Kim Taehyung is a 31 year old therapist. He's great at what he does, the best despite his stern, mature personality. While having all of his patients slowly heal due to his expertise, it seems that his newest patient, 19 year old Jeon Jungkook is ju...
How could he even begin to explain -to such a small child- the circumstances in which he and Taehyung met? They met when he was in a very bad place, and yes, while he considers himself more or less fine now, he knows Taehyung still keeps an eye on him.
Jungsoo wouldn't understand.
"What's up?"
Jungkook looked up from staring at the counter, his attention snapping towards Namjoon, the elder giving him a look of concern. "W-What? Nothing!"
That was a lie. He'd been thinking about What Taehyung needed to tell him, wether it was good or bad. He was also thinking about his father. He hadn't answered Jungsoo's question that morning, because he didn't want to talk about the unfortunate way he met Taehyung.
"Bun, I can tell when you're lying," Namjoon accused, warm eyes holding worry for the younger As he put a tray down. "You can't work if you're not attentive. So Come On, Talk to me."
"Tae said he wants to talk to me later, so I'm anxious About that... and I miss my Father." Jungkook admitted, looking down as he picked the skin around his nails Absentmindedly. "S-Seeing Taehyung and Jungsoo made me realise just how much I missed out on as a child... I, Um, I Know I shouldn't be thinking about him, even after these past Six months, b-but I really did Love him, Hyung. It's Hard to forget about him. I really don't think I can. I still love him so much. You know I do."
Namjoon listened to Jungkook's trembling voice carefully, gently patting the boy's back. "You're allowed to miss him. You loved him despite the bad treatment. As for Taehyung, I'm sure it's not bad news. Maybe he wants to talk about The future between you?" He shrugged. "Maybe it could be about your therapy?"
Jungkook bit his lip, knowing that Namjoon was most likely right. "I think you're right," he mumbled, eyes shining slightly as he looked up. "You're so smart, hyungie."
"I Know." Grinning, Namjoon pat the younger's head as he picked up his tray once more. "Now come on, those drinks won't make themselves. Jin won't be happy if you're slacking."
Jungkook smiled slightly, taking a deep breath before nodding. His Hyung always knew how to cheer him up. "Okay!"
