Save Myself Therapy | Taekook

Awkwardness

---- Hoseok's Prov-----------

I got out of the car and stood there staring at the double door. I looked at my side to find the daisies had bloomed in the lawn. I sighed ready to face whatever was kept for me inside.

The door creaked open and one of the butlers stood there in front of me. He bowed down, I gave a nod and walked past him inside. Before I could take a turn, I heard the butler say, "Mr. Kim is waiting for you Mr. Jung in his office"

I walked towards my room and dropped the bag on the floor shutting the door behind me. With a deep sigh I started walking towards Mr. Kim's office. I opened the door with a knock and found the elder male in front of his laptop.

I stood in front of him and cleared my throat to announce my arrival. The elder looked up placing the glasses he was wearing down on the desk and smiled, "Have you made your decision?"

Heavy silence had filled the room and a lump struck in my throat when I met the calculated stare. I shook my head and tried to speak, "No... not yet"

The expression changed quickly on His face, now with furrowed brows and unacceptance in his eyes while the jaw was clenched. He spat back, "Then you shouldn't have presented yourself before me." Anger was seeping through every syllabus.

A shiver ran down my spine but tried to not show it. And I tried to ask what was eating my mind, "What happens if I... I turn down the offer?"

There I said... I couldn't help but feel scared....

I watched Mr. Kim's fist clench so hard that the knuckles turned white. I heard him chuckle but that sound was enough to freeze my every muscle, "Then you shall be disowned as well and stripped of your status and money."

"Wait- what?" I bluttered out.

I saw him gaze back to his laptop screen and began to read whatever he was reading previously. I parted my lips to speak but the heavy voice of Namjoon's father echoed once again.

"You may be one of a kind, and a genius Hoseok. But I can find another to replace as well take all your assets left. You are nothing to me"

I clenched my jaw tight to not spit any profanity to the other. I walked away from the office towards my room fist clenching and unclenching. The urge to hit the elder was high. I opened the door and locked it behind me.

I punched the wall beside the door. My anger needed to be let out. After few minutes the pain started to seep through the bloody knuckles and I slumped down. I covered my face in my bloody hands.

"What do I do... where would I go now..." I mumbled to no one.

----Jin's Prov ------------------------

I was staring out of the tinted window of my car but my mind was at the scene that happened with Jimin in the locker room. Execution! What if I am next? Will we be able to survive...? Will Jimin be okay?

I felt a grip on my thigh and looked at the big firm hand. My eyes travelled from the hand to the owner of it. Namjoon...

I saw him staring at the road ahead while patting my thigh with his free hand lightly. "We will check on him tomorrow morning again."

I gave a nod even when I knew he couldn't see it and turned my head back to watch the view outside. The car came to a halt in few minutes and yet my body felt numb. This was not meant to happen with Jimin. This is not good... I should go back to him...

I... what kind of friend am I ...

I tried to remove the seatbelt my thoughts still floating in my mind causing me to panic more. The seatbelt was not getting off and I tried pulling it with a frown and trembling hands.