Nightmare || K.TH + K.SJ

⤗ Ms. Kim! ⬼

Hi! I'm sorry for not updating in like a month. School's been rough but some amazing things have been happening as well so I've been very busy. Hope you like this mediocre chapter. Love you ❤️———————————————————

"Hello, Hannah," the psychologist greets once the little girl's settled on the comfortable couch in his office.

If you wanted to know, yes, Taehyung had indeed agreed to leave her alone with the thankfully old man.

"Hey, doc!" she smiles widely at him, hoping to get a coo in return or something similar, but no reaction is shown from the man and she scowls at that, mood plummeting.

"So, I'd like to introduce myself. My name is Kim Kiha-"

"Can I call you Kimchi?" she interrupts and the man's mouth falls agape at her words. He asks why and Hannah responds with- "Your name is conf— confusing.? to say! And Kimchi would fit you perfectly." she shrugs, referring to the man's red tinted hair.

"Oh- uh," the elderly man stutters because, oh boy, this is gonna be tough to handle. "Sure, I guess.. you can call me Kimchi,"

"Great!" she beams.

Dr.Kim blinks a few times, shaking his head a little and speaks again. "What would you like us to talk about?"

Hannah shrugs. "I don't know. You made me come here, you talk first."

"So, you are willing to talk to me?"

"Yeah?" Hannah says in a matter-of-fact tone, already annoyed at the man.

"Good girl," he praises or- he hopes so but he is interrupted with-

"Hey!" she shouts offended. "I'm not a dog! Address me properly!"

...

What?

"Properly? Properly how?" he asks, leaning back in his chair, scratching the beard on his chin in slight impatience.

"Ms.Kim!"

"You want me to address you as Ms.Kim?" the elderly man chuckles, eyes twinkling at the girl's attitude. It is easy to say that Kim Seokjin did in fact raise her.

"Well," the man continues, "If you wish to be addressed as Ms.Kim, then I wish to be addressed as Mr.Kim."

Hannah glares at him and crosses her arms, her lips setting in a flat line. "Hannah's fine."

"Good," Kimchi smiles but Hannah continues glaring.

"I don't like you." she squints and points at him.

"I figured," he says bluntly, scrolling on his iPad for notes to take, not looking up at her. "So, let's talk now, yeah?"

"I still don't like you," she sing-songs, eyes wandering everywhere around the office, showing her defiance.

"Is it because I don't cater to everything you say?"

"No!" she snaps stubbornly, pouting when Kimchi raises an eyebrow at her. "..yes."

"Then feel free to hate me all you want," 

She huffs, kicking her feet and whining into the air. The tantrum she throws is gone by unnoticed by Kimchi and then she settles down, crossing her legs and straightening her back. "Fine, let's talk."

*

"Would you just calm down for a second?" Jim groans, he himself getting impatient at the pacing Taehyung in front of him.