voices | taegi [completed]

twenty two

trigger warning

— 3rd

after the delicious lunch, the boys on duty start to clean up.
tae wasn't, so he quickly slipped into the bathroom.
dropping to his knees in front of the toilet bowl.

he immediately pushes two fingers into his mouth, shoving them deeper.
gagging horribly, tae continues to pushes his fingers down until he feels food rising.
a few tears escapes his eyes as the boy pukes out his digested food.

his tears mixes in with the vomit and bile rises up.
tae forcefully pukes out everything that he had eaten for lunch.
feeling satisfied, tae flushes the toilet and quickly freshens up.

the grey haired male steps out of the toilet and into the hallway.
everyone was ready to go, everyone that is except him.

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"come on baby." yoongi says softly to tae.

tae gulps nervously and fiddles with the sleeves of his sweater.
yoongi sighs softly and wraps his arms around tae's waist.
the group leads the small male into the clinic.

in the clinic, they are met with clean whitewashed walls.
everything was neatly arranged and beautifully cleaned.
their manager and namjoon walk over to the front desk to enquire about their appointment.

"right this way sir." the lady at the front desk shows tae the door to the office.

tae looks back at his members and his manager with pleading eyes.
begging them to allow him to not go in.
yoongi walks over to his baby and caresses his cheeks, that are now horribly hollow.

"baby, angel, go in for one session. please angel, for me." yoongi whispers as they connect their foreheads together.

tae sighs softly.
his sighs comes out broken, vulnerable and full of fear.

"i-i'm s-s-scared yoonie." tae whispers.

"you'll be alright baby. we'll all be right here, outside. it's just one hour kitten." yoongi explains and pecks tae's lips.

"o-okay." tae gives in.

yoongi releases his hold and smiles softly at tae.
the smaller male wobbles and walks into the office looking and feeling scared as ever.
he takes a deep breath and sits down in front of the desk.

"hello there. i'm mr lee." the doctor smiles.

tae smiles back, a small smile plays on his lips.
he doesn't feel one bit comfortable with this man.
he just gives off a eerily, creepy feeling that has tae on the edge.
although mr lee was quite good looking, with strong features and maybe a little older than tae, he still, already, doesn't like him.

"h-hi. i-i'm t-taehyung."

"good, now taehyung tell me about yourself." mr lee says softly as he stands up and leads tae towards a couch in the room.

"i-i um. i'm 23. i-i r-really l-l-like cu-cuddles, h-hugs, m-my b-boyfriend's s-s-sweaters. i-i'm p-part of a k-korean b-boy band c-called bts." tae says with a shaky breath.