Selcouth

03 - Comfortable

TIM'S WRITING IS IN ITALICS!
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[ mask of hands, anxiety - Rivka Korf ]
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The bleak beige walls made Tim even more anxious. Adam told him that he would be outside if anything happened and he needed a break. He was happy to have him outside; his presence made him somewhat comfortable than he already was.

He relaxed a little when he turned around to see Adam through the glass, sitting down, and facing the door.

Tim checked his watch, his therapy session started in 7 minutes, but the therapist wasn't here. Adam told him to wait inside so he wouldn't be late.

After waiting for a few moments, the door handle turned and a young woman walked through the door. Tim caught a glimpse of Adam giving him a thumbs up as the door closed softly. He smiled to himself and turned to see the blonde woman at her desk.

She put all of her papers and files onto the desk, neatly organizing them.

"I am very sorry, Timothy. I was too caught up with trying to set up your new I.D. file and getting your papers to check the time. It was very unprofessional."

Tim simply made a gesture with his hand that basically meant, "don't sweat it." The woman smiled and nodded politely.

"Now, before we start, I should introduce myself. My name is Jenika Marion. I have a PhD in Counseling Psychology."

He nodded as she started to speak again, "So, tell me about yourself."

Tim looked around her desk and saw a pen and paper. He pointed to it sheepishly and she handed it to him.

"Uh well, My name is Tim, I like to read and sing. That's about it."

Jenika smiled as she read over the paper. "Singing huh? When you're ready, you're gonna have to show me all about that."

Tim laughed silently and nodded. He felt comfortable around Jenika, which was a good thing. It meant he was overcoming some of his anxiety. First meeting the guys, their friends, and now being comfortable in talking with his new therapist. He was stepping up in the world.

"Now for the boring part. We're going to talk about why you're here." Tim groaned audibly and sighed. He mouthed "okay" and crossed his arms.

"If it gets to be too much, we can always take a break." He nodded and took the pen and paper again.

"Let's just get it over with."

"Okay so your file says you have Selective Mutism. I am sure it has built up from anxiety, so we will talk about that first."

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Once the session timer went off, Jenika smiled at Tim and closed his file. "You did really great for your first day, I'm glad. I will see you next week at 2pm. Practice that singing voice for me?"

The brown haired man chuckled lightly and raised his hand to his head and saluted to the woman. She winked at him just as he turned around to walk outside.

He saw Adam sitting in the same spot as he started in. The boy was reading a book and hadn't noticed the man. Tim walked over to him quietly and grabbed his book.

Adam's head snapped up, "What the fu- Oh! Tim, I'm sorry! I didn't hear you walk over." He said as he scratched the back of his neck.

Tim just laughed silently at the other boy and mouthed, "I know. That's the point." The blonde rolled his eyes jokingly.

"So how was your session?"

Adam handed Tim his notebook seeing as it would probably be easier for him. Tim nodded a thank you and opened the book.

"It was alright. A lot better than what I had imagined in my mind. Jenika is actually really nice. I felt really comfortable around her surprisingly. She made me feel 'normal' in a way. If that makes sense. She isn't like any other therapist who just wanted me to talk so they could say I was fine.

They never cared, they just wanted me out of their hair. Jenika is different though, she let's me take my time and doesn't shame me if I am not comfortable sharing some things. I think I will like it a lot."

Adam nodded as he read what the brown haired man wrote.

Tim grabbed the book back forgetting something, "Oh and I said something today. In front of Jenika, who isn't my mom and dad! She asked me who I brought here with me and I wrote that you just wanted to come along in case I needed help. She asked what your name was and without thinking, I said your name. It just came out. I dont know..."

He sighed as he handed to notebook back to Adam. His anxiety spiked as he thought about how Adam will react. What if he hates him? He wasn't thinking when he spoke today. In all honesty, he had forgot about being in the therapy session and who he was with. He just heard someone talking and asking about Adam, and he felt peaceful and happy. And comfortable. Comfortable enough to speak.

His thoughts were racing and his breathing started quickening. He wasn't so sure why this bothered him so much, but before he could think about it, he was snapped back to reality.

"Tim. Tim! Hey are you okay?" Adam spoke softly as he put his hand on his shoulder.

He nodded quickly before seeing Adam nod back. "Okay. I'm really proud of you. You know that right?"

Tim shrugged, unsure. Adam looked up at him, smiling. "Well I am, very much so. And I am glad to know that my name was the first thing you've said since you got here. I feel honored." He held his hand to his chest, dramatically.

Tim blushed lightly and chuckled at Adam. The blonde laughed along with him.

Once the moment ended, Adam looked over at the other man. "Hey, Tim?"

The other man looked over at him and hummed. "Will you uh...will you say it?"

Tim's eyebrows furrowed as he looked at him questioningly. "My name. Will you say my name?" Adam spoke quietly, almost embarrassed.

Tim smiled softly at the boy and he wiped his hands on his jeans before nodding.

He cleared his throat and looked at Adam with nervous eyes. Taking a deep breath, he opened his mouth. "A-adam. Adam Rupp."

His voice was barely a whisper, but to the blonde, it was music to his ears.

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