My STD Coach: Yoonmin

III

"Good morning Mr. Park. You've arrived on time for your appointment." I'm greeted by the weird robot thing, Taehyung.

"Yeah yeah whatever. Where's Min fuckface?"

"Right here."

A surprised scream escapes from my mouth. I hold my pounding chest.

"Did I scare you? Even a whore like yourself can get a fright." Yoongi slaps a police baton on his hand.

"Why..." I begin. I stare at the damn police baton in his hand.

"The first day of treatment: getting to know the patient." Yoongi explains.

"I do not like people. I hate them. And any of them can have a disease so, I carry this around to keep pesky people away." Yoongi shakes his baton.

I stare at his outfit. Black button up, black jeans, black gloves, black boots, black shoes, black snapback hat. And of course the black police baton.

"I'm guessing you like black." Sarcasm is evident in my voice.

"I'm guessing you like sex."

"How the hell would you guess that?"

He pokes his police baton into my chest.

"You have six buttons undone. Provocative and luring to women and men. Your hair is well done for no apparent reason. You dress to get undressed." Yoongi shakes his head.

I can't deny him this time. He's spot on.

"Taehyung! Get the car. Let's go Mr. Park."

"Woah! Where are we?" I stare at the heavenly sight in front of me.

I could've sworn we drove into a warehouse type building. Where did this come from?

There's hot babes everywhere. Even some hot guys. Damn, if this is heaven, then kill me.

"Control your nutcracker Mr. Park. This is a test." Yoongi steps out of the car. Taehyung follows behind him.

Oh great. I'm still with this douche.

"Go ahead and walk around. Act like your normal self." Yoongi announces.

"Really?" I'm bewildered. He's joking right?

"Go ahead." Yoongi points his baton toward the bustling crowd.

Well shit, if he wants me to do whatever I want, I will.

I start walking around the shopping outlet, seeing which hottie I can score some playtime with.

After a couple of minutes, I see a girl with a round ass surrounded by tight black leggings. Her long black hair is a plus too along with the mint green crop top.

"I see you have found your prey." Yoongi stands beside me.

"Prey? I'm not some predator."

"Sure. Go ahead and do your thing." Yoongi nods his head in the direction of the girl.

I check my appearance in the mirror of a shop's window. I make my way to the black haired beauty.

She notices me as I come closer and she starts to smile. Her cherry red lips are painfully alluring.

"Hey gorgeous." I smile confidently as we meet face to face.

"Hi." Her cheeks start to turn a light shade of pink.

"What's your name?"

"Athena."

I check to see if Min Fuckface is around but he's no where to be seen. Perfect.

I ask Athena if she wants to hang out. She agrees and we spend at least 2 hours together before night falls.

"I had a great time today Jimin." Athena looks at me with sprakles in her eyes. I wonder if her eyes would sparkle in bed?

"Me too. Can we do this some other time?"

"Of course. Here's my number." Athena hands me a tiny peice of paper.

"Bye Jimin." She looks into my eyes deeply, earnestly.

"Bye Athena." Just before she could walk away, I kiss her. Just a little smooch nothing more.

But once I pull away, everything around me is frozen in place. Even Athena, her eyes are still shut.

Soon I hear clapping and footsteps: Yoongi.

"You failed Mr. Park."

"What?"

Yoongi walks up to me and points his baton at Athena.

"Athena has herpes. Why do you think her lips are so smeared with lipstick? To hide that hideous monstrous cold sore."

I stare in shock at Athena's lips.

"She's also HIV positive. You would've slept with her right? What would you have done if this was real?"

I'm speechless right now.

"Taehyung, you can stop the simulation." Yoongi shouts.

Right before my eyes all the shops and people around me disappear. Only Yoongi and I stand in the middle of a bare room.

"What the hell?" I sit on the floor.

"I told you, I'm the best guy in this therapy business." Yoongi smiles proudly.

"This simulation showed how bad your ways are. You're gonna get yourself killed if you keep doing what you're doing."

"I want you to go home and think about the decisions you make. See you tomorrow at my office. Same time as today." Yoongi walks to the exit of the building.

"I hauled a cab for you Mr. Park! It'll be here in 5 minutes. Have a nice day!" Taehyung waves to me as he follows Yoongi out the door.

Simulation? Herpes? HIV?

"Dammit!" I grasp a handful of my hair.

He's getting to my head! Damn him! No. This won't stop me. I'll just be more cautious.

Yeah that's what I'll do. Be cautious.

Jimin got no chill(;
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