----Jungkook's Prov ----------------------
The beep of my phone indicated my alarm ringing. I groaned loudly urging to throw my phone across the wall, but nevertheless dismissed the alarm. "Annoying alarms". I rolled over not realizing I was sleeping at the edge now accidentally falling off the bed. But thanks to my reflexes I managed to stable my fall and just lay on the floor staring up at the ceiling.
"What a great start to the day" I muttered.
I closed my eyes, when I realized. Dammit! I have a fucking therapy appointment... I sat up glaring at everything present in the room. Brushing pass my hand through my hair, I sighed. Why? Why did everything bad happens to me?.
I grabbed a black shirt and ripped jeans, walking towards bathroom to take a shower. I dried my hair a bit, slipping black sweatband on my wrist to hide the cuts. I didn't like much socializing and walking was not my forte, but I felt a bit happy today, and the reason I don't know. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror. I picked up my phone and saw I was bit late today.
I quickly rushed down the stairs skipping the maids smoothly and jumped off the last stairs landing perfectly on the floor. I entered the kitchen to find Eun-woo sipping his coffee and working on his laptop. Maybe he felt my presence, he lifted his gaze from the laptop screen and looked at me with a raised brow.
"Why the hell are you so happy this morning, little brother?" Eun-woo spoke with a glint of amusement. He thought even thought his younger brother had the same emotional face but only if you look closely you could see a bit shine in those onyx eyes and slight curve at the corner of his lips.
I just shrugged, "I am not sure, but I feel like today will be...different." I picked up the toast and grabbed a bite out of it, sipping the orange juice placed. "Yeah...today will be...different." Maybe I said it again to make myself believe it.
Eun-woo gave me a warm smile, "Good, different is good."
I just smirked and continued to eat. Maybe I am just still not in right mind due to too much blood loss, I reasoned out. I grabbed my bag and at the same moment the door bell rang. I quickly walked towards the door and opened it. I was surprised at what I saw.
"Hello, Jungkook!" he said with a smile.
At the door was a boy shorter by few inches to me, with soft blue wavy hair, bright hazel eyes and a boxy smile. The boy was wearing a white sweatshirt and skin fit jeans and white canvas along with a coat.
I gave a nod as an acknowledgement, "Hello?" I stepped out of my house not forgetting to grab my black coat and started to walk down the street.
Interesting, the word crossed my mind when I saw him.
---Third Person's Prov -------------------------
The blue haired male followed the ravenette. Once he reached beside Jungkook, he looked at the ravenette's side profile and smiled. "I am Kim Taehyung!" he said nudging Jungkook's arm. "And I am your therapist!."
The ravenette raised a brow but continued to walk. What the hell, is he a child or something, why so cheerful.
The blue haired male kept smiling and walking enjoying the morning breeze. "So, what are you like?" he asked the ravenette. Jungkook didn't say anything and kept walking trying to ignore.
Taehyung sighed for the lack of response received. "Jungkook, I mean things you like, what you hate, what are your dreams, anything..." he waited for the other to answer.
Jungkook titled his head now watching the clear blue sky, smirking faintly as he replied. "I hate blue, socializing, taking pictures, invading my personal space, people who fake dumb, and... death". His face turned emotionless gritting his teeth and tightened his jaw.
Taehyung processed the words and shouted waving his hand everywhere, "What the hell?! You probably hate me then because my hair is blue, I love socializing and I love taking pictures! ", he pouted, but he sighed inside his mind.
The ravenette almost became sad, Nice save taehyung.
He had seen the way Jungkook's mood had changed at the end of his sentence, and thought of making the mood a bit lighter.
The raventte chuckled, and to not lie Taehyung loved the sound of it. "What are you like?" Jungkook asked facing the other with a raised brow and smirk.
Taehyung scooted away from him and bringing his arms over his chest screaming, "Pervert!" and hit lightly on Jungkook's shoulder. "Ah! Stotic face pervert!" Taehyung said bursting out laughing showing his boxy smile.
For a moment the raventte was lost in trance watching Taehyung but soon shook his head coming out of it. His eye twitched on the blue haired male's last comment "You are weird".
Taehyung kept on laughing wiping the tears gathered at the corner of his eyes, "I know, that is what people tell me!" slowly his laughter calmed down.
Jungkook poked the other's head, "So, what are you like?"
Taehyung slowly composed his self, adjusting his coat a bit. They both started to walk, but this time Jungkook was facing him while the other spoke.
"I like to help people, I love my life, I like to eat japchae, I like to play with kids, I like to meet new people and talk, I love walks and I love to smile-!" Jungkook placed his palm on Taehyung's mouth and chuckled shaking his head a bit at the blue haired male's childish acts, "I get it" the raventte replied.
Taehyung removed the raventte's hand from his mouth and started walking again. Jungkook was looking at the other waiting for Taehyung to continue. The blue haired male starting speaking, "I hate being sad, I hate growing up, I hate..." his voice trailed off and Taehyung looked lost into the distance.
Jungkook gave a quizzical look finally waving his hand in front of other to get his attention. "Hey, Taehyung."
Taehyung blinked a few times and looked back at Jungkook giving an apologetic smile. "Oh...Sorry." He said while scratching his nape sheepishly. "I am bit drained out from last night".
Jungkook narrowed his eyes and looked at the blue haired male's wrist while he was scratching his nape, the coat sleeve had slipped down a bit giving the ravenette a view of a band Taehyung was wearing on the wrist. Immediately the ravenette looked down at his own wrist and a frown settled on his face.
He looked back at Taehyung and whispered, "Do you cut too?". The other halted his steps and smiled at the ravenette sadly, again staring back at a distance lost.
"Yeah...I used to, I mean." Taehyung smiled and held up his wrist removing the band and giving a proper look of his wrist to ravenette. The wrist was scarred with faint, faint white lines. Unconsciously, Jungkook felt of rubbing his thumb across the other's scars, but stopped himself.
Taehyung pulled the band back hiding the scars and dropped down his arms, looking at the ravenette, "What about you Jungkook?"
Jungkook looked up at the sky and sighed, "Yeah, I cut". Taheyung remained silent waiting for the other to say more. The ravenette thought the blue haired male was judging him and making fun, so he said.
"Go ahead, laugh all you want, laugh at the Jeon."
Taehyung shook his head, "Why would I laugh at you?".
Jungkook halted and completely turned around to face Taehyung, to find whether the other was lying, but couldn't find apart from genuine concern in those hazel eyes. "I used to be the happiest man in the world, with wonderful parents, an awesome brother, faithful friends, and a beautiful love of my life. Now I am just a boy without parents, an overprotective brother, distant friends, and I still love him"
I chuckled, and went on, "And now I cut. The younger brother of well-known Idol cuts and is depressed. What's not to laugh at?"
Taehyung smiled at the ravenette, eyes full of concern, "I would never laugh at a person in their time of need." He took Jungkook's hand carefully and rubbed his thumb lightly, "Jungkook, even the strongest of soldiers need a doctor to heal their wounds."
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Save Myself Therapy | Taekook
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