taehyung.
inhale, exhale. inhale, exhale. i can do this. i can control my feelings. i can do what i want. "sir, drop the fork!" security yells. i look down at the damage i caused to my arm. there were multiple, bleeding holes. did i feel pain? slightly. who told me to do this? me. correction, the voices.
the door to the lunchroom burst open. "baby, listen. this isn't okay, you're not yourself!" jeongguk yelled. how did he get here? he started walking over to me, past the frightened people, "give me the fork. you can trust me." i felt tears gathering in my eyes. dropping the fork, i threw myself into his arms.
"shh, tae," he whispered in my ear, "it's gonna be alright."
"i-im so scared. i c-can't stop listenting to the v-voices," i sobbed. "i know, my love, i know. but these people are trying to help and you have to let them if you want to come home," he rubbed the small of my back.
listen.
he wouldn't lie to me.
listen.
he knows what's best.
listen.
they all want to help.
"don't listen to him! jeongguk is bad!"
listen.
my head is scolding me.
listen.
they want me to trust them, not jeongguk.
listen.
i don't care.
"get out of my head!"
listen.
listen.
listen.
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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🏹
