Mentally Unstable || BTS [Completed]

<• Chapter 19 •>

Chapter 19: Argument

*Kim Taehyung's POV*

After the visiting session ended, I realised I could catch up on lunch with the others since I was only 5 minutes late.

This way I wouldn't have to eat by myself so I rushed.

Instead of finding a loud cafeteria like it is usually, i entered another atmosphere, everything was silent and ominous.

I semi-ran to our table hat was close to the door, in hopes no one would notice.

Everyone's eyes were on Hanwoo and Nurse Misung who stood at the front centre, ignoring the stares from us and involved in their conversation.

Nurse Misung stood there with her arms crossed infront of Hanwoo.

I rushed to our table and I sat down in between Hoseok and Jimin, pretending as if nothing happened.

"Yah I don't even understand what your problem is." Misung started.

Hanwoo scoffed, "My problem? It's you. You're my problem."

"Why are they arguing?" I whispered to Jimin.

He shrugged with a horrified yet confused expression on his face.

Nurse Misung knitted her brows together in confusion, "Me? Hoe—How." She cleared her throat, "How, am I your problem. If anything you're the problem here. It isn't hard to leave the asylum if you hate patients so much! It's like becoming a teacher when you hate children."

"I won't leave. You think I was always like this? You know I wasn't Misung. You made me this way. You and that psychopath. He should've just burnt himself alive the first time." Hanwoo raised his voice.

"What?" Nurse Misung asked once again, unsure of what he was trying to say.

"How can you love a guy you never got to know? He's crazy, he's in a fucking mental asylum for gods sake and he's suicidal."

I looked over at Hoseok who was focusing intensely on what Hanwoo was saying.

Jungkook seemed a little intimidated.

"I-..why am I explaining myself....What I feel for Yoongi is none of your business, Choi Hanwoo. So leave him out of this. I don't know what you're trying to say or why you're blaming me but it's definitely not Yoongi's fault and not the rest of the patients fault. So whatever grudge you're holding, suck it up and leave them be." She finished.

Misung turned around to leave but Hanwoo got a grasp on her wrist.

"Let. Go." She struggled.

I could see her pale skin turning pink under and around his grip.

Some of the patients stood up, but then backed down once they saw the glare Hanwoo shot at them.

"I won't. Not until you tell me. Why him? Why that bastard. Why...why not me, Misung?" His grip on her softened.

She yanked her hand way and her face scrunched up in disgust.

"What?" She chuckled, "Okay mate. Whatever you're thinking let me clear it up for you. Min Yoongi is innocent, caring and needs to be protected. He's kind and most people overlooked it. He was so close to recovering until you happened." She pointed her finger at him.

"And I'll probably never see him out of this Institute or outside of that cell." She took a deep breath, avoiding tears.

"And I'll stay here forever. You never let him recover, we may never have a normal relationship Hanwoo, but my feelings for him are stronger than you. So go ahead, try hitting him one more time or me, it won't damage my feelings or change my mind. So do it. I dare you."

At this point the cafeteria fell silent. Hanwoo looked...hurt.

They locked in a never ending gaze.

Hanwoo finally stood up straight and looked down at Misung, "So I guess that's how it's going to be."

"It never was a different way Hanwoo. I care for my patients, all of them. I may not have proof against you, but I'll do all I can to protect them." She told him.

Hanwoo didn't say more, but simply walked away with a dark chuckle.

Nurse Misung cursed under her breath and watched him walk away and out of sight. She then turned to us with a normal expression. "Oh. Carry on with your food." She smiled, walking behind the counter.

All of a sudden, the front doors of the cafeteria slammed open and everybody flinched.

"Hello, good morning!" Nurse Taeah chirped, marching in.

A wave of sighs passed the cafeteria.

The corner of Nurse Misung's mouth twitched in irritation, "Yeah I don't like you all either.." she continued to walk to the counter at the front.

"Eh? Why's everyone so quiet? Is someone dead?" She questioned, followed by a gasp as her eyes widened.

I silently chuckled, even though no one did, did she forget she was in a psychiatric institute?

Her hands covered her gaping mouth, "Did they?" She asked with a muffled voice.

Nurse Misung clicked her tongue and shook her head, "Nah, Nah. Me and that Bastard had an argument in front of everyone."

She walked around from behind the counter, crossing her arms.

"That Bastard and I..." Taeah corrected Misung's grammar in a mumble, causing some of us to laugh.

"Tch, whatever. Anyways, I'll be right back, can you take care of this for a bit?" Misung said walking away, the noise in the cafeteria was finally rising to a normal amount.

"Cha, I do it all the time plus there's so many people what do you mean take care? Hmm...Yah Bong-Su Ah come here you should eat more! Come I'll serve you more! Aish this punk.." Nurse Taeah's voice slowly faded away as she carried on with her duties and everyone went back to normal.

I realised the others had already prepared a plate for me.

I shoved the plastic and child proof fork into a big piece of broccoli and shoved it into my mouth.

"Yah, yah! Eat slowly." Jimin nagged me.

I struggled swallowing the whole thing.

"Tae did you forget how to chew or something! What's wrong with this kid?..." He added.

Namjoon chuckled, "Ah let him be, something must've happened."

"Did something...happen?" Jungkook asked.

I finally swallowed the broccoli, "Nope, I'm fine." I told him.

They chuckled, "Wow this kid.." Hoseok quickly
Fine.

Isn't that what people say when they're not fine though?

And for some reason, I felt bad knowing Hanwoo wasn't fine.

I know he doesn't deserve being fine, but I wanted to know his side of the story at least.

And that's why after Lunch, I was going to talk to him.

I know it's stupid, but..
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A/N:

Tbh, I kinda know what I'm doing!
I just don't think it's good enough lol.
Oh well it's not like it ever was;;
Anyways,
Byeee~
~Author