UNTHERAPY || KTH ☠︎

⁰⁰⁸ | last minute plans

You remind yourself you have to breathe in order to live, but all breath is knocked out of your lungs.

Don't get ahead of yourself. It's just wishful thinking. You're not the only one with anxiety and he doesn't have only one client.

But... Is it normal to go on a blind date with your client?

"What about you?" He asks, not at all affected by how you're squirming in your seat with unknown elation. You're practically covering your face with your both hands as you smile blushingly into them.

"Huh?" You look up as he knocks his knuckles on the table.

"I distinctly remember you said on the phone that you were about to start a new chapter of your life, what is it?" He asks and it sounds like he's changed the topic.

"Oh, I kinda got over my ex this morning." You say matter-of-factly.

His eyes go teeniest bit wide.

"That's an oddly precise and abrupt time to get over someone." He comments and your lungs fill with new mirth. He's amused that you find his ordinary conversation so humourous that you're so frequently giggling.

"I don't think so. It's just-" you're interrupted by your phone ringing.

"You're busy even on the weekends. Gosh, I so need to get a good job." He says lightly and you flash him an apologetic smile knowing well enough that he's being sarcastic as you excuse yourself.

ugh.

It's Leena.

Is she having problems with your undies? You made sure to wash yours. Oh, god. You hope you didn't leave anything out for her to do. Because, you're sure she's gonna make Namjoon do the dirty work without checking twice. That's gonna be so embarrassing.

You wonder for a moment if you should go to the side to take it, but then decide to answer it right there anyway.

"Hi." You puff out nervously.

"Y/N!" She sounds mad.

Uh oh. What did you do now? Your anxiety ridden brain is trying to jog back in your memory to find anything you might have done wrong back at home.

After all, receiving a call from Dr. Kim totally messed up with the functional wires of your brain.

"What's wrong?"

"How can you do this, Y/n. You're so cruel. Where the hell are you?" She demands. You crease your eyebrows in confusion and look up at Taehyung. He's watching you with a slight smile. His usual habit of gliding his tongue over his lips slowly and then his index finger flies to his mouth to stroke his bottom lip in a painfully slow pace.

"What did I do?" You ask innocently as you lower your voice and your head to the table.

"Namjoon is disappointed in you. I mean, you should have totally said no if you were not willing to go! Standing someone up on a date is so WRONG!" She's furious but you're absolutely confused.

"I'm on a date right now. What do you mean?" You ask. Gosh, if you expose yourself right now, Taehyung is gonna know how stupid you are.