《Game on》Chapter Thirteen
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"Don't you think you should stop?" The bartender asked the drunk teenager who just gulped down the alcohol as if it was water.
Through the past few days Jimin found it very difficult to think. All he wanted was to be near his son and Y/N but his head kept telling him that he did not deserve it. All he deserved was the pain that he was now feeling for what he had done to Y/N.
That's the reason why he spent most of his days in that bar. When he was drunk he would forget everything including the pain he felt from being so far from his son.
"N-no, j-just... just k-keep the drinks comin'" he stuttered as he gulped down another shot making him drinker than he already was.
"I'm afraid I can't do that anymore. You need go home. You can't spend the rest of your life in this bar." The bartender tried to reason with Jimin but he was not having any of it.
"W-whatever man. It's y-your loss anyway. I-I'll just spend my m-money somewhere else." He slurred before getting off the stool but almost lost balance.
Lucky for him he managed to catch himself before could wake up on the floor. He looked back at the bartender who looked at him concern before he clicked his tongue and turned to leave the bar.
He walked around for a good hour but he could not find himself being able to go to another bar. No matter how drunk he was he knew it would be bad if got more smashed than he already was.
So with no location he just walked but somehow it seemed like his feet had a mind of their own as they led him to a very familiar house. His mind was not even in its right to comprehend what was happening.
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Before he could process anything he was knocking harshly on the front door of the house. No long after the door was opened by a very tired looking Y/N but when she saw Jimin all the tiredness left her system.
"Y/N..." He called her with hooded eyes.
"Jimin, w-what... what are you doing here?" She asked as she crossed her arms under her breasts.
"Oh me? M-me... w-well I-I came t-to see our c-cute baby?" He said almost losing balance again but he managed to catch himself again.
"Are you drunk?" Y/N asked as she felt anger begin to build in her.
"J-just a little." He said and before Y/N could say anything he he pecked her lips before gently pushing her aside to walk into her house.
Y/N stood in shock for a few seconds before storming inside her home when she realized that he was inside.
"W-where's baby?" He asked as he sloppily looked around the room which was infuriating Y/N even more.
"Jimin you cannot see the baby." Y/N said as she eyed his movements.
"B-but why not?! I am his d-daddy!" He whined before pouting.
"Jimin you will not see my child while you are this drunk. Just go back home." She said calmly but the other began to get angry as well.
"N-no! I-I want to s-see my son now! H-he needs h-his daddy!" He said as he began to raise his voice.
*Y/N*
I looked at him and I could feel my blood boiling at this point. How could he dare to come to my house in this state when he knew that there was a new born here.
"Are you out of your freaking mind? How can you come to my house drunk out of your mind knowing that my child is here. You know I was willing to give you a chance when Jihyun was born but you disappeared on us and didn't even give a damn about coming to see if the baby was alright. I can now see that you are not nearly ready to be the father of my son. You are a bad influence and I don't want you anywhere near my child, so get out." I said to him and tried my best to keep myself from yelling at him because my son was sleeping in the next room.
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"YOU CAN'T KEEP ME AWAY FROM MY OWN SON!" He slurred loudly.
"Jimin, please stop yelling. Jihyun is sleeping. I am asking you nicely to leave before I call the police. I don't want you near Jihyun if you behave like this. You can't be near the baby while you are drunk." I continued speaking in a calm voice though I was not very far from yelling at him.
"NO! I WANT TO SEE MY SON!" He yelled as if I had not just told him that the baby was sleeping.
"JUST GET OUT YOU FREAKING BAST*RD! YOU WILL NOT NEAR MY SON LIKE THIS! GET OUT!" I yelled as I reached my breaking point and began pushing him to the front door.
He stopped me before throwing me one of the nastiest glares that I had ever seen.
"The we will see what the court's will say about this!" He spat out angrily before walking out the front door not forgetting to slam it shut behind him.
The noise and vibration it sent through the house caused the baby to let out a loud cry. I let out a sigh as a few tears left my eyes from all the frustration that I was facing. I wiped my eyes before going to my room where my baby was crying his heart out.
"It's okay sweetheart, Momma is here."
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