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yoongi stared at the stars of his ceiling, pulling his dinosaur themed cover over his head. he turned on his flashlight, reaching under his pillow and pulling out a book. "yoongi, what are you doing?"
he blinked when his cover was lifted, seeing jimin staring back at him, looking like a deer in the headlights. he watched as jimin's gaze flickered to the encyclopedia. "ah. sorry, chae-li. i thought you were yoongi." "book?" "yeah chae-li. i'll read it to you."
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"chae-li, how are you?" hoseok wasn't expecting a answer from yoongi's alter, chae-li, they didn't talk much. "mean yoongi yelled at yuno." hoseok paused in his writing, looking up at yoongi, "did he make yuno disappear?" yoongi shook their head, the hair secured by multiple hair and butterfly clips.
"chae-li...do you know how to get mean yoongi to come out?" yoongi shook his head, "binna did." hoseok frowned, "chae-li, can i talk to yuno?" chae-li shrugged, turning the page, "mean yoongi doesn't let anyone come out." "but you did chae-li."
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yoongi was curled up under the kitchen, picking at the hardwood floors as he mumbled to himself. "go away. go away." "how long has he been like this?" "i'm not sure. i got back not too long ago." "yoongi?" yoongi glanced up, seeing his dentist, his gaze going back to floor. "i'm yoongi..why won't they leave me alone? they're so loud..i can't hear myself think..."
"yoongi..may i join you?" yoongi nodded, jin crawling under the table and laying down as well. "maybe if you and i talked, they'll go away." yoongi jumped as jin's hand rested on his, giving it a soft squeeze. "do you want to go to your room and talk?"
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the duo faced each other, yoongi fast asleep as he had talked to jin. jin was wide awake himself, watching the male sleep before he sighed. "i forgot to tell him." "tell him what?" jin looked behind him, looking and seeing hoseok looming over him with their mask covering their face. "ah...i just...i don't think i'm right for this-"
"i don't think you will be able to get out of it. he's dependent on you. i'll see if i can find something to eat for you." jin rubbed his face, sighing out as he turned to face yoongi, almost shouting out as the male was staring back at him. "yoongi-" "it's okay if you leave...everyone does after awhile..."
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hoseok watched yoongi, the male biting away on their nail beds. "yoongi, how are you feeling?" "everyone is leaving. how should i feel? i need to go too. he wants me to leave but i can't cause he's here but he's staying with me. he can't leave. i won't let him-" "yoongi!" hoseok only watched yoongi start to tug at his hair, only to continue rambling quietly.
he sighed as he moved to stand, setting his clipboard in his seat before he grabbed the male's hands. "yoongi, no one is leaving you." "he wants to...i like him hoseokie...why does he get to leave?" hoseok was silent, knowing one of yoongi's alters have appeared, knowing within the second the male had wrapped his arms around his neck and said hoseokie.
"aki, i haven't seen you in a while." yoongi only hummed out, kissing along hoseok's jawline. hoseok knew better than to react, the male pouting before pulling away. "do i no longer have your interest hoseokie?" "no. why did you appear?"
"he was being whiney. I want that dentist. he held his waist so nice. Soft squeezing with soft lips. i think you have some competition~" "aki, i need yoongi back. now." "please. it's boring just sitting and watching. so no."
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jin was in his office, holding up yoongi's x-rays to the light, frowning as he tilted his head. he sighed as he remembered yoongi curling up to him and kissing him. it was like the male had put a spell on him. he was trying to push the male away but somehow he was always drawn in. it wasn't safe and he couldn't stay.
he put the x-ray away back in the folder, looking at his phone. his gaze went to the note on his desk. he rubbed his hands as he gave in, picking up the receiver and dialing the number. "when do we meet?"
