psychotic • jin

part 1 • he helps me

you lay on the cold, concrete floor, staring at the same old grey ceiling you've been staring at for 3 years now.

You try to shift positions as your cuffed ankle tugs at your bed frame

that stupid bed, you don't even know why it's there. it feels the same and the fucking floor.

A million things are flashing in your mind, murder, violence, blood, all of it and somehow you hate it.

It's so quiet, surprisingly, so quiet to wear you just lay there, still and hear your heartbeat.

Pound...pound..pound..

You hear rustling of keys and the doorknob shake a little bit before being pushed open.

You expected Dr. Tuan to walk in, that rude bitch, you dread every moment he's in here, shoving things down your throat and beating you if you didn't do exactly as he asked or directed.

But it's some other guy and he is- hes  stunning. His name seems to be... seok.. seokjin! Seokjin? What kind of name is that? Dr. Seokjin?

He comes in quietly and calmly, giving a vibe of 'i won't shove pills down your throat'

"Ms.. Y/N Is it?" He asks looking at his clipboard and then at you as you stand up and sit onto your bed.

Your voices in your head start to talk and whisper things when you suddenly blurt out "NO! STOP- I mean... yes..?"

He smiles, why is he smiling? Nobody has smiled at me ever before in this hell. Who is he?

"I will be your new mentor but I'm not like the others, I want to put no harm whatsoever towards you" he walls a little bit closer to you "I am Dr.  Seokjin, it is a pleasure to meet you"

A pleasure? When is it ever a pleasure to meet ME? I swear, who does he think he is?

You look into his dark brown eyes, I never thought something so bright could belong in this dump.

Being the psycho you are you grab his face and examine his features, his lips are heart shaped and he is just outright- beautiful.

He chuckles and leans forward for you to get a better look

"A curious one are we?"

You pick at his hair, it's also a nice shade of brown, so swiftly and so perfectly combed.

You let go and he looks at you again, standing upright once more.

"Do you not like to talk? I'm not scary am i?" And he pulls off a only-lip smile

"My voices make me say things"
You suddenly say, looking down

"Say things like what?"

"Horrible things I don't want to think about, I don't NEED to think about"

"Dr. seokjin! Please help me I'm going insane in here!"
You tell as angry/upset tears run down your face as you try to reach for him tugging at your bed again

"I WANT TO BE NORMAL FOR GOD'S SAKE"

Seokjin reaches for you in embrace as your whole body shakes, you squeeze at his shoulders

"PLEASE GET ME OUT DR. SEOKJIN I'M BEGGING YOU I'M GOING TO DIE IN HERE"

"Shh, shh.... y/n... it's okay.. I'm here to help you, we WILL get you out, but you have to help, and we'll do this together"

Nobody has ever been this close with you in a caring manner, it's only been to pin you down on your bed to put needles in your arm

He wipes your face and you flinch at his hand coming near your face, blocking your face with your hands, thinking he's so going to smack You

"Y/n.. im not going to hurt you, ever. Okay?" He looks at you with sadness, this dump really has been treating you with abuse and violence, which has only made you more scared and worse.

You move your hands. Still cautious as he glides his hand over your tears, wiping them away.

"Im only here to help"