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Kim Taehyung, son of famous Mafia Businessman is a big Psycho,
Things were normal until he fell for his OWN PSYCHIATRIST!
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(Explaining mental health issues and exploring message to be strong. Everything will be fine....)
=> Vi...
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Jungkook was too tired to do anything. He stared at the older male for few minutes. It felt weird to see him in deep slumber after all the things happened earlier. Why did he not wake up even once? He thought and got up. He left the room looking for Mr. Kim.
He sighed in relief as he found him near the swimming pool talking on phone. He walked there gaining his attention. "Ok. Get it done, I will call later." He spoke and disconnected the call, turning his phone off.
"M-mr. Kim....I---" he tried to speak but all he felt was guilt and pain. It would have been painful for the man to see his son like earlier again. And what was he going to say if the man asks about what happened when he met Taehyung. He knew the man will ask him several questions. Is he supposed to say that 'I broke your son who went crazy, cut himself and made a painting of mine with his own blood ultimately passing out. And he is not giving any sign of waking up?' He felt himself very low.
"Say it Jungkook. Its not your fault. Any one would have acted the way you did." Mr. Kim assured him, "Just make sure to keep my son happy. He suffered enough. And keep yourself happy too. My son loves you. I see you both in future together, as a family to me."
His words touched the brunette so deeply. He felt his eyes wet again but didn't let the tears flow away like before. He held them and looked down, "H-he didn't talk to me...And I am sorry. Everything is my fault. I met him in the art room. A-and he was unconsciously lying on the floor there with a cut on his palm. The room is messy right now." He spoke guiltily. "I am sorry again...I didn't meant to let him harm himself."
"My god....he had promised me to not harm himself before going there." Mr. Kim gasped.
"I am so sorry,.." Jungkook choked and whispered.
"Stop apologising. Let me see the room." Mr. Kim said and walked towards the art room. Jungkook followed him from behind and he watched Mr. Kim freeze at the spot as the nobody canvas came in his sight along with other paintings of the brunette laying on the floor and a blood covered dry cutter resting at a spot close to it.
"Oh my god..." Mr. Kim gasped as tears welled up in his eyes. He stared at his son's crazy deed and turned back to see Jungkook. But he found him sitting on the floor. He had dropped on his knees, crying once again with hands hidden behind his palm. He could help but feel pity for the male who was blaming and beating himself up for the incident. "Son...Don't please." He shook his head and stepped closer. "Get up." He said in a normal voice.
The brunette looked up and slowly got up. "Don't blame yourself. Let bygones, be bygones. Is he fine now?" He asked.
"Y-yes he is. He had a deep cut that I stitched myself. He didn't lose any blood further. But he was too deep in slumber. I-I heard some doctor was called to check him up when he had a panic attack. Who was it? What medicine was given to Taehyung? He didn't even bulge. Was the dose strong? I know nothing who medicated him." Jungkook asked.
