LIE 2 | Truth

(No) Truth Fourteen; Knows nothing

Hoseok rubbed his temples as Sana continued to pick at, her thoroughly abused, cuticle.

His patience with the girl was wearing thin every single meeting they had. He would ask her questions and not receive any answers back, he would try to talk to her but all she would do is turn away with an annoyed look on her face. She had the audacity to feel annoyed while Hoseok was dancing with his limit. 

The most he heard Sana speak is when she would go on her tangents about how Hoseok didn't know anything and just wanted money from her aunt, that he didn't know anything of what she was going through. 

If only she knew. 

Today, Sana's hair was up in a braid, she was wearing the same leather jacket she always wears with some white ripped jeans and a white tank top, black combat boots sealed her outfit together. While Hoseok was wearing a white silk button up with some teal pants, he was wearing white dress shoes and his hair was wavy. He had to resist just getting up and walking out of his office. 

"Sana," he began, the female not even sparing him a glance, "it's been almost 2 months and we've had multiple meetings throughout that time. If you don't talk to me-"

"I don't want to speak to someone who knows nothing about what I'm going through!" she cut him off again, completely ignoring the cut that formed on her arm. She always ignored them, she, much like Hoseok, was immune to the pain of the cuts. 

It's been close to a month since Hoseok and Yoongi made up, the two have talked a bunch, met up a couple times, but haven't been alone together for more than half an hour; since they both were busy and had their lives to attend too. Yoongi knows all about Hoseok's work struggles since the younger would rant to him sometimes. 

Hoseok usually just soaked in what Sana said, not paying attention to it much since he didn't want to snap. 

Today, though, he was not just going to sit there and stay shut. 

"You need to learn that you don't know everything about a person by first impression," he snapped at her, not meaning too but he couldn't help it, this caught Sana completely off guard, "you think you know everything about me because of my profession and that's not fair." 

Sana's mouth was agape, opening and closing like a fish. That was only for a couple seconds though, since she snapped back at Hoseok with the same amount of attitude, "Still, you sit there and act like you know what i'm going through-"

"Because I do!" Hoseok finally yelled, showing the female his wrists; where his cuts were from self harm and the scars from his sucide attempt. Hoseok's work clothes always stopped at his elbow, since he didn't mind his scars, but he usually always had his arms covered while he wrote notes about patients, or the underside of his arms were covered. "I attempted sucide three times, the first time I didn't go through with it, the second time I did and my boyfriend at the time saved my life, then I wanted to again in college." he confessed, Sana's eyes filled with a new emotion as he spoke. 

Guilt.

Guilt sat right next to her, holding her hand tightly and looking into her blue eyes with a sick smile, whispering words into her ears to make her feel worse. Showing a smile that screamed how wrong she was, guilt continued to hold her hand as Hoseok continued. 

"I suffer from panic attacks, i've had depression, I still have anxiety. I want to help people because I know what it's like to go through what you're going through. So don't say I don't know when I probably know better than anyone you've met," he concluded, Sana's eyes filling with tears. Though she didn't let herself cry, she only held them back. 

It only took a few seconds after for Miran to come in and announce that Akira, Sana's aunt, had finally arrived to come get her. The female left without another word, Hoseok only noticed how she was digging her nails into her palms with a clenched fist. He sighed as he wrote it down in her file. 

He didn't mean to snap at her, he didn't want to tell her all that, but he wanted Sana to trust him; he wanted her to talk to him. And if that was the way to get it to happen, then so be it. 

The younger got up and walked over to his desk, taking a glance at the clock as he tucked Sana's file away. It was only 3:45, he didn't have anymore patients since it was a Friday; Sana had her meetings on Tuesdays and Fridays. The male's stomach rumbled with hunger, he hadn't eaten since that morning. 

As he thought about what he wanted to get for food, his thoughts traveled in the direction of a certain blond haired, short, male. 

Hoseok knows Yoongi probably hasn't eaten yet, since the elder is always cooped up in the studio doing what he loves, something Hoseok caught up on over the last month. So, he decided he would surprise the elder with some food. He's already been to Yoongi's studio and knows where it is, so it wouldn't be difficult. 

A smile formed on Hoseok's face as he thought about the smile that would adorn Yoongi's features. They'd finally be alone for more than just half an hour, and he couldn't be more excited about that fact.