"tell me nothing but the truth, please."
amused, soonyoung stare at the doctor for awhile before deciding to open his mouth.
"i love any form of arts doctor." he started, as if he was talking about the things that he enjoy doing.
"i have always loved creating my own kind of art work in my own unique way."
"i loved hearing the sinful melody they're singing, the fear in their eyes, the way they cried, begging for their worthless lives to be spared." hissing, the blonde eyes the doctor, eyes glowing within the shadows his existence created.
"as if they deserve to live." he mumbled which the doctor clearly didn't catch.
"it's not like it matters, they're nothing but a mere puppet i've created in a make believe world that i have created."
surprised by the sudden information that he had just acquired, jihoon cleared his throat, pushing back the whimper that was threatening to spill between his quivering lips.
the doctor had no idea what to reply but that was what the latter had told him.
he knew that the blonde is clearly expecting him to shy away like all his previous doctors but then, it happens that, that was the last thing the doctor wanted to happen.
the pink haired doctor had decided that he would never give him such satisfaction.
"if you'd ask me, that's quite a hobby soonyoung." jihoon's statement comes out quite strong which surprised not just himself but also the latter.
according to studies, calling your patient by their name would have a soothing effect and it makes them comfortable. well, i just hope that this could work for this guy. the doctor thought to himself as he rack his already aching head for other useful information.
breathing becomes harder as defeaning silence swallows the entire room.
it feels as if they're having a staring contest with each other and no one seems to show any sign that they will surrender and admit defeat.
"what did you say?" asked soonyoung, his hooded eyes shows nothing but danger.
"w-what?" jihoon breath out.
"say it." soonyoung demanded, voice calm yet it holds great authority.
it's as if he's commanding the doctor to do what he wanted and that he would never accept no as an answer.
"say what?" jihoon asked, still not getting what the latter meant.
"the one you said earlier." replied soonyoung, still trying to keep his calm demeanor.
"what did i say?" asked the doctor, not having any idea to what the latter is referring to.
"Just say it, damn it!" soonyoung hit the metal table.
both the impact and sound cause jihoon to closed his eyes tight as he flinch at his seat. he could feel his heart pounding loudly at his chest.
the sudden nervousness that had creep within his body dissipate as pair of warm hands reached out to his freezing ones.
slowly fluttering his eyes open, the doctor met the eyes of the latter.
his usually cold and dull pair of eyes were now full of various emotions.
was that concerns he saw in the blonde's eyes or was it just his wishful thinking?
right, the hand that was holding his smaller one felt warm and bigger.
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not your typical love story // 𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓷𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓷. (EDITING...)
Fanfiction❝ careful doctor, ❞ ❝ what do you mean? ❞ ❝ the languid prey might fall for the cunning predator. ❞ In which lee jihoon is kwon soonyoung's new psychiatrist.
