Kim Taehyung is a 31 year old therapist. He's great at what he does, the best despite his stern, mature personality. While having all of his patients slowly heal due to his expertise, it seems that his newest patient, 19 year old Jeon Jungkook is ju...
"I thought you were going to hit m-me." Jungkook whispered into the skin of The Older Man's neck, His eyes shut and arms wrapped around Taehyung's neck as he sat in his lap in a straddle. "And I Know You would never hit me, Mr Kim...I feel bad."
"I would never hit you, little one." The therapist admitted solemnly, sighing as he pressed their foreheads together. "It does Hurt to know that you thought I would in that moment, but That isn't your fault," he stared into the boy's sad eyes with genuineness. "It's all you've ever known."
"I-It is.." Jungkook let out a shaky breath, nodding as his eyes flickered down to the man's lips momentarily before returning to his eyes. "I'm So Sorry about your artwork, Mr Kim... I didn't mean to spill the water."
"I'm Not mad at you, little one." The Therapist soothed, gently rubbing the teen's back. "You're young, and you were curious. I should've known your curiosity would get the best of you sooner or later," he chuckled. "And besides, I can Simply paint another one, can't I?"
Jungkook nodded before laying his head against the older man's chest once again. "I Guess..."
Since Jungkook calmed down from his Panic attack, Mr Kim Had sat him down in the kitchen and made him a hot chocolate, along with cookies to make him feel better.
He felt like a little Kid, But he loved the way the older man cared for him.
Just like in the office, Mr Kim also had a bowl of Candy in his kitchen, and Jungkook couldn't deny that he'd been snacking on the comfort candy quite often.
"It's getting late, Jungkook." The man mumbled, not moving from his position. He rested his chin on the boy's soft brown hair, his own eyes closing as he spoke. "You'll need a bath before you go to bed."
Jungkook just shook his head, lifting his legs to wrap around the Taehyung's waist. "Wan' stay here." He mumbled. "M' safe with you."
Taehyung just sighed, hooking his arms under Jungkook's knees as he rose to his feet. "Then you leave me no choice but to carry you." He clicked his tongue, bouncing The teen in his arms to get a proper grip on him before he began to make his way towards the stairs. "You're lucky you're light, Kid. Otherwise, I'd be dragging you."
Jungkook just gave a sleepy grin in responce, humming as he snuggled into the man's chest.
