"You look weary today, have you been doing fine?"
His psychiatrist asked him, her eyes reading his expressions. Which was kinda an uneasy feeling for Taehyung, to be stared at
"No, I don't know. Well I-I think so. I don't-I honestly don't know, I'm sorry.."
He was stammering, confused in his own answer and mind. He didn't know what or how he was right now. It was hard, hard to know himself right now.
"We have an hour together Taehyung, take your time"
She reassured him, putting down her notebook to make the pressure on the blonde less. Taehyung didn't even realize that he was that nervous until he noticed how he kept rubbing his palms against his ripped jeans.
It almost hurt at how much pressure he put on rubbing the material against his sweaty palms. It was a habit of his, when he was nervous or was talking to someone,his class he would always start rubbing his pants
And right now he was more nervous that usual
"Yeah..Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just-it's just been a really hard week and a lot going on in my mind. And no, no I'm not okay and I don't- I"
Maybe the material of his jeans was really harsh because it was starting to hurt him
"Why haven't you talked to anyone about this?, you know we talked about that I won't be here every week Taehyung"
She said, her hands tangled together over her knees
"I just don't want to talk with anyone"
He answered, starting to play on his immense ring he got from Namjoon on his 19th birthday. He found it harder to answer on her questions
"And why's that? You're talking to me now right? If you can do that I'm sure you can talk to others close to you too"
No
She didn't understand right now, she was way behind him. She wasn't thinking like him right now she wouldn't know
"No, no I can't, I don't want to bother them they don't have to listen, I'm fine here. I have you I can talk to you right? Are you tired of that? If you want I can stop I'm completely fine with that. I'm sorry-"
"Taehyung, calm down. Take it easy I'm not tired of you. I asked you a question I never mentioned I was tired of you"
She cut his blabbering off, She was observing how his hands were playing around on his jeans and ring. Jeans,ring,jeans,ring and so on he went
Maybe he was just the one who's hard to understand
"I think you should take a break from everything, take your mind of things and just rest Taehyung. I will call your university and sort this out okay?"
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SUICIDE HOTLINE | KOOKV
FanfictionCOMPLETED• Days are starting to feel heavy, and his depression is getting harder. That's when Taehyung decided to call to the suicide hotline one day. Where, one the other line was the worker Jungkook the one listening to Taehyung's problems every n...
