if you're not the one for me who is

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yoongi was playing with his stuffed animal, feelings someone's eyes burn into him. he turned around, seeing jimin. "hi hyung." "have you taken your medicine yet?"

yoongi shook his head, "giving me a headache." "it's cause you're not taking it at the same time everyday. let me go get it." shove it down our throats while you're at it. "shut up." "what?" "nothing hyung..just tired.."

//

yoongi laid in bed, staring at the new glow in the dark star stickers. "oh? is this the reason why we're in here?" "do you think i can like someone hyung?" yoongi looked at his therapist, the male staring back at him. "i believe you can yoongi. do you think-" "i-i like him..or i think i do.." yoongi said, his gaze moving to his ceiling.

"you must think your alters have taken a liking to this person?" what a liar. we care about you too. "i-if i tell you i hear them more..will you up my medicine?" "how often do you hear them?" "i don't know..a lot..they're loud sometimes."

"can you form a thought for yourself?" "of course he can. he's not a child you know." "ah, binna. hello." "doctor, do you really think we'd hinder little yoongi from a nice loving relationship? personally speaking," yoongi got up, sitting in hoseok's lap, moving the male's mask, "you're my favorite."

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yoongi looked at the cup, the red liquid looking back at him. "yoongi, drink it. it'll start to congel." right. like we should drink regardless. "i'm not really hungry right now hyung.." "well you're not leaving until you eat."

yoongi jumped to his feet, taking the cup and throwing it to the wall behind the male. "you're not forcing him to drink anything!!" "jiya!!" yoongi jumped over the table, his hands latching around jimin's neck, the male's hands around his wrists. "f- namjoon!!" yoongi thrashed in whoever's hold was onto him, landing a blow into jimin's ribs. "he's not drinking it!! he won't!!"

//

yoongi sat in the corner of his room, picking at the paint. "yoongi?" yoongi only ignored hoseok, picking at the paint more aggressively. "so no yoongi..picking at paint.. could you be.. yuno?" yoongi paused briefly, going back to pick at the paint. "yuno, can you come sit in the beanbag please?" "jiya is angry. jiya doesn't like jimin." "why is jiya angry at jimin?"

yoongi shrugged, picking at the plaster now, not minding the small scrapes on his fingers. "can i talk to yoongi?" "he's asleep. he won't wake up," yoongi mumbled, his picking becoming more frantic, "he won't wake up. no one will wake him up. he can't. we can't. only him. only him." "who is he yuno? yuno?" "only him. only him. only him."

//

"has he been under any intense stress?" "no? i just don't know why the fuck he- sorry. jiya broke my fucking rib." "he bruised it you big baby. anyway, we haven't done anything expect take him to the dentist. nothing's happen beyond teeth working by my sights."

hoseok hummed, tapping the tip of his pen against his finger, his bag over his shoulder. "i gave him a mild sedative. i don't know who'll get when he wakes up. might be yoongi or one of his alters. have any of you seen a new one?" hoseok watched the four males look at each other, sighing out. "who's the dentist?"

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yoongi felt a kink in his neck, too drowsy to open his eyes. his head throbbed, body feeling heavy. "yoongi?" yoongi breathed in, smelling the faint cologne of jungkook. "m-my head hurts." "i'm sorry..do you remember anything that happened?" yoongi squeezed his eyes shut, trying to think, bringing his hand to his face.

his mind stalled, feeling a thin tube inserted in his nose. classic. force feeding you while sedated. "out..i want this out!!" yoongi screamed, ripping the tape off, jungkook rushing to stop him. "yoongi! relax you're okay!" yoongi only shoved the male off him, choking slightly as he started to remove the tube. "yoongi! stop! i'll take it out!" jungkook rushed out, trying to take a hold of the tube while calming yoongi down. he's lying! push him away before he puts it back in!!

yoongi only cried out, shoving the male away from him harder, "you're lying!! you're a liar!!" he pulled the rest out, coughing up whatever blood was coming from the tube, his nose bleeding. all that was heard was the sniffles from yoongi and the heavy breathing from males. "yoongi..you haven't been taking your medicine.." yoongi was silent, wiping his face, his body trembling. he doesn't care. none of them do.

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yoongi sat outside, his cheeks tinged pink from the cold. he covered his face with his light blue scarf, looking at the snow fall. "yoongi, i heard what happened." yoongi was silent, hoseok softly sighing. "i know what happened at your dentist office as well. i believe i can offer a slight solution." "yoongi?" yoongi blinked, turning around slightly, seeing jin.

he came to see you! is this what love feels like? it seems like a trap! "yoongi, i want to try and see how you interact with mr.kim today. can we try that out?" yoongi only nodded, jin smiling, taking his own hat off and putting it on yoongi's. "i can't have you catching a cold while healing now can i?"