reality check. | yoonmin

two

Two weeks had passed by and like before Yoongi hasn't left the house, this time he didn't have Seokjin bothering him every hour of the day begging Yoongi to go do something productive. Yoongi actually hasn't heard from Seokjin in awhile, not even a text message. This was quite usual though, a lot of Yoongi's friends tended to ignore him, his one friend has been ignoring him for almost two years now as Yoongi would say.

Although, Yoongi has been left unbothered by his friend Seokjin these past few weeks his other friend Jungkook came around quite often. Jeon Jungkook didn't mind that Yoongi didn't want to leave the house, they had such a nice time inside anyways. "Yoongi," His mother called out for him. Yoongi was laying in bed, his finger twirling the loose strain of yarn coming off of his blanket, he's been at it for 15 minutes now. Just staring blankly at the ceiling.

Don't do it.

Yoongi didn't answer back to his mother, he just kept his eyes on the ceiling. He could hear the water dripping loudly from the bathroom across the hall, the drips got louder and louder until it sounded like a train was traveling right through Yoongi's room. "Yoongi," Mrs. Min was standing in the doorway to Yoongi's room.

Don't.

Still being unresponsive Mrs. Min decided to go and stand right next to Yoongi's bed. Yoongi's eyes wandered over to his mother but darted right back to the ceiling. "Come on honey, it's time for your medicine," Mrs. Min said softly.

She's trying to kill you.

Don't.

Yes.

Do it.

Don't.

A loud sigh escaped from Yoongi's lips as he shut his eyes tightly, it was too much to handle from the loud dripping to each voice inside his head. "Come on, get up." His mother helped him sit up, she held a glass of water and his one pill he needed to take to help him get through the day. "No, thank you, it has a virus," Yoongi mumbled, his mother was used to this odd speech. She knew once he got on a better track of taking his medication he would be able to function better.

Throughout these past three years, Yoongi has been on and off different kinds of medication. None of them ever worked, it was hard dealing with this as a parent. Mrs. Min just wanted everything to go right for her son but it was difficult to give him that. Recently, Yoongi switched over to a new medication, he hasn't been taking it though. Once Yoongi gets on a good routine he tends to calm down a bit and is able to function as any normal person does. One time Yoongi was taking up to five pills a day and two at night, it made Yoongi stay in bed all day and he wanted to do nothing. Mrs. Min hated that doctor who prescribed all of that medication to him, she hated seeing her little boy stuck in bed not wanting to move.

Do it.

No.

No.

No.

Yoongi finally took the glass of water and pill, he looked down at the small pill in his hand. His eyes then moved to look at the water inside of the glass, it was swirling around like a whirlpool. He wanted nothing to do with that water. Mrs. Min smiled then leaned forward to kiss his forehead. "You'll get there, Yoongi." She said quietly, she gave Yoongi one last glance before she walked out of his bedroom.

She's going to kill you.

Idiot.

Take it.

Don't.

As gently as he could Yoongi set the glass of water down on the bedside table. He didn't want the water to stop spinning. He gave one glance over his shoulder before he opened the drawer to his bedside table, Yoongi threw the pill in there along with a bunch of the other pills he was hiding.