"Yes..." he said. His hands clasped together, molding it with full strength.
"I hated myself after doing that...I didn't mean to...I just...I just can't control myself...I had enough with lies and I don't want to be alone again...I don't want to hide...I'm just..really sorry"
My eyes travelled down to his longing eyes. As if storms had always been there in the depts of those deep orbs.
"Its okay Jackson...We can't always be sane...Even psychiatrists can be insane too...You're not alone..The only thing that keep us apart is your perspective of life...You can't force someone to love you...You have to earn it"
I stood up ready to leave. I didn't expect him to be this complicated. But his still my patient and its my obligation to make him feel better.This is just steps for him to know that I completely have nothing to do to harm him.
"I'll see you again tomorrow Jackson...You'll get better" I smiled. He didn't look up. I understand. Then I left and leaved him with his thoughts.
The night came and the hospital was quite. Every patients are in there respective rooms. Youngjae was infront of me chatting me away from boredom. "-and he slipped and I just can't do anything but laugh...really that man gets me everytime!" Youngjae smiled and laugh without worry. His world is completely out from reality. I smiled at his optimism.
"So how's the new patient?"
I looked at him bewildered.I didn't expect him to ask but maybe he is curious too. I sighed.
"Corrupted..."
Youngjae looked at me curiously. "What is his case?"He asked.
"Abusive.Nervous.Possesive" Youngjae's mouth form an O.
"You should be careful doctor..with that kind of patient. You should think twice about your words" Youngjae reminded. I scoffed. "I'm a psychiatrist I should know that" Youngjae giggled. "I'm just warning you..plus don't get to comfortable he have PPD" Youngjae said. I rolled my eyes. "You should get back to your work" I reminded. "Okay!" Youngjae obeyed.
Revised September 2024
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Mayday [MarkSon]
FanfictionI sat down in front of him. His eyes focus on mine . His fingers suddenly touched his blonde locks."Hello Mr. Wang" I greeted. Jackson Wang diagnosed with PPD and Anxiety Disorder. His details say his corrupted. He's my new patient.