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Sneek-Peak (Chapter-2 <The patient>)
I’m currently on 1.6k+ words, I will expand the scenes more to make it more understandable. Maybe I’ll go till 3k words most probably… I was also thinking to post a drabble that I wrote —more like a oneshot— but it’s not ready yet. That oneshot has 2.5k words as a draft and I’ve to make a fully written version. I’m not fully satisfied with the oneshot to be honest, anyways. Thank you so much to the people who are participating in this book as this is my first book >_<
02; Elastic | THE PATIENT
THE PATIENT | Book | Ch02; Elastic
JungkookxReader (fluff/angst/smut)
—Falling in love with a patient in an asylum might not be everyone's tea but you had a thing to fix something you never broke at first place.
words: 3.1k+
TROPES: One sided hate, TherapistAu.
SYNOPSIS:: —"Don't trust me, Believe in me"
WARNINGS:: Talk about abuse, Violence ahead, explicit language, Anger issues.
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"Do you really think you can change him, Mun?" Hoseok asks sipping on the coffee infront of him, the noise of air conditioner can be heard in the dimmed room.
"I don't want to change him, I just want him to be a better version of himself." You reply and mutter a small 'thank you' while taking the extra coffee cup that your colleague brought for you.
"This one's gonna be a tough, Y/N" he chuckles looking through the surveillance footage where Jungkook can be seen stretching the elastic on his wrist and releasing it with a pop sound, this was his fifth time doing it in under five minutes. He was doing it in a repetitive pattern, after another fifteen seconds and another 'pop' sound is heard.
"Good thing, I'm getting paid well." You shrug your shoulders focusing on the screen in front of you.
"Let's start slow, how's that?" You ask Jungkook whose eyes were closed, he hums back in agreement and opened his eyes with a sigh knowing you won't listen no matter what. That was making him furious inside.
Your hand makes its way to your ponytail taking out the elastic that was keeping your hair together making it fall on your shoulder. You slide the hair tie on the table towards Jungkook who looks at you with squinted eyes and grabs the elastic infront of him.
"Can you wear it on your wrist, please?" You say, "Left one" specifically pointing wih your finger. He hesitates for a moment but then nods back in reply and puts his left hand on the table to wear the elastic given by you. His scars were fully visible due to the half-sleeves hospital shirt dress.
Better than the surveillance footage. You think giving it a glance.
He wraps the elastic on his wrist, as you suddenly grab his wrist gently pulling it more towards you. Suprised by the sudden light grasp, he takes a quick glance of your face and then his hand again in confusion.
Stretching the elastic that was resting on the skin of his, you release it earning a 'pop' sound to which Jungkook hisses.
"Did it hurt?" You ask,
"Kinda?" He replies.
"Do that whenever you feel anxious or wanting to self harm." you smile at him diverting your eyes from his hand to his face.
The thing you noticed from Jungkook's reports is that self harming was a coping technique for Jungkook. The photos that his parents allegedly gave included the scars that he did to himself from his high school years. It was a coping technique before his anger started taking over him and that is why he had scars on his arm, left arm to be specific. Some were healed but some were new.
Those new scars are made by himself even without any weapon or a way for him to make it in this so-called dungeon (named by Jungkook himself). He would strach the skin of his arm, using his nails as a tool until blood would be oozing out. When Jungkook is supposed to take his meds, he gets really aggressive and that is when you have to step in. The whole time during that, he either flirts with you or teases you.
That is what happens when he is high due to the meds and the worst part is that you cannot reply to any of his teasings. Said by your seniors, 'not matter what the patient is saying, he/she is not in their right mind during the intake of any meds so different patients do dofferent things at that time.' Even if a patient hits you during that period of time, you're not supposed to snap back at them.
You're supposed to go with their delusions and this is taught to you when you're taking your training at the hospital. Well this is also one of the reasons why this sub unit of hospital is really famous and expensive. The royal treatment ofcourse.
Whenever it's the weekend, you've to pep talk Jungkook and your other patients before cause you work only two weekends out of four in a month like every other doctor in this department.
You noticed one thing when you were in the surveillance room last week. Jungkook has to start slow for his progress in future and starting with the stop of self-harm should be a good plan, according to you ofcourse in hope that this would work.
You have the time to give and you just hoped that he would appreciate that if it's even just a little bit.
"Just try it out, if it doesn't work. We'll try something else." You pat his hand gently as a reassurance before pulling your hand away and he pulls his hand back resting it on his lap again.
Before you could break the silence, a bitter chuckle is heard from the male infront of you whose focus was on his lap while fidgeting his fingers.
"Bullshit." He grumbles in a quiet tone almost a whisper under his breath. "Why are you doing this?" He questions to which you raise your eyebrows, and another bitter chuckle leaves his lips when he sees your confused face.
"You have potential, Jungkook. You aren't fully ruined, just yet." You answer him understanding his that you can be 'not trustable' for him, he tilts his head lightly scanning your face. There was no uncertainty in your gaze only generous worry and that made him damn confused.
How is that possible? He thinks.
Shaking his head, he leans forward "Pardon me?"
"I want to help you, Jungkook. Even a slightest change in you is a big thing for me." You say leaning back on your chair, clearing your throat before speaking again. "This is your last chance, Jungkook. And after this," Your voice turning uncertain with a hint of horror in it. "I don't what they'll do to you." You warn him not because you wanted to scare him but this was truly his last chance to improve himself and him being self-aware that this is his last chance is the first step.
He had potential, it was visible through his previous records. The door is knocked meaning the session is over for the week, you reassure him with a smile. He knows what you mean by 'they' and for gods sake he doesn't want to go back. He would rather die than go back to that place again. Creepy as it might sound but after hearing your words, he did got anxious and seeing your smile suddenly creeped the shit out of him.
He gulps.
"Try your best, I won't force you but I'll be up your way everytime." You speak, your words make him nod. This was the first time he is being so understandable cause last week's session was hell according to the aslyum. You haven't received the footage for it yet but it would be here by next week probably.
"I'll try, um... thanks i guess?" He mutters standing up. He felt like a human for the first time after talking to you. No offence, you give him a creepy doll vibes for sure. In his mind, the mental image is that you say the creepiest shit with your doll like face.
You nod in return watching his figure disappear with the nurse that came to take Jungkook for his daily activity, —dinner now probably— the worst part for Jungkook is that he can't even roam around the hospital like other patients because he wasn't like other patients.
He was a tranfered patient from an asylum and this was truly his last chance.
Therapy and Meds was his last chance.
"Do you think there's a possibility that the government will take him, again?" Hoseok questions sipping on the straw attached to the coffee cup. He was curious after reading the previous records of Jungkook and Oh, his curiosity was soon broken into horror after reading about Jungkook's previous outbursts.
"Well, if he doesn't work on himself then maybe," you roll your sleeves up keeping an eye on the screen infront as you took another sip with help of a straw before speaking up again. "I think he won't work on himself until he finds something, you know?"
"Something? Like a goal?" He raises his brows pondering,
"Mhm, like a goal or more like a hope?" You nod unsure while thinking that is currently working in your head like crazy.
"Are you planning something, Y/N?" You shrug your shoulders making him chuckle. You were clearly planning something in your mind and it was quiet obvious to Hoseok. After a moment of silence of you both looking at the screen infront, you clear your troath lightly before speaking up "Do you remember the time you took a patient out?" You question Hoseok as he nods in return.
He did take alot patients out throughout his career and the first patient he took out was for a dinner as a reward to be able to cope with their anxiety but for that he had to sign various documents and alots of paperwork taking the responsibility of the patient. Doctors are allowed to take their patients out of the hospital but the responsibility and risk is next level so not all of the doctors think about this.
Heck, not everyone likes their job this much to take patients out but Hoseok was different. He has been working here for seven years now and he would also get attached with the patients easily that would make him wanna reward them something for being able to get out of their difficult time. He is like a ray of sunshine for them and you couldn't just agree more.
"Yeah, what about it?" He pauses and then pokes your arm making you yelp "What was that for!" You exclaim laughing lightly knowing damn well what was it for. He knows you're thinking of taking a patient out and the first person comes in his mind is the guy in the screen infront of him. Jungkook ofcourse.
"Don't even try."
A warning is heard from his side. Taking a patient out is good and he obviously supports that but taking Jungkook out is not a wise decision according to him. No matter how many pep talks you would give Hoseok that Jungkook is just a human, he won't allow this. He knows Jungkook is a human being but the anger issues can take over his personality —stated from previous records too— and no way in hell you'll be able to control him.
"Damn, I've been a doctor for three years and it would be my first time too taking a patient out." You mutter out rubbing the arm he poked into dramatically.
"Take someone easy for the first time, Y/N." He grumbles glaring at you. That wasn't an advice, that was more like a statement. "Kay' fine." You sigh running your hand through your hair.
"Do you have shift this weekend?" You ask switiching the topic, not wanting to talk about it until you've a final decision about the same. Turning his chair to you —now his body facing yours— "Yeah, what about you?" He asks back making you shake your head in return.
"Lucky you." He groans rolling his eyes playfully.
"I had my shift last weekend," you spoke taking a glance at the screen again. Your butt was pressed on the edge of the table so you were basically towering him. The big screen in front of both of you changed from Jungkook's room to another patient's room.
"Oh, Y/N. I forgot to tell you" Hoseok mutters gaining your attention fully as you turn your head to look at him, he takes his phone out of his pocket.
"I have tickets to the game, sadly for this weekend. My friend bought it, do you wanna go instead of me?" He asks scrolling on his phone, probably looking for the digital tickets.
"Is it the ice hockey match?" You ask remembering that there is a match that will be happening on the weekend in your area. It came on your 'foryou' page which you didn't pay much attention to being honest. As much as you loved the sport you weren't a fangirl of it that would to to each and every hockey match.
He hummed in agreement focused on his phone, one thing that you both had in common was the interest in sports. Not that you were an expert, no. You don't even know most of the rules but the adrenaline rush to watch men— handsome men fight in the ice hockey rink is not so bad. Not supporting violence or anythign but ragged up men look so hot. Not only in ice hockey to be honest, any sport is fun to watch when you've a person like Hoseok beside you explaining the stuff that is happening in the game.
At once. Hoseok got so interested about ice skating that he infact did invite you once to go with him after learning it himself. And boy! was he good at it. He was fucking amazing. Watching him ice skate freely as if he didn't had a bone in his body didn't felt so self appreciating to you but you admired him, this guy was freaking flexible. The amount of times you fell on ice was uncountable but it was a good experience at the end of the day, earning Hoseok's laughs everytime you fell and your groans in return with a smile, atleast now you know how to ice skate after multiple failures. Thanks to him.
"Who else is going?" You inquire more cause no way in hell Hoseok would go alone to a match. He is very verbal while watching matches, keeping an update on it by speaking about it —mostly making a mental mote for himself—. Like the possibility is very low for him to go alone, not fully zero but very low. You've known him for few years now, through this lovely hospital ofcourse and he is like a social butterfly.
"My friend, if you don't mind." He replies back as a notification is heard on your phone, making it vibrate lightly in your pocket —probably the tickets that he was searching for earlier—. He looks up from his phone and sees you have raised your eyebrows at him, ofcourse saying 'my friend' wouldn't solve the mystery.
"Oh, the guy's name is Taehyung; he's a nice guy. Don't worry." Hoseok smiles answering the unheard question. Okay that smile wasn't genuine, was this his plan? He damn well knew he was working this weekend but still accepted the tickets from this guy —Taehyung?
Or maybe you're just over analyzing the whole situation because he didn't quiet know that you were free this weekend.
"Is this your way of setting me on a date?" You chuckle looking at him with raised eyebrows. This wasn't the first time he was doing this, definitely.
"Maybe?" He shrugs with a sheepish grins.
Caught him.
"You know it won't work" you speak straightening your posture,
"He's a great guy, Y/N. I wouldn't set you with someone who isn't great." Hoseok states looking at you as he stands up now towering you and grabs his stuff shoving it in his pocket. "If not anything, you'll have a new friend." He shrugs and an innocent smile crepts his face making you nod.
You do know few of his friends and so does he which makes you both have mutual friends in return and you trust his instincts that he won't set you off with a creep. Exaggerated maybe but it is the truth. Nobody can be trusted in this world especially men. Ugh.
"Kay', I'll go but this is the last time." You grumble under your breath hoping he won't do this again cause the last time didn't go so well. The guy asked you for a kiss which you denied and thankfully he didn't make a fuss about it.
Hoseok did apologize to you later on behalf of his friend's behaviour but you just shrugged it off knowing he didn't meant it. He pats your back in a 'proud' way. Acting like a cupid, isn't he now?
"I'll text him your number then, don't be late Y/N." Hoseok warns earning a hum from you in return.
Bidding byes with Hoseok, you scan your profile card on the scanner signing out for the day. Your phone chimes with a notification, curiously you take your phone out and see an unknown number.
Unknown Texter: Hey, this side Taehyung. Hoseok's friend, you must be Y/N?
Welp, that was quick.
Having a quick chat with Taehyung about the time and how you'll reach to the venue, you put your phone back in your pocket and make your way towards the elevator to tell your patients that you won't be here for the next two days.
After talking with other patients about your absence, you finally make it to the top floor with a tired sigh. Today was a long day due to all the sessions with the patients and damn, it was tiring as hell. Looking through the little glass rectangle on the door, you saw Jungkook looking out of the window in his room.
Sliding the door quietly you step inside the room, "Hey" you mutter quietly not wanting to scare him out of nowhere. "How was the dinner?" You ask Jungkook who turned around to sit back on the bed while you sat on the chair nearby.
"It was shit. Can y'all make your budget higher for fucks sake?" He grumbles making a disgusted face.
Damn was it that bad?
"Good to know the feedback. I'll talk with the staff but this isn't a hotel, right?" You reply sarcastically with a smile and a little laugh in between. "Why are you here?" He groans glaring at your smiling face.
Creepy doll. He thinks.
"I was here to tell you that I won't be here for the next two days." You mumble looking at him with your typical smiling face. "Aw, I won't be able to see your face for two days? That sucks." He speaks sarcastically in a nonchalant tone making it clear that it didn't matter to him whether you were here or not. That response was a very expected response from his behalf to be honest.
You nod and get up after giving him the meds for the night. "Alright. That's good. Have fun for two days." You smile putting the empty glass of water on the nightstand beside that Jungkook gulped down seconds ago with the medicines.
"Kay'" he nods and runs his hand through his long hair, "Night. Dream about me doc." Jungkook says with a wink, there the drugs taking over him again. He took the blanket and wrapped it around himself to sleep, you nod in return and wish him a quick 'good night' before leaving the room and eventually the hospital alas.
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A/N
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Next chapter will be posted on next friday lol. I was editing this chapter and had to re-write it all when I felt like I didn't include Jungkook too much in the conversation. I'll post the sneek-peak for the next chapter on my tumblr and Instagram as usual.
Ty <3
03; Freedom | THE PATIENT
THE PATIENT | Book | Ch03;Freedom
JungkookxReader (/fluff/angst/smut)
—Falling in love with a patient in an asylum might not be everyone's tea but you had a thing to fix something you never broke at first place.
Words: 2.8k+
TROPES:: One sided hate, Therapist Au.
SYNOPSIS:: —"Don't trust me, Believe in me"
WARNINGS:: Talk about abuse, Violence ahead, explicit language, Anger issues
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The date or whatever you want to call it with Taehyung went well, surprisingly. It wasn't a date being honest cause no way in hell someone has ever asked you to suck them off after meeting them for few hours. Additionally, after watching a freaking hockey match with innocent conversation.
"So?" He raises his eyebrows at you, the car was parked on the side of the road. Other cars went by as the whoosh sounds could be heard. This wasn't just an awkward situation but an amusing one too. You never expected a man like Taehyung would ask you to suck him off.
He was rich. Very to be exact.
That's the information you learned about Taehyung during the intermission of the match while he was explaining the game cause you went for a bathroom break and these washrooms are literally miles away. You both talked about your lifestyles, workplace, friends and basic stuff and the guy who was sitting in front of your eyes came from a rich and privileged family, his words not yours. Wasn't trying to brag but when his lifestyle was rich itself, he couldn't do a shit but brag about it.
"So..." you trail off thinking about the question that was proposed infront of you. It's been a while since you had any type of fun, certainly, sex and you knew giving a blowjob wasn't exactly having sex but it does lead to more things. Currently, only one thing stood there between the two of you. Silence.
"It's alright if you don't want to - sorry for making you uncomfortable." Taehyung breaks the silence, his hand grabbing the clutch again to reverse the car and go to the restaurant for the dinner he asked you before leaving the court.
His hand froze up in place when he heard the seatbelt clink on your side. He glanced over at you and saw you were unbuckling your seatbelt. Before he could say a thing, you were already making the first move with pulling your hair up in a ponytail.
"Are we actually doing it?" He asks, sounding more excited and surprised too at the sudden shift of the setting. Got him more horny, not gonna lie. He didn't think you'd be a type of girl for quickies. Heck! He didn't think you'd be a type of girl for a hook up either cause of how naive and innocent you sounded in the whole conversation with him at the Ice Hockey match.
The whole conversation was about your career and his career and how prestige you were to talk strictly about your normal life, something you didn't realize either. Career. That is what the topic was and how badly Taehyung wanted to switch the topics to dating life or anything interesting but didn't wanted to freak you off.
Your hands hook up with his button of the formal brown pants he was wearing, his budge was so visible. You eye up and down with a faint smirk. "When did you get this hard?" You ask, curiosity taking over your mind.
"Are you seriously asking that?" He chuckles, now helping you to unbutton him.
You roll your eyes with a faint chuckle you press his semi-hard budge with a little pressure wanting am answer. "Just answer." You state wanting to say 'stop being a smartass' cause it was general curiosity.
"It was when you accidentally buried your face in my lap when the puck came flying to us." He hisses with a low gruntal moan as you cupped him through his boxers. He lifts his hip up lightly for you to lower his boxers.
You remember perfectly now, to defend yourself and your face, ofcourse, you dogged the puck that came flying to your seat by the powerful hit of a player. Not really big perks of sitting in the front row. It was a general hockey match so the protection against the ring wasn't the best to begin with.
The dogged move led you to burry your face in Taehyung's lap with a small gasp, his hand wrapped around the small of your back to make sure the puck didn't hit you. Yet, when he sat up to ask if you were okay, he paused. Paused at the sight of your head burried in his lap, strands of hair on one side of your frame showing off the back of your neck, the thing that ran in his mind was how would you look while sucking him off.
Would you be a tease or be a good girl for him? He thinks and soon was left out of his thoughts.
"Mhm, Just like that." Taehyung groans when he felt you licking long strip from the base of his dick till the tip while keeping the eye contact. He closes his eyes, throws his head back and enjoys the sensation you were providing him with your mouth.
Warm. Sucking. Not teasing. Just like a good girl you were.
"No way!" Hoseok exclaims putting his coffee down, your face flushed with embarrassment. "So, you're telling me you just sucked him off? Just like that?!" Hoseok asks again, for the nth timein the last fifteen minutes of your conversation.
"Yes, what do you want me to say?" You sigh sipping on the green tea. At this point, the regret was coming up being honest. Not the regret that you sucked Taehyung off but the regret of telling this thing to Hoseok out of all people.
"Mun finally let off her dry sex life curse." He laughs swirling on the chair making you glare at him with a 'seriously?' look.
"Shut the fuck up, Seok."
"What? As if you had sex in a while. Blowjob was a step up in this curse, hun." He shrugs. He was honestly happy that you finally had something. With countless times of trying to put you up with someone who was eligible for you -according to him- he finally got a good news of you giving Taehyung a blowjob. He knows Taehyung is a great guy, just because he was a silver spoon that doesn't mean he's an asshole like most people might imagine.
"He invited me for the auction party on the weekend." You change the topic not wanting to talk about how you randomly sucked a guy off just cause he was nice, innocent and respectful towards you. Handsome too.
"Oh, did he?" He sips on the coffee leaning his back more on the chair of your office. "You must've entertained him quite nicely." Another tease left his mouth but this time it made you frown in confusion making your eyes divert from the desktop on which you were typing the updates for your patients to him.
Upon seeing your confusion, Hoseok takes a long sip of the coffee to clear his dry throat cause of the explanation coming up is long. Long enough.
"I mean, he doesn't invite anyone, y'know." He shrugs. "You must know by now how rich his family is - not that I'm trying to brag his lifestyle but if I was him, I would've bragged it a lot. The auctions he holds is not for everyone, especially not the people you meet first time. I knew you both would be amazing friends and I'm sure you gave him a good blowjob for him to invite you."
"Seok." You warn him with an eye roll to not bring the topic again.
"What!" He exclaims. Slumping back on his chair he raises his eyebrows playfully knowing he'll tease the shit out of you every darn time.
"I denied."
"You denied?" He frowns.
"Yeah, I've shift this weekend." You murmur and sip on the green tea which is starting to get cold. "I denied him politely at the dinner." You correct your words and Taehyung gladly understood how not everyone is a silver spoon. He's thankful and glad to his parents for making his life easier and having enough money to do what he can right now. Follow his passion.
"Ugh, Mun, you should've just skipped work!" He whines like a freaking kid.
"As if!"
"Oh please, you skipped it on your five hours situationship guy's birthday."
"I was young back then!" Even the thought makes you cringe now. How young and stupid was it for you to skip your day of the medical internship for a guy who you don't even know the name of know.
"Shit." Hoseok stands up with his coffee after hearing the notification on his phone. The notification about the meeting with his senior for the hospital powerpoint on Friday. Powerpoint about one of the mental disorders to teach new staff (mostly nurses) about. Next week is your turn and you still haven't chosen the topic.
A topic which was interesting according to you was Schizophrenia. Still researching about it tho. "Gotta go, Mun. I'll see you after work." He murmurs rushing out of your room. You give him a wave and watch him walk out. Standing up you fix the chair he was sitting on to typical 30° angle. Just how you like it. Everything to be in order.
"Why are we here?" He groans. You look over his side profile, he sounds irritated by all of this bullshit you were providing him with. Bullshit. According to him Ofcourse yet his eyes showed something else, something you haven't seen in a long while.
Warmth. Maybe it's the sun glowing in front of you. Maybe.
"I thought it's a good idea for you to have freedom-" you turn your face back to the view in front, view of the sun slowly hiding away, patients from hospital walked around in their hospital gown with their given nurses. "-isn't this what you wanted? Freedom?"
He doesn't reply but just hums back. You're right. He did indeed needed, wanted this taste of freedom. Hasn't been to a park in a while due to the asylum he was admitted at before. Hasn't been to a park since his childhood because his mother wouldn't let him out to a park as punishment. Was only allowed to go once or twice a year.
"Parks are for kids," he murmurs under his breath, sounding not interested but his eyes told otherwise which you didn't notice cause you were too busy to look at the beautiful sunset happening. A frown creases your eyebrows but you don't turn around to look at him.
"Why does it matter?" You shrug, "Enjoy yourself till' you can."
"It does matter." He states. "You can't have this much fun at one time, worse when you're in a place like this."
You knew he was talking about the hospital but the comment of 'not having this much fun at once' made you frown. You turn to face him, he does the same. "What do you mean that you can't have this much fun at once?" You ask, confused.
Confusion appeared fully on the creepy dolls face. Makes him want to smirk and tease you but doesn't. "I mean, you're allowed to be at park at all the times?" He asks back.
You nod, "Of course, the park is a public place. You can be here for hours and no one would say anything." You state the obvious fact.
"Well, Ms.Doc, not everyone has a happy life you do." Makes you want to argue that your life wasn't exactly rainbows and unicorns but you stay quiet remembering he's your patient not your friend. He folds his arms across his chest and raises his eyebrows at you.
"My bad," you apologize, quick than he intended. Wasn't expecting an apology anyway. "How was your past two days?"
"Like usual, the doctor was nice tho." He tells you making you smile. Happy that he found the doctor nice. Kim Seohoo. The new doctor that you weren't aware of until this morning when you were looking at the reports of your patients. It was clear that Dr.Kim would take over your patients when you weren't here and vice-a-verse.
"That's good to hear." You speak fixing the button of your coat at 25° angle. "I heard you listened to him?" You lie a question with curious eyes. You needed a good report about Dr.Kim so that Jungkook wasn't uncomfortable with him.
"I can work with him when you're gone." He shrugs. "Anywho, he's less annoying than you."
"I'm glad to hear that being honest."
"Good,"
"Good."
Why would he want to care about your expectations when he can't even match his own. How can yoi be so okay with the idea of him calling you annoying. Now that was annoying to him. This also reminds him of how his mom made a big fuss when he'd cry for help from her. Before he even realized, words fall quick from his mouth. "You know if I told the same thing to my mom back then, she would've punished me."
"Punished you?"
"Punished me." He nods, voice getting a little tense. "I wasn't allowed to eat dinner and breakfast for the following day. She'd punish me." The anger in his voice was evident which made you listen to him fully, keeping your attention to his words. Having a thought to remember them to put in his file.
"I was ten when it all started," He continues. "and I know I was the problem cause my dad would never stop her. He was powerless under her gaze for some reason. What's even worse was that they were in love. He was - still is - in love with her. It hurts me."
"You're not the problem, Jungkook. Every child deserves a parent but not every parent deserves a child. Your parents loved you, your dad lov-" You reassure him but his anger was getting the best of him. Frowned eyebrows, he scoffs aloud cuttig you off.
"Love? Bullshit. If he really did love me, I wouldn't have to go with the bullshit his wife did to me." Hard to believe for him that his dad actually loved him. Hasn't seen his dad for a long time now and hates to see his mom who drops by every now and then.
"Believe me, Jungkook." You remind him the promise of yours, "I mean it when I say that every child deserves a parent. I'm not excusing your parents behaviour towards you, never will, but you have to let it go."
"Let what go?" He scoffs. "Fucking bullshit." He groans under his breath with a tsk.
"If your parents can't forgive you, you need to forgive them. What you went through was sickening and the result for all of it didn't come out too right or good either." You pause, forming words that would make better sense for this situation. "Let them go for your own freedom."
"What freedom? Huh?" His hand forming into a punch as he slaps the front of his thigh, anger waking up giving you a warning to fuck off amd stop giving him knowledge for this so-called 'freedom'.
"Freedom to what you have in future." You sigh, "They already ruined your past. Don't let them ruin your future either. Let them go."
"You're all bullshit." He mutters finally looking away from your eyes, the truth behind your words were big for him to understand yet. He knows you're correct about letting them go. He had to let them go or he'd go more insane day-by-day.
Knock on the wood thrice, or you'll die.
You knock on the bench thrice, the voice in your head was pretty loud to ignore and potential risk was even louder in those noises. Your mind is distracted upon hearing the announcement through the speakers, faint noise of the staff telling the patients to come out of their respective places to come and eat in the cafeteria.
"C'mon, let's go in." You stand up from, the bench as Jungkook does the same not wanting to talk with you anymore. His med time was also near and you were aware cause the way his face settled with a frown was clear enough that he'd go insane any minute.
A mission that you made in your mind was to make sure he knows the taste of freedom every now and then. You're sure that the moment you step in your room, you'd open the bucket list that you made for him to discover and then tick the 'park' box off.
And sure you do that. The first thing when you enter the room after dropping Jungkook off with another nurse and biding him bye, you tick off the 'park' box. It isn't easy for him to travel around and you'd need to ask for permission from authorities but you're more than ready to do it for him. For his taste of freedom.
Grabbing the purse which was resting on the table, you unzip it and pop a pill in your mouth with water in your hand to gulp down. You're aware that freedom costs much more than it intends to.
Yours costed your health and his will cost his youth. He already paid and is waiting for the product while you got the product with your payment due.
Payment to freedom. Road to freedom.
wattpad: CH03 (read on wattpad)
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Sorry for the late update, enjoy Jellies! This chapter is available on Wattpad & Tumblr. Links are included.
arena mode au where the patient’s imaginary friend gets spontaneously replaced by phobos