Crazy | bts x Jimin

十五

Jimin pov

I want to break them, make them tell me the truth of all the things they had possibly done. They will never be honest if I don't do this.

I'm in my office alone. I've done talking to Jin and Hoseok and now I have 4 of them left. I don't even know if my methods would work. They never work to the other patients I had back at the institute.

That was why I was kinder to them there but now, it was a new batch of patients, I really want to try it again on new test subjects.

They are reacting however, which is good. I still have 4 rooms left to go through. All of them are special.

I held onto Yoongi's file, it seems like he killed his own family and some other random people. They all had multiple cuts in their abdomen and one on the chest.

I took off my spectacles and put on blue contacts to match the theme, and yes you probably guessed it, the next room is a sea blue colour.

I have Yoongi's file and I walked down stairs, most of them trying to calm the two who had broken down under the pressure.

"Yoongi. You're next." I said and made my way to the blue room. I switched on the lights and drew the curtains at the side.

He walked in cautiously, afraid that he would end up like his friends.

"Don't be so careful Yoongi. I won't hurt you one bit at all, just relax and have a chat." I gave a soft smile on my face.

"Please take a seat and we shall start with the session." I smiled again. He slowly made his way to the seat right in front of me. In this room there were toys everywhere, almost like a playroom for kids.

I stare at him with my now blue eyes, due to the contacts I'm wearing.

"Ok let's start with questions. How was your childhood?" I asked with a cheery voice. It was a different atmosphere after all.

"It was quite bad." He mumbled but my sharp hearing caught the words he said.

"How so?" I asked, trying to sound concerned about the boy in front of me.

"My family was quite abusive to me. They say I was a faggot and so many other mean things." Yoongi had his head hung low.

Isn't all of this working too well, or are they just acting as well?

I nodded with a hum. I looked at him constantly with warm and gentle eyes so I don't actually blow my cover. No I'm not an undercover cop, I just want to break them slowly, make them believe that whatever I do here is true.

"It's okay, they are dead now, they will never touch you again. You killed them right? You took your revenge and killed them all." I'm purposefully stepping on a mine right here.

He trembled slightly, I knew it was working.

"No! It was an accident! I didn't want to kill them, I never wanted them dead. I just want my childhood back." I can't help but feel sorry, now isn't the time to.

"Doesn't matter now. You're happy without them anyway. You have all your friends here and all the toys here you can easily play with." I gave my infamous eye smile. People say it's lethal, I just think it's a good weapon.

"I don't trust you." He muttered.

Well I tried to keep calm of course because one bloody mistake and all of this goes down the damn drain. I kept my smile up and said, "Why? I didn't touch your friends or hurt them in any way. They just got triggered by something I'm not too sure about and I'm trying to find out. I'm simply trying to help you."

"The rooms assigned are on purpose right? You're trying to play with us." He said.

Well honestly I wasn't surprised. He is a smart one.

"No. The rooms were already in this shape when I came. I was always at the institute so I don't really have the time to get workers to work on this building. I only got the tables and chairs but that's it." I had to lie through my teeth. I can't be exposed like this.

He still seem skeptical but he never question further.

"How's prison then?" I try to move the topic away from his past.

"It's okay, more peaceful than this outside world. In there, no one can lie to you because there are no resources there at all. No one can do anything they wanted. I like it there better than here." He didn't really bother going into detail, simply answering my questions like I had asked.

Maybe this room isn't for him. I'll have to try another room with him tomorrow.

"That's fine. It's all we have today, for you. You can go back to your friend group." I said before walking out and going to my office.

He was left alone in the room when I heard the chairs move.

I don't know maybe this room is his after all, I smiled.