Mental //[J.H.S]//

Theories

Y/N's POV:

After Hoseok had passed out, things had changed a little.I stared off into the distance as I recalled what happened right after he passed out.

~flashback~

"Hoseok, I called his name. He stopped laughing and looked at me. I had tears were threatening to spill at any moment from his grip on my hip and how much the pen was digging into my side. He frowned once he saw the tears in my eyes. Something in his eyes changed from crazy to confused. He stepped back from me and collapsed, passing out on the floor.

"Hoseok!" I called out as I rushed to his side. I tried to grab him but security beat me to it. I was restrained by a guard as another one roughly picked Hoseok up and left him to lay on his blood-stained bed. "Let me go!" I protested. The guard holding me said nothing before pushing me out of the room.

I begged with the security guards to let me back into the room so I could help him. I didn't understand what was going on but he was still my patient regardless. I was further ignored and was prohibited to go into Hoseok's room until further instruction arrived. Dylan, who I had forgot saw everything, grabbed my wrist gently and pulled me back into the elevator. The silence was deafening. Neither one of us spoke as we were afraid to. He took me back to my room where I closed the door after he mumbled a goodbye.

I sat down on the bed just before my legs gave out. I ran a hand through my hair not knowing what to do with Hoseok. Maybe it wasn't smart for me to go in there right now, but I wanted to find answers. I pulled my laptop off of my desk and opened it and decided the best thing I could do was research. I was sure I had a good few ideas of what happened but I didn't want to believe it.

~flashback end~

I thought about the research I had done based on what I had observed. I was still slowly trying to piece it all together about what happened that day. It had been a week since that day and I was still not permitted to see Hoseok. I bit my lip as I worried about what they were doing. Jungkook and Yoongi could tell I was on edge during our normal appointments. They never questioned it or tried to help though. Jungkook knew very well that I didn't want to talk about it and that it wasn't his business. He respected what I couldn't tell him.

Without having to check on Hoseok throughout the day, I was less busy. Jisoo told me a little bit of what she had seen but it wasn't much information. She said that he was on heavy sedatives to keep him under while they tried to figure out what to do with him. I frowned at the thought of him being kept under for an entire week. I decided to finally talk to Mr. Song about letting me see him again. I found myself outside his door once again as my hands sweated in fear. My instincts were telling me that it was dangerous but I needed to know. I needed to know what was wrong with Hoseok. What he managed to hide without other doctors figuring out. I took a deep breath as I tried to calm my nerves.

I slowly knocked on the door and heard a gruff voice from inside. I took that as my cue to walk into the room. I stood in front of Mr. Song's desk and he looked up at me before sighing. "What can I help you with today, Miss Y/N." I played with my fingers as I tried to keep myself calm, "Well, I was hoping you could approve for me to see Hoseok again." Mr. Song raised an eyebrow at my statement, "And have him get you in the same position as last week? I don't think that's a very good idea." I swallowed thickly, "I'm aware of the risks, but I feel like I might know what's going on with Hoseok." His eyes narrowed and I swear they turned a darker shade. "And if I give you permission to work with Hoseok again, then what?" "I will figure out whatever he has hidden from past examination. I've done a little bit of research on what I've previously observed and I have a few theories. I just need to test them, please sir." "You can start seeing Hoseok again tomorrow." I felt a smile creep up onto my face, "But, I won't hesitate to up his medicine if I becomes hostile again." I felt my slight smile drop and I nodded to hide it. "Thank you." He nodded before shooing me out of his office.