It all started because Seokjin thought that Taehyung was going to kill Jungkook, but really Taehyung just thought he was pretty and wanted a closer look. The young boy wouldn't stop moving though, so Taehyung got a plastic butter knife, in hopes of scaring him so much that he'll stop moving. That only made the poor boy shake more though.
Eventually Seokjin saw, and assumed that Taehyung was going crazy again, just not as severe.
"Taehyung what are you doing?" The therapist asked, while taking the plastic away from the boy's hand.
"Did I scare him?"
"Yes. Now what were you doing?"
"I was trying to look at him but he kept moving."
"I see. So you had no intention of hurting him?"
"No of course not! He's too pretty." Taehyung says, with a silly smile on his lips.
Seokjin laughs softly before guiding Taehyung to a room.
"You can come in here now. When you first came here you said you wanted to."
"Yay! Can I talk to other people?"
"That's why you're here. You've become much better, and I think you're ready to socialize without being monitored."
"Thank you! I promise I'll be good!" Taehyung says, with a smile forming on his lips.
"I'll let you in now. If you even start to feel it, you get out of there as soon as possible ok? And stay away from anyone you think would annoy you."
"Ok, I promise!"
With that, Taehyung enters the room, and is immediately greeted by a very happy boy.
"Hello I'm Hoseok! I'm assuming you're the new one?"
"My name is Taehyung! I am the new one!"
"Come over here, and meet my friends!" Hoseok says, and Taehyung is guided to a table with two boys.
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White Walls || bts
FanfictionIn which five patients and two therapists befriend each other in a mental hospital