The tapping of the pen, and the irritating sound of his hands brushing against the fabric of his pants, had slowly became a normal thing in his daily life
Maybe it was because it's been months since he first started seeing this woman in her late 30's, or it could be because he accepted that this was going to be something a part of his life just like his depression
"My cat Alice, scratched my husbands cheek this morning and.."
He liked it, how she would talk with him like a friend. It felt less like he was sick and weird, he felt more comfortable with the change of topics from his problems every now and then
They were both humans after all. Both the same in different ways, they understood each other more than they think
"I see that you have met someone lately?"
She started with a teasing smile after she finished her cat story for the day. Taehyung could feel the air change just from the words she mentioned. The picture of Jungkook showing up in his head and he smiled
"Does the person make you happy?"
"Yeah.., he does"
He answered, his smile showing as she talked about Jungkook. He wondered what he was doing right now, if he had gone out to hang around at that bar he likes so much or if he had overslept again like he usually does these days
Just the thought of him makes him happy
"Do you feel like you're okay now Taehyung?"
"..No"
No he didn't, it was there and he felt like it had already made a home for itself to stay. A lie he had heard a thousand times through his life "it is going to be better" because it didn't, his depression wouldn't go away and that he had slowly learned to understand
It was something that comes and goes just like going back home after a trip, it would come back too. Home again. He hated it, a lot. Because everything he would think was down and never forward, his mind was filled with thoughts he wanted to disappear
Words he wished would never cross his mind, but he couldn't stop that. he couldn't stop something that is a part of himself
He wasn't okay, but there was someone that made him happy when his with.
There was someone that he could walk towards, someone that could make his smile show whenever he was feeling alone
Someone to make the pain easier, even if it was a long road to walk at least he was there. With him
He hoped that someone would stay with him just like his depression refuses to leave
Because he loved him a lot
He loved Jungkook
His phone started vibrating in his pocket as soon as he left the building, picking it up he saw the ID and immediately picked it up with his burning pink cheeks
"Hello?"
He said into the phone when he only heard slow breathing in the other line.
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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...
