Taekook Oneshots

Hidden

(A/n: and it's finally finished!!! This is a request from @KookingWithTae. it basically said 'hidden superpowers kook'. and this is what I ended up with. Hopefully the humour will be caught by at least some of you, and hopefully you enjoy an update which has taken a painfully long time.
Izzy xx)

I always knew that I was different. It was like an inbuilt instinct, a secret hidden from even me, something I never truly understood. I thought that I was a freak. But I never told anyone about it.

Not until now.

"So you feel like there's something you can do that nobody else can?"
"Yeah, basically."
"Would you like to do a test to find out what that is? And if it's there? Of course, it could just be narcissism, but based on your nervous attitude and uncertainty, I doubt it. If you do this test officially, you will have to be put on a register which essentially records everyone with special powers. Of all kinds."

I think for a moment before nodding, apprehension rising within me when the doctor smiles at me a little and writes something down on her notebook. "I will personally book that appointment for you, Jeon Jungkook. Are there any times I should avoid based on your schedule?"

I shake my head. "I don't really do that much," I admit awkwardly, "but I'd prefer it if I could have an appointment out of school time. I'm only seventeen, so I'm still in education."
"Right, of course," she says in a businesslike tone, pushing her glasses further up her nose and writing something else down in an unreadable print. "I will sort that out for you. It will only take a moment."

I nod in understanding, shifting uncomfortably in the chair, wondering if anything will actually happen. Special powers are rare things, often used by super criminals to get ahead. This is why everyone is registered. If the power is particularly unique, it's more likely to result in an identification of the culprit, and they can be arrested and prosecuted for whatever they've done.

Those who have them remain anonymous to the majority of the world, and normally are only personally known by their doctors. That is how secretive we have to be. Anyone who is thinking of being tested risks being revealed as a fake.

But I genuinely do believe that there is something there. And I'm determined to find out what it is.

The doctor looks up again. "I have next Friday at 5pm," she says calmly. "Would that work for you, Jungkook?"

I nod once. "That would be perfect, thank you so much." She smiles a little, shaking her head.
"Not a problem. It's good more people are coming forward with things like this. Keeps the world safer, and makes sure everyone has a fair chance at being the protector for once."

I nod in nervous agreement, noting the time of the appointment on my phone and standing up to leave. "What happens if I'm wrong, by the way?" I ask curiously. The doctor shrugs, and my curiosity only increases.
"You get put on another register. People who fail these tests but are certain of something being there are kept on that register simply because the test could be wrong. And if the test is wrong, and it's a new power, it's better to have a list of names of people who have come forward in the past. Does that make sense?"

I nod. "Complete sense. I was just confused for a moment there, but I think I get it now. Thank you for your time, and I guess I'll see you next Friday?"
"Yeah, you're more than welcome," the doctor says, and I leave the consultation room, feeling no better about my chances of finding out what is different about me.

I could be wrong. The test could go wrong. Literally anything could happen. But I have no other option. It's either I step forward out of the shadows and try and solve this, or I become a recluse, too scared of the result and of myself to ever try and understand myself. I don't know which would be worse. But I think it's time I listened to my instincts.