Seungmin saw Hyunjin sitting there waiting for his name to be called. Seungmin stood behind a wall hoping that Hyunjin wouldn't have seen him.
Hyunjin looked at his phone while waiting, he had no idea someone he knew was also there.
Shortly after Hyunjins name was called, seungmin peeked out from his hiding spot to see Hyunjin leave the room together with a psychiatrist.
Seungmin was relieved and took a seat, it was now that he realized other people was also in the waiting room. These people saw everything, which made Seungmin somewhat nervous and uncomfortable.Seungmin was called and followed a young woman with long brown hair and green eyes to her office. There they started off by getting to know each other.
What's your name? How do you spell it?
Favorite color?
Activities?
How's it going at school?
Where do you live?
What about friends?
Do you like music?The last question really sparked Seungmins attention. Seungmin had often felt that no one understood him, that he was some kind of outsider. But somehow these people behind his screen could put words on his feelings that he couldn't himself. It was like they knew him inside and out. It gave seungmin hope, it felt good to have someone understand his feelings without even having to explain anything to them.
Music was a big part of seungmins life, he was known for often wearing headphones, and dancing. He treated music like an antidote.Seungmins eyes sparked and the therapist knew to ask more about it. Seungmin ended up talking so much without realizing that the session was over. His new therapist Giselle had to stop seungmin by telling him that she had another appointment for another client and he needed to leave now. Seungmin liked Giselle, she was calm and even tho she didn't do much she listened to him. Seungmin had forgotten all about the waiting room incident and walked out of the clinic with a huge smile.
1 week later
Seungmin was back at Giselles office. He was excited to start again where they left off the last time, but Gisselle had other plans. Therapy isn't just about talking about music she told him.
"I want you to look at these forms, or questioners whatever you like to call them" she smiled at him.
Seungmin looked down at the papers, he recognized them.
3 papers, one for depression, one for adhd, and one for anxiety disorders.
He looked back up at Giselle and told her
"I don't have any of these things, I've already been tested"
"Yea I saw that in my file, but things change. You were tested when you were 15 and now you're 19. That's 4 years. Plus you actually did score enough to get one of the diagnoses you were tested for, why you didn't get a diagnosis I'm not sure about"
Seungmin was shocked. Was he a freak?Seungmin realized that at this point he was so mentally drained that he asked for the forms to be filled out in their next appointment. Right now he had a lot of things to think about.
On his way out of Giselles office he bumped into someone. And of course it was Hyunjin. At first seungmin thought he could hide until he saw that Hyunjin wasn't very well. He looked sick.
Red eyes, tear stains, pale, he looked to be wearing pajamas. He didn't look well so Seungmin decided to swallow his pride."Hi Hyunjin... is everything alright?"
Hyunjin didn't answer, instead he bent down and used Seungmins shoulder as a pillow to cry on. Seungmins didn't mind, but they didn't stand in the middle of a hallway so seungmin grabbed Hyunjin and they slowly walked outside. There a cab was waitin, hyunjin saw the cab and dragged seungmin into the cab with him. Seungmin was very confused by this, hyunjin still didn't say anything, just cried.
The car ride was quite uncomfortable, but maybe Hyunjin needed Seungmin right now? Atleast that was what Seungmin believed.The cab stopped and outside the window Seungmin saw a house so impressive he thought it was a mansion, it wasn't a mansion but it was quite impressive. Hyunjin got out of the cab and Seungmin followed him like a dog. While sniffing Hyunjin opened the door, took seungmin inside and slammed the door behind him. The slam startled Seungmin.
Hyunjin went straight to bed, while Seungmin was roaming his house. Seungmin was so amazed by the house structure, and all the fancy furniture. He didn't touch anything, he still had his mothers voice in his head "remember baby, watch but no touch. You can't touch things that aren't yours" seungmin smiled upon hearing his mothers voice. Next Seungmin found a painting, he couldn't really tell what the painting was supposed to portray, but it was really pretty.
Hyunjin walked up behind Seungmin while he was trying to inspect the painting. Hyunjin put his head on Seungmins shoulder and asked
"Do you see it?" Seungmin didn't really see it so he said no.
"So you're not in love?" Hyunjin asked again. Seungmin found this really strange.
"What do you mean not in love?" Seungmin asked still not looking away from the painting.
"This special painting has a rumor about it. Apparently the painter was so in love while he made this painting that he accidentally portrayed love thru the paint. How I don't know, but the legend says that if someone looks at the painting and can't see the meaning, it's because they haven't experienced true love. Only people who have experienced true love will be able to see the real painting hiding behind the colors""You know a lot about it... have you ever felt real love?" Seungmin said while turning his face to the shoulder Hyunjins face was leaning on. Hyunjin pulled away and said "no" in a colder and deeper voice. Seungmin now regretted asking. Hyunjin then said. "I'm sorry for bringing you here, but I think it's the time for you to leave" Seungmin nodded, put on his shoes and apologized for upsetting Hyunjin.
Hyunjin again slammed the door behind Seungmin.
Poor seungmin. He didn't know where he was, what time it was, and how to get home. Right when he checked his phone battery, it died.So he walked until he found a bus stop, and after 2 hours finally got home safely.
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One last Chance- Seungjin
FanfictionI don't know who I am// \\ Well I can't find it out for you Just two guys who were meant to meet each other TW// sh, ed, suicidal thoughts