[COMPLETED] "Is HE in here.. in this room, Taehyung?" The psychiatrist asked
"Say NO" I didn't even look at HIM and blindly followed HIS command
"No"
(A/N : This book might not be something you'd wanna read, or were looking for. Don't fucking star...
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Third person p.o.v
"So?" Taehyung looked at Dr.Lee, hopefully
"You look great." He pulled his thumbs up and smiled warmly.
"You look like a fucking clown." Taehyung ignored Jungkook's remark and walked towards the mirror "Are you sure? Does it not look a little funky?" Taehyung asked while moving his hands through his red locks.
"Why don't you ask it to yourself? Others opinion doesn't matter." Dr.Lee said
"I personally think that I look great." Taehyung said boldly and smiled at himself before turning to face Dr.Lee
"That's the spirit, now how about we have some ice cream? NEW HAIR COLOUR CELEBRATION." Dr.Lee whisper yelled in joy while clapping his hands
"This is not a date what the fuck"
"Sure" Taehyung smiled and followed his psychiatrist out of the salon "So? Do you know any Ice cream parlour here?" Taehyung asked
"No, let's find one." Dr.Lee sat on his bicycle, Taehyung followed his actions.
"Do I have to run again?" Jungkook asked as he tried to sit on the backseat of the bicycle "FUCK" he cursed as he failed for the 5th time that day.
"Let's go." The older male started peddling "The race is still on." He yelled as his cycle pulled out of the Salon's main gate
Taehyung smiled and followed Dr.Lee
"HELLO~ I'M STILL HERE."
________________ Taehyung's p.o.v
"I feel good." I jumped on the bed as I fell on my stomach, covering my face in the pillows.
Today was great, Dr.Lee seems so good. Maybe he did all this because he wants me to open up more, I know I should.... But I'm just not ready.
We really had fun though, Dr.Lee has a great personality, and I now realise why he really is named as one of the 'best psychiatrist' in South Korea.
I don't think, what we did today was counted as a session, but he said that it was one. It's okay, no wonder I'm dumb enough to realise things.
"You looked like a fucking teenage girl who got an opportunity to sit besides her crush" Jungkook sat on the chair besides my bed
I mimicked him with an ugly face and looked aside before rolling my eyes
Wait
He wasn't able to sit on the backseat of the bicycle, but he can sit anywhere in my room
"How did you do that?" I asked as I sat up on the bed
"Do what?"
"Sit on that Chair?" I raised my eyebrows in confusion
"Dude- I literally sit here everyday." Jungkook rolled his eyes
"Exactly, then why weren't you able to sit on the bicycle? You can sit on the chairs at my work place too, and-and at bus stop. And-"
"Taehyung, You're over thin-" Jungkook wasn't able to complete his sentence as his butt landed on the floor. His body had just surpassed the chair, what the?
"J-jungkook?" Okay but now I'm really scared... what even?
"Taehyung, don't think a lot. Just let it go." Jungkook said with a panicked expression. I don't get it, how did he surpass the chair all of a sudden?
Wait
Am I really hallucinating?
"Jungkook... you work on my brain cells? I-you-I-"
"NO, you're not hallucinating Taehyung. I'm real, listen to me-"
"Can you try to sit on the chair again?" I asked ignoring his protests. If what I'm thinking is real then I'd be 80% sure that Jungkook is just my imagination.
"No" his eyes widened with fear "Taehyung please"
"You're only around me when I'm thinking of you. You're not there when I wake up or fall asleep, Jung-"
"Taehyung you're not hallucinating, listen to me-"
"NO. I now understand why Dr.Lee wanted you to not go with us, he was indirectly asking me to not think of you." And again, everything made sense.
Jungkook used to disappear when I got engaged in work or studies, but he would reappear when I'm looking for him or wonder where he could be.
Even today, I didn't want Jungkook to sit behind me on the bicycle, so he wasn't able to. And now, I didn't want him to sit on the chair, and that's why his body didn't show any sign of mass and he fell.
"Please sit on the chair Jungkook."
"Taehyung, remember how we met? I was here, since the day I went in coma. I was here, I was with Jimin, for a month. Did you not think of me for once, during that period? I'm not your imagination Taehyung. In the spam of that time, I had realised that no one was able to see me... but then you-"
"STOP, I never thought of you Jungkook. Not even once." I lied.
I mean, yes I used to think of him all the damned time, but I had already assumed that he was dead. And-and I never felt guilty, I did regret what happened but I never blamed it on myself. But that day- the day I met Jungkook, I felt guilty, I wanted to tell someone about the sin I had committed. And- and fuck- FUCK FUCK FUCK. It's all messed up, Jungkook isn't really here, or is he?
"Taeh-"
"Please sit on the chair, Jungkook."
And he did, because I wanted him to. He was able to sit, because I wanted him to.
Jungkook is not real, and now I'm 80% sure about it.
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