Taekook oneshots

Therapists

The noise of a rusted knife trailing against a paint-chipped bloody wall was heard. A sinister smile was playing on the two boy's face which was half masked by a mask on their faces.

"How dare you try to touch him hmm? You knew from the start he's ours, but still you had the audacity to touch him. Don't you deserve this pretty knife twirling inside your stomach until you pass out?" One of thr boy says, his voice dropping lower each second.

There was another boy who was backing away.

"Oh no! Don't back now! You should've thought about this before touching him and hurting him! You know he cried! You made my love cry. You're gonna pay for it" The another masked boy grabs the other boy's ankles before shoving his rusted knife down the boys throat, twirling it around.

Painful screams were echoing through the old building.

"Aish! You died so easily" The masked boy mumbles as he chops the body and transfers it to his men to dispose off.

"He's ours. No one dares to touch him or hurt him. We're gonna destroy every aspect to keep him loved and protected" The masked boys turn around and face me.

I freak out as I turn around and I try to run away, but unfortunately they grabbed me by my waist.

"Baby bear? What are you doing here hmm? Didn't we say you're not supposed to follow us? Tsk tsk can't even follow a simple rule. But don't worry, we'll make you learn them all over again" Their smirk was back on his face again.
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"That's it?" I sigh and nod.

"Many people say I watch too many movies and it's all my imagination" I look up to my therapist.

"Its not your imagination taehyung if you're dreaming about someone's death very vividly and you remember all what was said. I'm not a hundred percent sure but these are not lucid dreams if you're getting them every night. Maybe the person you see, the one who is killing loves you? I mean like a mate or something?"

I raise my eyebrows.

"That's something new. All my old therapists never said that nor they listened to me properly"

"They didn't listened to you because they're assholes" I giggle, making him smile.

"Anything else you wanna tell taehyungie?" I think and after a few seconds I nod.

"Sure go ahead. I'll be listening" I nod again.

"So the thing is I'm never able to see the faces of anyone either its the boys killing or the person who is dying. Sometimes I even see two boys masked boys, slicing the person's head. Its very scary for me to watch. I've tried saying to myself its a dream and I try to wake up but I never wake up until the boys look at me and they chase after me."

I let my body loose in the chair.

"I think those boys are probably twins? I'm not sure though" He takes a look at his clipboard.

"Tae? You're 18. But you still haven't found your mate"

"Yeah its weird don't you think. Every one finds their mate at the age of 10"

"Can you show me your mate symbol?" I was a little sceptical of showing my mate symbol but I felt safe with him, so I did.

I place my wrist on his palm as he looked at the initials.

'Jjk jjk'

"Hmm I was right, you have two mates." I frown. Is he a palm reader or something.