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Chapter closed ?
It wouldn't dare ; jungkook knows.
He Schmunzelled. The cigarette in his hand felt like it was rustling into his palms , just like pieces of body. It doesn't speak anything like hello or hii nor jungkook replies with please help or any such expected sentence.
But both are bestfriend's.
Unique , how it is. Jungkook get's alert and appalled but he is not ready to leave it. Never will.
Even if it will rot his organs till he dies or make suffer more from asthama. Stick will forever be sticking on his lips.
He can't affront his superior for a shitty thing , asthama was just a normal phase for him.
Inhaling drugs is better than tube of oxygenated inhalers. It soothes body with pleasure he needs , fingers get's terrible rheumatism , mind calms.
Nothing can replace it.
Out of faze , he threw last piece of cigar at a corner of new room. Yes a new padded wall room !!
Room 498 ... He still remembered few rules of here , new room for every diffrent new session' d Psychiatrist. It was illogical rule , which will ruin them for sure . And it starts with the facility of not giving CCTV cameras.
Bad idea. Also a fact smeared that ; Kim taehyung will no longer assert him.
Means a new one will !
Not like he was sad nor wanted but other's testimony made him tapered to morose. He noticed the professional desperation inside taehyung.
His clumsiness made him wept in jungkook's eye's. He knows taehyung will not sit seeing him go onto other's psychiatric hands.
And he loves it.
He loves how indirectly taehyung wants to assert him only. Going to do efforts to get back to him , choices will be there but he'll choose a stranger only.
Jungkook knows.... knows very well.
' He wants to play with misery huh ? Sure he will get pleasure too ! '
After little more time , a click voice heard to him ─ yes second session !
Recollection of glimpses collected , how in same way taehyung had made his appearance.
It was a new calamity different gender , a girl. Long hair , long heels and a long coat. A imaginary women with round face , what she was , holding a sweet smile. Just at the back he saw another person ─ 'damn this nut !'
Earlier , on victory getting long lost enemy ─ minjae was satisfied. Satisfied in the sense that he threw a frail punch to him.
Jungkook's side lips bleed with vital fluid , seemed like minjae got power over other. Tch , how poisonous moral he might incinerate in future.
