that.", he stopped the car after realizing what he said.

"no. no. i'm fine, you just worry about driving.", you said.

"(y/n)..."

"just drive yoongi.."

"i'm sorry."

"it's fine, i know you didn't mean anything by it.", you assured him.

"whatever you say.", he said unsure.

the rest of the car ride you couldn't help but think about how you're gonna do this without jimin.

it was already going to be hard enough managing a baby, but now you really didn't know what to do.

seeing jimin was unavoidable since you were friends with the boys, you just had to hope he'd have a change of heart eventually.

but for now.

park jimin, fuck you.