"Jungkook, why do you look at me like that?"
A mental hospital in South Korea recently received a heavily damaged patient. Jeon Jungkook, a high ranked psychiatrist at the hospital, has been assigned to the patient. Kim Taehyung.
Jungkook walks over to a section of the hospital, labelled "severe cases". He walks to the very end of the corridor and is greeted by two guards at the door. Jungkook shows them his card, and they give him the code to unlock the door. "19951230... Okay."
He inputs the numbers and heard a few beeps. The door opens slowly, and closes quickly after him. Jungkook walks into the room to see a man sitting in a chair, lightly swaying side to side. Jungkook sits down and gets a full look of his face. Jungkook's lips part lightly and his breathing gets heavy. He strokes back hair to free his neck of it's warmth. Jungkook admires every angle of his face. His fluffy hair, and his beautiful, unique eyes. What the fuck am I looking at. He mentally slaps himself in the face for the thought.
Taehyung opens his eyes and stares at Jungkook. Taehyung giggles a little bit. "Hm hmm hmm, who are you?" He says with a little smirk.
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Jungkook coughs and looks away. "My name is Jungkook, I'm here to help you." Taehyung looks at him and smiles. "Can I call you Kookie...? I think Kookie suits you better..." His voice trailing off in a ditzy tone.
Jungkook coughs a little at the pet name. Kookie... Jungkook adjusted himself and nods. "Why not. Taehyung, tell me about what you see right now. How do things look from your point of view?" Jungkook asks, picking up his pen. Taehyung tilts his head and looks up. He quickly put his head down and squints.
"I see Kookie."
Jungkook sighs and laughs. "Yes, I know, you can see me. You can see Kookie. How does Kookie look?" Taehyung's head twitched to the left.
"Handsome."
Jungkook bit his lip, eyeing Taehyung. Taehyung started giggling. "Did I make you nervous?" Taehyung asked, scooting up. Jungkook sighed. "Nevermind that. Taehyung, what happened to you when you were 5?"
Taehyung's mind was instantly greeted with horrifying memories, all of them bombarding the psychotic path of his head. His eyes began to shake as he gripped the side of the table. "Fuck." He growled, the thoughts rushing in. Taehyung bit his lip and began his story.
"I was at a fair. And I was behind my mom as she was in line paying for some cotton candy. I felt something tap my left shoulder, so I turned around and the next second I was in someone's arms, bouncing up and down as they ran to their car, holding a hand over my mouth."
Jungkook wrote down a few words. Good memory.
"I passed out and then I was in a dark room. It was hot, really hot. And I was tied up." Taehyung spoke, as his head formed a small twitch.
"Then, these people started to cut me with a 3 inch pocket knife, that went into my skin about 4 centimeters. But it didn't hurt. There was still blood everywhere, but nothing hurt."
Jungkook noticed him shaking as the words left his mouth. "Hey, Taehyung, don't add too much detail, you're shaking." He said. Taehyung nodded, and continued.
"They raped me, and they showed me graphic images..."
Jungkook tilted his head, how could that be the start of his insanity? Jungkook got out of his seat and headed for the door.
"They shocked me with two metal tools on my head."
Jungkook stopped reaching for the door.
"Electroconvulsive therapy...?"
Taehyung nodded.
"But- that's only used for-"
"Only used for curing mental disorders." Taehyung interrupted. Jungkook sat back down. And put his foot up on the shiny table.
"If they used that on you without a mental disorder already in your mind, why did it do the opposite of it's meaning? It should've just given you some bruising on your brain..."
Taehyung nodded. "But it didn't."
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Kai paced the floor in front of Namjoon. "Kai, calm yourself, Jungkook will do fine." Namjoon said, grabbing one of Kai's shoulders. Jennie entered the staff room. "Jungkook found out that along with the first rape and kidnapping of Kim Taehyung, the predators used electroconvulsive therapy in their torture." She said, sliding the clipboard onto the wooden table.
Kai stopped pacing and sat down at the table. He fixed his hair behind his ear and picked up the clipboard. His eyebrows furrowed as he read the notes.
"Electroconvulsive therapy should only be used for curing a mental illness. What, why would it cause one?" He questioned, passing the clipboard to Namjoon, who was staring at the clipboard from afar.
"This makes no fucking sense." Jennie said as she collapsed into a seat and took a sip of water.
Namjoon looked up and tossed the clipboard back onto the table.
"Maybe the mental disorder that we thought was caused by it was actually fully developed into a disorder later on, after the countless shocks and suicidal actions. Not to mention the abuse." He said.
Tap tap
The three turned towards the door, with Ten in the doorway. "Ten! Did you get any results from Baekhyun?" Jennie asked enthusiastically, instantly jumping up from her seat. Ten smirked and walked over.
"We believe Taehyung had a disorder since birth."
Hello :) Forgive me, I'm not the best at writing stories. But I sure as hell will try to get better, stay with me~ -Ju
