B R E A K - Jikook

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once the doctors finished stitching the cuts in my arm, me jungkook and yoongi waited for the clear to leave. instead of that however, the already hour long hospital visit continued. the door opend to what we expected to be a nurse, but instead it was a doctor. the same doctor that admited me to the psych ward. i bit my lip. he said a few introductions, then sat down in the empty chair next to yoongi.

"so... this is the secound time you have come in for self harm. i know you requested to not be admitted again, and thats not what im suggesting. you probably heard a but about this when you were in inpatient, but i would heavily recommend getting a therapist." he said calmy.

yoongi and jungkook looked up at me expectantly. i didny really have time to process it, but everyone was waiting for an answer. i shrugged my shoulders.

"i dont know..." i said quietly. jungkook lightly held my hand.

"hey jimin, i dont really know much about this stuff, but i think that you should try it. i was talking to namjoon the other day and he told me abouy therapy and i think it would help you" he said. i looked down.

"yeah, before i joined bighit i went to therapy. it didnt do much for me but it did do something." yoongi chimed in. i twiddled my thumbs together. the doctor sighed.

"well, its not my decision to make. i printed a list of recommendations for you, feel free to look over them. i can escort you out whenever your ready" he said. jungkook nodded, and took the papers from him, quickly skimming over them as he stood up.

"thank you, you ready to go jimin?" yoongi asked as he stood up. i nodded,  swung my legs over the hospital bed and stood up.

"alright, the exits just down the hall"

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it was about a week since that happend. i talked to jungkook alot and with the other members. even our managers were pushing me to go. i looked up reviews online of every therapist he recommended, but i still couldny decide wether or not to go. did i ecen deserve help? do i really want the company to waste money on my dumb problems.

the more i looked into it though, the more i wanted to try it. finally i decided to go, and as soon as i spoke the words i had an appointment made.

jungkook came with me for my first session, i trusted him and i needed him to feel comfortable. i held his hand tightly the whole drive there. when our manager let us out of the car and drove away, my nervous trembles turned to visable shaking.

"are you ok?" jungkook asked me softly. i slowly nodded.

"yeah... im just nervous" i replied.

"irs gonna be fine babey, i stay with you the whole time. i promise i wont let feel bad like that again. i promise..."

he placed his hand on my cheek, and leaned in. his soft kiss compleely melted my worried away. it gave me courage. slowly, he pulled away.

"ready to go?" he asked with a reasuring smile. i squeezed his hand, and nodded.

hey sorry the ending was shit, im not good at writing happy things since i never experience them lol. i hope you enjoyed this regardless. thanks for reading!