A/N:
Hello my dears!
Yes, yes. I am alive. Sorry I was gone for longer than I waned you guys. But it took way longer than I anticipated to get settles and situated.
Good news though! We have a chapter! And we've come back to the present.
As always, do remember that the chapter is unedited.
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Anywayyyyy, I won't hold you here for long.
Please enjoy!!!
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"But... I don't understand... I don't even remember seeing you after. I mean, if Taetae slept in my bed with me, shouldn't I remember you? Even if I was hungover I would remember if there was someone in my bed with me."
"I don't know what to tell you about what you remember or don't remember Jungkook. What I can tell you though, is that after that night I woke up the very next day; not Taetae. And I remember being scared when I woke in a strange room alone, so I just left as soon as I could."
"That means that when I woke up you were in my bed. I don't understand how I could have missed a whole person right next to me. Besides, I only went to take something for the raging headache I was having. That was my very first hangover. I was only gone for a minute or two, and when I came back, I can promise you this, the bed was empty and nobody was there."
"We must have missed each other then. I probably just snuck out while you had gone."
Jungkook grabbed his hair in frustration and sat himself down. This really was unbelievable.
And then he wondered.
"Wait a minute. If I was drinking with V, shouldn't he remember me?"
"Taetae says he doesn't remember you either. At least he doesn't know that you were the boy he met back then. Wait what? He remembers meeting someone?" – Taehyung questions, waiting to hear the answer from Taetae.
"What does that mean?" – Jungkook's patience was running thinner and thinner the more he was loaded with information that made things more confusing instead of clarifying and helping to ease his already burdened mind.
"Taetae says, V remembered meeting someone he liked very much. But he had lost your number and he didn't have any pictures of you. All he knew was your name. By the time he fronted, I had come back home. And no matter how much he tried to find you he couldn't. Taetae thinks with time, he has forgotten what that boy looked like since his memories weren't clear either. He was even drunker than you were, otherwise he wouldn't have left Taetae in such a vulnerable situation alone. At one point, he gae up the idea of finding you and he let you go."
"Eughh. Why is everything such a mess right now?" – Jungkook complains as he kept pulling at his hair with a seemingly passionate need to rip them out.
"Hey, relax Jungkook. Nothing is a mess. Nothing has really changed." – Taehyung tries calming an agitated Jungkook down.
"What do you mean? Everything is so complicated now."
"No it's not. Taetae is asking if you remember anything at all after hearing this."
Jungkook tries to focus his noisy mind enough to try and come up with something... or anything.
"I really wanna say I remember this, but the only thing I do actually remember is getting to the club drinking some shots and then drinking with someone. I cannot remember V at all, not his face, not what we talked about, I don't even remember Taetae."
After zoning out, which Jungkook has learned means he was talking to Taetae, Taehyung raises a question on behalf of the boy.
"Taetae wants you to think again. He thinks you're repressing the memories. He says you must remember something, because you made him a promise, and even though you forgot the part about him, you kept it."
"Taehyung, I know he probably wants me to remember it for him, I know he wants me to remember him. But I need more information. Otherwise there's nothing. What was the promise I made him? Also, before, you said I promised him something in France when we met; that I promised and then forgot. Which is it now? Have I kept it or forgotten it?"
"He says you've kept it, but you've forgotten him. You promised to do it for him but you forgot him."
"Taetae no more riddles. Tell Taehyung what I promised you. I'm very overwhelmed right now. I know you're disappointed that I forgot about you and I'm sorry about that, I really am, but I can't handle any more confusion. Please."
It was quite for a moment. It was only a moment, yet, for Jungkook, it seemed to stretch longer and required more time than it entailed ever before.
"Taetae says, that after you heard his story, of how he shared this body with others and what that meant for him, you promised him you would become a psychologist to help him with his condition."
And then it was quite again. And earlier, where a moment seemed longer than it was, now it seemed too short. Jungkook needed more time; he needed more time to react, more time to process and understand his present moment, but this moment was too short. Because there Taehyung was, looking as shocked as he seemed to be, yet he was waiting eagerly, impatiently, for him to say something, to show some kind of emotion, to react. They both were. He saw Taetae in that face. He was here with Taehyung, waiting on him. What did these people want from him? Not long ago everything was so simple, he was happy. Why was that face looking at him with so much hope? It was Taetae, begging him to remember him. Did he? Maybe he did. Why else would he keep a promise he doesn't remember making?
"Jungkook? Say something? Please? Taetae is about to cry."
"I'm just... so very confused."
"I know, I know you are. So am I. But can you try once more? For Taetae? Think back on the days after the meeting in the club. Think back to the moment you decided you wanted to become a psychologist. What was the reason? What made you make that decision?"
Jungkook tried to take himself back to his past, to those specific times.
"The thing is, I already had that in mind. It was one of the paths I was considering taking, even before I went to France."
"I understand that. But when was the time that you made a final choice? When you knew there was no more thinking about it? "
"I don't think I ever consciously made a decision. I just knew."
"Okay, let's go with that. When did you realize that you knew this was it? This was the path you were going to take?"
"It was after France I suppose."
"That's good. That's something. Stick to it. Isolate the memory, the feelings. Is there anything?"
Jungkook tried. He tried to transport himself back to those times. When was it? Which moment was it when he knew this was the work he wanted to do? And then there he was, Taetae, with his hopeful eyes.
"I already was interested in becoming a psychologist. How about I do that and then I can help you?"
"Really? You would do that?"
"Of course I would!"
"You promise?"
"I promise."
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