"Mister Min?"
Yoongi opened his eyes.
He frowned.
She was sleeping beside him.
Where was that voice coming from, then?
It was deep.
It was a man's voice.
That much was certain.
And it sounded familiar.
He sat up in bed.
Before turning to her.
And shook her awake.
"What?"
She murmured.
That's normal; she'd just woken up.
"I heard someone calling me."
She opened her eyes.
To rest them on him.
He was crouched down.
And looking around.
"It's all in your head, Yoongi ..."
He planted his black marbles in hers.
"No, I know it when it's them, and besides, they don't call me Mister Min."
Haneul raised an eyebrow.
As he straightened up.
Once the lamp was lit.
She rubbed her eyes.
"Yoongi, you must have had a nightmare, there's no one there, go back to sleep, I'm tired..."
She tried to lie back down.
But he took her shoulders.
"No, the voice it sounded a lot like my psychiatrist's, imagine he's here?"
She looked at him.
Without understanding.
"Yoongi, I assure you it's just us."
He lowered his head.
As he let go of her.
"You're right, excuse me."
She turned her back on him.
As he lay back down.
It was him, Yoongi!
But stupid, how did he get in? The last time we saw him, we weren't living there.
Maybe our dog parents ratted us out?
Spilled what? And why would he want to see us? He doesn't know we're still here.
"Shut up..."
He felt Haneul's slender arms around him.
"Sleep Yoongi."
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hey!
this is beaaaally much shorter than usual, sorry ^^
the end is in the next chapter :3
merciiii for reading,
kissouille❤️
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schizophrenic [myg] by JaiPasDeNomLol (not my story)
Fiksi PenggemarMin Yoongi has been mentally ill with schizophrenia since he was fifteen. He's now twenty-five, and the new employee at the grocery store across the street intrigues him a little too much. ~~~~ This isn't my story, I'm just translating it. By JaiPa...