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"How can I love when I'm afraid to love?"

Kim Namjoon
The beast in me

I do advice you to read this before anything else, you may leave now if you have a weak heart as offensive sh*t is about to go down. I'm really sorry 😢😢 but I feel ya.

P H I L O P H O B I A -the fear of being or falling in love...

"So tell me... when did you develop such a phobia?" He asked the fragile looking girl.
Trying his best not to break her as he is questioning her.

"When I was twelve.." she trailed off.
"...during middle school" she said and fiddled with her fingers.

He looked up from his clipboard and smiled at her.
"It's fine, it can be cured" he said whilst adjusting his glasses.
She smiled a small yet abit forced one at him.

P H I L O- love
P H O B I A- fear

The next day she came back to him and the other day and another.

She was slowly getting better,
He was proud of curing her even by the slightest in every hour of everyday they spent. He felt happy of being able to cure his patients but sad at the same time, that would mean that he wouldn't be able to see her no more.

A sigh escaped his lips.
He was in his house. He stood up and went in the bathroom... he took something shiny from his medicine cabinet and pointed it at his wrist.

He tries to help people but he himself, he can't even help.

Blood started dripping. He felt numb now as the cold blade kissed his skin he just kept doing what he's doing.

After some minutes he stopped and washed all the wounds.
"What am I even?" he asked himself who is looking at the mirror hands placed firmly against the sink as he holds it for support.

He heaved yet another sigh. Grabbing a mop and started cleaning off the blood on the floor. He grabbed a rag and cleaned the sink.

He went back to the living room switching off the television. He went straight to his bed and plopped down. Even so he couldn't sleep.

He kept thinking if he's just being a hypocrite for trying his best to cure his patients although he himself can't help but be depressed.

He was longing for something for so long... love. It was undeniable. He wanted love... he's been longing for it.

But how when he doesn't know the meaning of love?

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