Exulansis

Chapter 16

Yoongi pinched the back of his hand for the umpteenth time. The back of his right hand dusted a soft red. He huffed a deep breath. He tapped his toes. He shook his legs. He searched every inch of the small waiting room.

Today was yoongis first therapy session. It's easy to say, the boy was a wreck. On one hand, he wanted help. He wanted someone to reach out and somehow help him find .. something.

On the other hand, he wanted to run. To simply stand up and bolt out of this office, never looking back. He wanted his secrets to be his. He didn't want to verbally explain the shame he carried, or rather, he didn't want to explain what he'd done to deserve such shame.

Two things kept him in that little office. Those two things were Park Jimin and Jeon Jungkook. Each male sat either side of the boy. Jimin was reading a magazine he'd found, he carelessly flicked through the plastic coated pages, noting a few interesting articles here and there. Whereas Jungkook focused on his phone. He scrolled though Instagram and sent a few texts, but eventually settled for some game.

Yoongi tried to distract himself as he waited to be called. It's funny, they'd only been there for 6 minutes, but for yoongi it felt like hours. He'd studied the room around him frontwards and backwards. There were exactly 34 large bricks on each wall, which were painted a soft duck egg colour. The books on the shelf behind the receptionist were arranged alphabetically, but two books in the "w" section were misplaced. The carpet was a soothing cream colour, there was a simple yet abstract pattern decorated across it. Yoongi stared so hard at the floor that his mind began creating pictures from the patterns. He could see a little dog, a funny looking hat, a boat-

"Min yoongi?" An annoying high pitches voice called out.

Yoongi shot his head up, his gaze met that of the irritating secretary.

"You can go in now" she huffed.

Yoongi contined to stare blankly, not making any efforts to move from his chair.

The married couple either side of him noticed the tension.

"Yoongi? C'mon, it's your turn" Jimin tried to soothe the boy.

Yoongi snapped his eyes to meet Jimins.

Jimin then realised how truly scared yoongi was. His lips were swollen from being bitten so much, his face had paled even more than normal. Jimin swore he even saw a few tears well up in the boys eyes.

Jimin, being the softie he is, was about to cancel the session in order to take the boy home and try to comfort him when-

"Yoongi? Do you remember me?" A soft, honey like voice spoke out.

Yoongis eyes followed the sound. He felt a soft breeze of relief as he met a pair of hazel brown eyes.

It took yoongi a moment to gather his thoughts, soon recognising the woman before him.

"D-Dr Byun... Byun Chaemin..." he whispered slowly, his breathing was slowly returning to normal.

"And yoongi, do you know where you are?" Her voice was soft, reminding the boy of pillows and blankets. It was soothing. Her questions weren't intrusive or thought provoking. They were simple and calm.

"O-office..." yoongi answered quietly as he ran his hand through his hair. He was calming down and becoming embarrassed by his slight anxiety attack.

"Good, we're at my office. Well, actually we're in the waiting room" she chuckled lightly, "would you like to come see my office? It's more private and has comfier chairs?"

Although her tone was soothing and mellow, she didn't belittle the boy. She understood how scary this can all be. She was willing to wait.

Yoongi remained in his chair for another few minutes. He gathered his thoughts and tried to control his breathing as best he could. After a while he looked up and made eye contact with the doctor.