𝐌𝐀𝐃 ᵗᵃᵉᵍᵍᵘᵏ

vii.

taehyung groaned loudly when the school bell drilled overhead, covering his ears and setting his forehead down on the table, trying to use the desk's coldness to sooth his raging headache. ever since the previous meeting with his psychologist he'd been having terrible headaches, migraines even, rendering his body weak and always feeling sick. he stayed that way as the students left the room, leaving him alone for a few moments before jimin poked his head into the classroom, calling out for his friend.

"are you okay?" jimin approached taehyung, "you've been pretty quiet, which is really unlike you.. i mean usually you're just loud and rude and threatening." he giggled and ducked from the incoming smack, pulling the brunet out of his chair.

they walked down the emptying halls in silence, taehyung keeping his breathing steady as he looked at the ground. he hadn't been feeling alright. it was a feeling he just couldn't shake away. "not really.. can we talk about it?" he tucked some of his hair behind his ears.

jimin stopped, a surprised look on his face, "taehyung? is that you? you're being.. nice and expressive." he put on a grin and caught up with taehyung, tapping him gently on the arm, "of course, though, what's up?"

"i think there's something wrong with my therapist. he's just really.. i don't know, he's really strange. i don't think i feel comfortable when i'm with him."

they left the school and began walking down the street, fixing the collar of their jackets to protect them from the wind. taehyung stared up at the sky; it was a cloudy day; all grey and looking like it was going to rain. he sighed. dr. jeon gave him the week to allow himself to get used to the medicine, although the more he took them, the more he realized how odd things became; blacking out, so nauseated he could throw up. he'd feel so vulnerable, so powerless, especially when he woke up on the ground panting and sweating. he groaned and checked his phone, dreading the reminder that he had another session that day.

"what has he done to make you feel uncomfortable?" jimin eyed his friend guiltily, a hint of worry in his voice.

"he keeps touching me in all these weird places." taehyung hugged himself, rubbing his arms, "i know he's a therapist but it's.. kind of weird when he's feeling my chest and my junk, you know? he's supposed to be helping me with my anger, not touching me.."

"he's feeling you up?" the younger frowned and took a cookie out from his pocket, taking a big bite and offering some to taehyung who declined, "did you get hard when he touched your junk?"

taehyung smacked his friend and rolled his eyes, releasing an angry sigh, "i'm being serious, jimin, he makes me really uncomfortable. and no, i didn't get hard, you dumbass." he ran a hand through his hair, "how are you so calm about this? i thought you would've been as worried as me. and now i have another session with him.. fuck.."

jimin lowered his eyes and bit his lip. "well how about this: you record your conversation and then i come over and listen to it with you afterwards. how's that sound?" jimin rubbed his friend's arm, hoping to give him some reassurance. "i'll bring some snacks too."

taehyung stared at him skeptically, "thanks, i guess.." he murmured before watching his friend skip away.

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i had to leave in the iconic scene of jimin pulling a cookie from his pocket. i had to.

joce: this man has a lawsuit coming for him...hoooo boy....