❝paper moon❞ renhyuck

❝seven❞

Renjun's hands were warm. The teacup in his hands was definitely an antique. The golden edges and blue birds with forget- me- nots made the pale cup look almost royal.

What ever Dr Moon was saying, Renjun didn't really listen. He only admired the teacup with a foggy mind. Somehow he couldn't think rationally nor concentrate on the therapist's words. Renjun’s head was full of worries that linked with Domghyuck. Through the thick air, something reached his ear.

❝renjun.❞

The brown orbs followed as Taeil pured more tea into his cup.

❝is there something on your mind? I don't think you have been listening to me at all. I was about to ask you questions about the situation you're in and why you have to visit me time to time. If that's okay?❞

The boy only nodded. Not sure to what; that there's something bothering him or that they can actually start with the therapy session. Seemed like Dr Moon didn't understand either:

❝you nodded, to what?❞

The silence was deadly. Yet Renjun was so used to it. It was almost the same as in his and Hyuck's, since the latter hasn't been there awhile.

Renjun opened his mouth to answer, but closed it and took a sip from his now cold tea.

❝renjun, you can trust me with everything. I won't be informing anyone about what you've said and if I'm bothering you in any kind of way, then please tell me, i won't get hurt, so that you don't have to worry about.❞

The second time Renjun had looked at the therapist in the eye. The man looked concerned. As if he really thought that the Chinese didn't trust him, which indeed was the case, because how was he supposed to tell anyone about his worries about Donghyuck's disappearance? What would they think of him of being concerned about someone, who he met a day ago?

❝you can ask me the questions you have.❞

Dr Moon nodded and set the notebook to his knee, so that it would be easier to write.

❝how long have you been worried about your weight?❞

The question was straightforward, something the other wasn't used to.

Renjun thought about it. He honestly had no idea, so he shrugged:

❝i don't really remember. I guess it has been years?❞

❝it's okay,❞ taeil smiled and wrote something down.

❝would you like some more tea? It looks like yours has gone cold already.❞

Renjun shaked his head. He wasn't in the mood for tea. He felt like nothing was to go down his throat.

❝okay. Do you perhaps exercise?❞

❝not really, i only go for walks once in a while.❞

❝alright, i assume you're not trying to lose weight through exercise, then. Are you on any diets?❞

To that Renjun looked down. The way he ate wasn't really a diet, but more like skipping a few meals, on purpose of course.

❝no, I'm not.❞

❝nurses have told me that you haven't eaten well lately and the reason you fainted was because you hadn't eaten much on that day. It was too much for your body to handle.❞

❝well, yeah. I eat the most in the morning and i sometimes eat lunch, but never dinner.❞

Taeil had turned a page on his notepad and asked another question regarding Renjun's eating habits: