taehyung
"now tell me, kim taehyung. why did you stop taking your meds?" i was nervous. why did i stop? "i'm not so sure." "did someone tell you to stop?" he asked. "now that i think about it, yes." i told my psychiatrist. "who?" i sighed, heart pounding. "th-the voices. the people in m-my dreams t-too," i said, depression plastered on my face. "when was the last time you took them?" he questioned. "i can't remember."
that was a lie.
i stopped when i left jeongguk. they told me i should feel guilty; the voices told me. they asked me questions like how i got my bruises. they knew. it was all staged, they were coming back for me, creeping into my mind. tried to comfort me just to consume my head with psychotic thoughts.
"mr. kim?" he interrupted my thoughts. "mhm?" "we're putting you in a treatment center. you remember what happened last time you went off your meds right?" "yes sir," i replied. "okay, we'll give you 24 hours to pack up and say your farewells. understood?" he asked. i nodded in response, paying more attention to the demons swimming around in my head.
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Fanfiction"ㅡhow many slaps is it going to take for you to leave him?" in which kim taehyung and jeon jeongguk have a broken relationship. lowercase intended. ©relativelyguk🏹
