control ◎ taegi

the hospital visit

The door slid open, and Taehyung threw a bottle at the man that entered.

"Well that's not very nice, for the person who saved you from an imminent death."

They sat down at a respectable distance, far enough that Taehyung wouldn't lash out, and set their briefcase down. A notebook and a pen were soon produced. They were offered to Taehyung.

"What?"

"Take them. It's a gift."

Taehyung batted them onto the floor. That was his answer. The man let out a sigh, and focused on the scenery outside.

A long silence ensued. Taehyung was sure as Hell not going to initiate any conversation with the man who told his mother about his railway habits. He was perfectly fine. There were cardboard boxes at the bottom anyway, and he went there all the time. It was luck that they weren't there.

"My name is Mr. Min, what's yours?"

Taehyung crossed his arms. He could see Mr. Min stare at him out of the corner of his eye.

"I'm.. Sooyoung."

"Nice to meet you too, Taehyung." Taehyung didn't have to look at him to see that he was smiling.

Taehyung fiercely stared out of the window, muttering some childish excuse for his anger.

"Let me be your counsellor."

"No."

"Please?"

"Buy me a cigarette?"

"Done."