Save Myself Therapy | Taekook

Do you Still?

----Third Person's Prov-----------------------

"Well I did warn you"

Taehyung held up his arms and pulled up his sleeves. On his frosty pale skin were white lines crosshatching in random directions.

The ravenette couldn't take his eyes off from what he was watching. Then he heard his cold voice.

"I like pain, Jungkook"

Jungkook's gaze immediately turned towards the blue haired male's face. He watched every movement of the other. Taehyung slowly pulled out his legs which were wrapped under the duvet. The sunlight in the room had now brightened the dark room to highlight all things clearly.

Taehyung removed his legs out from the duvet and showed the ravenette his legs. They were all covered with white lines.

Jungkook felt his throat run dry as if knocked out. He just stared at it, not really knowing what he was supposed to think.

The blue haired male laughed and roughly grabbed Jungkook's wrist. He looked at the ravenette's scarred wrist and laughed again. He chuckled and threw his hand away back to the other.

"Tsk, you haven't even experienced true pain!" He mocked.

Taehyung started to moved his delicate fingers on those white lines on his legs, "And I am a faker Jungkook. I AM A FAKER!" He titled his head back laughing hysterically.

"I am not a nice person. I am not as happy as I seem to be. I am not sad either! Truth is, life is a beautiful slow, painful blur to me! I don't care!"

Jungkook just looked at the other. His thoughts running wild... So, ... he was lying all this time? Was he just filling my head with hopeless ... shit?

Taehyung looked back towards the ravenette with a blank face. He observed Jungkook's face as if reading his mind and quietly spoke,...

"I never lied to you. Not even now." He covered his hand in his palm sighing and peeked through a crack in his fingers. His hazel eyes pierced through the other. "I am just telling you the truth about me, now!"

Jungkook just couldn't move a muscle, his mind was processing all the things. He met those hazel eyes and for a moment he saw something flash in them and then they were back to emotionless.

Those onyx eyes slowly moved towards those delicate hands which where now on Taehyungs stomach. He gulped don't know why... but he was sure it was not a good one...

Taehyung lifted up his sweatshirt, displaying his smooth milky soft stomach. But if carefully looked you could see to the right of his belly button was a long jagged white line. The blue haired male grabbed Jungkook's hand with his free one and placed it on his stomach.

Jungkook felt shiver run down his spine when he felt the blue haired male's body. He was too warm. He felt his own cold skin on the other. And for once he was starting to get scared of Taehyung.

Taehyung didn't stop, he started spewing a horrific story. "Jungkook, I only told you of two times I have attempted suicide. This is one of the one's in the middle"

He softly chuckled, "I wanted to just experiment. So, I took a steak knife and just kept stabbing myself. But again, someone saved me." He rolled his eyes on saying it.

The blue haired male flung the ravenette's hand back to his lap and pulled his sweatshirt down. He pulled up his knees and buried his face in his hands.

Jungkook was in completed shock, but as if his body started responding back. He pulled Taehyung quickly into his lap and cradled him. He held the other tight, without saying anything.