FORKED & SPOONED - TAEGGUK

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DAY 0

The last memory Jeongguk has, of his tongue being, somewhat normal, albeit tainted by the places it's been, was before. When the doctor was blabbing about how dangerous this was, and how happy he was that Jeongguk had come to the clinic and not tried to do it himself like most people. Like come on, Jeongguk isn't stupid. Well, maybe a little.

He tuned the doctor out, singing a little song in his head, nodding along dumbly and completely ignored all the information he was given, everything! The treatment, the procedure, the pain, how to reduce the pain. He figured he could get the information from his handy-dandy phone.

He laid himself in the stiff surgery chair, as the doctor injected him with anesthesia, putting him to a deep sleep.

When he awoke, his tongue was swollen, and hurting like a bitch.

"Ah whub yu du to mi tonb?" Jeongguk bellowed, seemingly confident in his speech.

"Please calm down, sir, you must stay for 15 minutes as the anesthesia wears off, and then you may get a taxi and go home. Please pick your car up tomorrow or have somebody do it today."

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Somehow, Jeongguk got home, by now, his tongue had stopped bleeding altogether, dark, dried blood lining the cut made in his tongue. The doctors had cut around 4 centimeters down his tongue, leaving him with two tongues.

The brunette stepped through the front door, to be greeted by his boyfriend calling from the kitchen,

"Hi babe! Where were you?"

With that, Jeongguk stomped to the kitchen, ready to flaunt his new modification.

"Suupribe!" Taehyung gasped.

"Oh my fucking god! What did you do?" The redhead murmured, aghast.

"Sslib mi tog." The younger replied, incoherent.

"You absolute fucking dumbass. Show me."

The brunette opened his mouth, albeit reluctantly, wincing slightly, as his partner giggled.

"You look like a snake now! What are you gonna do? Sssslurp my dick? Holy fuck, what are you gonna eat?!"

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DAYS 1-3

The next few days, Jeongguk was literally spoon fed, like a little baby, completely incapable of doing anything. He watched shows all day, ate yogurt, soup, and painkillers, all while trying not to talk, that was it.

He felt pathetic, being a grown man and having to rely on his boyfriend for everything. The latter was having a hard time adjusting, still worried for Jeongguk, unknowing of whether he would heal properly, he knew the risks of tongue-splitting were dangerous.

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DAYS 4-9

Jeongguk was feeling better, his tongue looking less swollen, more like a normal person's tongue, if you ignore the huge slit going through it. His speech was pretty much back, with a small lisp, barely heard.