TOUCH (KNJ)

TWELVE

Taehyung had been observing Ivy for the past month very carefully. Of course he had to work closely with her but she seemed different now that Namjoon had taken a break. He was the main author of the company and if he had a setback or writer's block, it would completely ruin his career and the company's sales so right after he submitted the final draft of the book he was writing last, he took off to his friend's place and had everyone promise him that it remains confidential. By confidential, he had of course meant that nobody tells Ivy because nobody else at the company was bothered enough except her. 

This friend of Namjoon was unknown to the company but he always visited them whenever something happened so it was pretty obvious something had happened because of Ivy. 

Taehyung steps into her office with light footsteps trying not to catch her attention so she wouldn't give him another task of going around the company. He was partially scared because she wasn't authoritative like before but now whenever she looked at Taehyung he could see the glint in her eyes missing. Lack of sleep visible in her appearance and obviously because all of her work was updated and a step ahead. It was very much clear that she wasn't okay and the little boy was afraid he'd overstep some boundary if he questioned so he let her be.  

"I know you're here, I'm not giving you another task, you can have the rest of the day to yourself." She states with looking up and then turns her chair around, grabbing her back to go out for lunch. 

"Ivy?" he calls, scared but willing to try and get her back to what she used to be. 

"Yeah?" she asks looking at him and the boy could've sworn he didn't recognize her. 

"Are you okay?" he asks crossing his fingers behind his back. 

"Don't worry, I won't go all crazy on you, I was just bored and thought of completing my work." 

"Oh," this was not what he was expecting but it was better than seeing somebody you work with for hours change into something they aren't. At least, she talked. 

Yeah, take care Tae. Take the day off, get yourself a massage or something," she pats her head lovingly before leaving him standing there alone at the door. 

Her heels clank against the pavement as she walks out of the building and towards the clinic she booked herself an appointment yesterday. She open the door and is greeted by a pretty lady at the help desk. She walks up to her and rests her forearms on the counter. 

"Good evening, I booked myself an appointment for Dr. Min?"the lady nods and hands her a prescription sheet, pointing to the door at her left. Ivy frowns at the silent treatement but knocks on the door anyway. A faint 'come in' is heard from the other side and she swings the door open revealing a quite pretty man, sitting on a couch with his legs crossed over one another. 

"Good evening, You're Miss Ivy if I'm not wrong?" He asks in a low register voice accompanied by a heavy and fairly adorable accent, skimming through a bunch of papers. She nods, striding forward and into the room, closing the door behind her. 

"Good evening, and yes it's Ivy." He nods, gesturing to the couch opposite him. 

"Okay Ivy, my name is Min Yoongi, you can call me Mr. Min or Yoongi whatever suits you best. I'll be your therapist which you must be already aware of. I would like to tell you that this a completely confidential and safe environment. You will not be judged on basis of anything and you're free to say whatever you want." He smiles warmly at her, resting his hands on his crossed legs. 

"Okay, thanks I guess?" she says awkwardly and he chuckles lightly. 

"So I read your problem description, you're insomniac?" he questions looking up through his glasses.