It was hard. Sitting in front of the therapist and hearing her say that I was afraid to love. I wanted to scoff. If that's what the esteemed Dr. Karin had to say, after everything I told her, then the money I was paying her was worthless.
"Philophobia,'' she called it. "It's alright Jungkook. It's completely normal to feel that way. Especially after... the situation."
I chuckled. The situation. Is that what we were calling it now?
I slid out of the chair, grabbed my coat off the table, and walked to the door. "I came to you because Namjoon seemed to think that there was something you could do for me" I called out. "But clearly, you know nothing. And as pleasant as this has been, it's a waste of my time and yours."
For a moment, there was silence, and I heard her shift to look at me.
"Jungkook. You may continue to believe that the time you spent here was a waste. Go back to your cigarettes, your booze, your party lifestyle. To hiding who it is you truly are."
"But the time will come when love is all you want. Where will you run to then?"
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Fall || Jeon Jungkook ||
Short Story"I'm just afraid to fall for the wrong person again."
