𝐌𝐀𝐃 ᵗᵃᵉᵍᵍᵘᵏ

xii.

jimin ran down the sidewalk at a fast speed, ducking past passerby's and avoiding bumping into people. he burst through the doors of a building, skidding past the receptionist's and flying down the hallway, barging into dr. jeon's office panting. he stifled when he noticed a young woman on her knees in front of dr. jeon, her head between his legs as he sat comfortably in his chair, now looking irritated from being disturbed. "i-i'm sorry.." he blinked quickly and slowly backed away, "i didn't mean to interrupt.."

      "it's fine." he heard dr. jeon groan, pushing the girl off him, "get out." he spat at her. jimin blushed as he watched her stand and leave promptly, dr. jeon proceeding to also stand and zip up his pants, "what's so important that you had to crash into my office?"

      "i-is this what you do.." jimin shut his fists, digging his nails into his palms, "brainwash your patients into doing gross things with you?" he gasped softly at the glare dr. jeon was sending his way. he felt a dangerous chill run up his spine as the therapist chuckled, stepping his way, "i.. i didn't mean it that way.."

      "oh, i definitely think you meant it that way, jimin." dr. jeon shoved him against the wall, pressing his hand into the wall next to jimin's face, leaning down to his level, "you brought yourself all the way here, didn't you? why don't you say what's really on your mind."

      jimin shook his head, keeping his gaze on the ground. he couldn't dare look up at him. he yelped when his face was yanked upwards, cheeks being squished together as dr. jeon grasped his jaw, grinning at him. "oh, don't get shy now. say it before i make you continue from where that whore left off."

      "i.. don't want to help you anymore.." he whispered, whimpering as dr. jeon's grip tightened, "i can't do it! taehyung showed me what happens when he takes the medicine.. the medicine you prescribed him! you're drugging him- brainwashing him into doing sexual things for you! you're a monster-!" he was cut off as dr. jeon wrapped his hands around the male's neck, lifting him to the point where he was on his tippy toes. he scratched at dr. jeon's hands, feeling his face heat up from the lack of oxygen.

      his eyes burned as dr. jeon chuckled under his breath, feeling blood drip out of his nose as the therapist let go of his neck, caressing his cheek before stepping back, "i apologize. you're free to go."

      jimin trembled, paralyzed in fear as blood continued dripping from his nose into his mouth. "seriously, you're free to go." dr. jeon egged him on, "don't worry about taehyung anymore, i'll take care of him."

      the younger nodded slowly and peeled himself from the wall, taking slow steps out the door.



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rip the short chapters.