𝐌𝐀𝐃 ᵗᵃᵉᵍᵍᵘᵏ

iv.

taehyung steadied his breathing as he stared at the ceiling. he was lounging on the couch located at the back of the room, with his arm resting underneath his head, eyes stinging from the lights. he blinked slowly, rewatching the memory of him yelling at jimin, his friend getting defensive in response. he sighed, lowering his eyes.

"good afternoon, taehyung." dr. jeon entered the room with his folders, shutting the door behind him and locking it in the process, "how are you? anything special happen today?" he sat in one of the chairs, eyes fixated on the brunet.

"my anger got the best of me." he bit the inside of his cheek, feelings of guilt rising, "i yelled at my only friend and basically told him to fuck off when he was just trying to talk to me. but even when i told him i was having a bad day and didn't want to talk, he just kept yapping like a dog."

"and how did yelling make you feel?" dr. jeon began writing his notes, "did it make you angrier?"

taehyung paused, feeling his heartbeat through the back of his skull. "it.. made me feel sad."

"sad?" the therapist clicked his tongue, "why?"

the annoyed tone made taehyung shift his head to face dr. jeon, frowning as he noticed his practically disgusted expression, upper lip pulled upwards and brows turned down, trying to figure out why he sounded so.. unempathetic and aggravated. he continued staring at the fuchsia, watching as his hand speedily wrote. "isn't it good that i'm not angry?" he felt himself starting to feel irritated, "you sound repulsed by me."

the fast movement of his pen paused abruptly, the fuchsia gripping it and raising his eyes to taehyung, putting on a smile, "well, of course it's an improvement that you're not angry." he examined his long body lying on the couch, his back arching ever so slightly and knees propped upwards, "i need to heal you, don't i?"

he stood with a soft moan, leaving his folder in his seat and stepping forward towards taehyung, the heel of his shoes making loud clicks as he loosened his tie, undoing the first couple buttons of his shirt. taehyung gulped and flinched when dr. jeon sat on the couch adjacent to his hips, a wide smile plastered on his face. taehyung frowned at the fact his cheeks made his eyes seemed like they were smiling as well, when they looked completely emotionless and apathetic.

"but.. you know, taehyung, you need to stay mad if you want me to heal you." he stroked the brown hair, lips forming a pout, "you were assigned to me for your anger issues, but by not showing me symptoms, i can't help you." he continued on, cooing at him.

dr. jeon's eyes slowly trailed down taehyung's chest, trying to imagine the outline of his body underneath his shirt, imagining the smoothness of his skin and abdomen. he stared at his stomach; he could tell the male didn't have abs, biting his lip at the thought of his cute tummy, soft and slightly squishy, trembling as it rose with his breathing. he continued dragging his eyes downwards, feelings of excitement and pleasure flooding his system at the sight of his pants wrinkling around his crotch.

"you know all i want to do is help you." he placed a hand on his knee, slowly rubbing it, "you know that, right, taehyung?

"d-dr. jeon.." taehyung stuttered when he felt the fuchsia's hand slipping underneath his shirt, "what are you doing.."

"nothing for you to worry about." he smiled, exhaling shakily as he rubbed his stomach, correct about the smooth tummy hypothesis, stroking it softly. he kept his eyes fixated on his hand, rubbing along his waist and hips, licking his lips as he played with the hem of his pants.

"dr. jeon.. i think our session is over.." taehyung mumbled.

the therapist pulled his hand away and checked his watch, glowering when he saw that the session was indeed coming towards an end. he cursed under his breath and stood from the couch, adjusted his glasses and tying his tie up before heading to picking up his folder.

"until our next meeting, taehyung." he cocked his head with a grin before exiting the room.

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wow :o an update the next day and not weeks later??? what is going on

jocelyn: my man....dr jeon....hippocratic oath means NOTHING to that bitch...doctor patient confidentiality got a WHOLE new meaning...honey, you got a BIG storm comin (;))