"Do you have a scheduled appointment?" Kun asks, skimming the paper on his clipboard. "N-not exactly. He just told me to come here." Taeyong explains, starting to slightly worry.
"Oh, I see. You're Taeyong, correct?"
What?
"Did he tell y—"
"Yes he did. Now his office is on the 3rd floor and on your immediate left."
Kun clicks his pen and points back behind him, revealing a elevator to Taeyong and the male nods, thanking him before hurrying to said elevator.
He quickly pushes the button up, a jittery feeling in his stomach. He hasn't exactly met the guy face-to-face, considering he was shitfaced the other night.
The elevator dings and the door opens, letting Taeyong step in and click the button to the third floor. He doesn't notice the male on his right considering, like himself, they have their hood up over their face.
Floor 1
Floor 2
Floor 3
And once again the door opens and both males step out and Taeyong has to remind himself of which room is Jaehyuns.
He turns to the left and is met with a oak swinging door with the name Jung Jaehyun carved into a gold plate next to it.
He knocks, not knowing if he's in there when he feels hands on his shoulder and someone pull down his hood. "E-excuse me—" Taeyong whips around quickly, only to be faced with the guy on the elevator.
"You're in my way."
Taeyong gulps before backing up, not looking at the males face at all until he hears laughing.
The guy's laughing?
"Wow you're not very good at this." Mystery guy pulls at his hood, revealing his face. Taeyongs eyes immediately widen, seeing the guy's face triggering several memories from last night.
"Jaehyun." He whispers hoarsely and Jaehyun laughs again, the angelic noise bringing Taeyong back to his senses. "Come in, I don't bite..."
"...Unless you want me to."
Taeyong twitches, following the younger male into the office. It's not huge but it's not small either, and has a couch and several chairs scattered about and a large coffee table on one side.
"Have a seat and we'll get started." Jaehyun motions to a seat, taking his office swivel chair and sitting down in it as Taeyong takes a seat on the couch.
"Alright so I'm going to have to ask you about your family history." Jaehyun takes his clipboard and pins a sheet to it, quickly scribbling down some notes.
"Wow uhh this is going to be confusing." Taeyong chuckles and crosses his legs, staring up at the cieling.
"I was adopted, I lived at the foster center until I was 13 and finally, when the workers themselves we're about to give up on me, I was taken in by a small family that was just 3 people, including boy that was 5 years older than me."
"Both my parents died semi-recently, my mother from Alzheimers and my dad committed suicide, having not been able to handle being alone."
Taeyong spills out everything while Jaehyun listens, occasionally writing down a note or two.
"My brother recently got in a drug cartel that he can't really come back from, so that's another minus. And my fish died! It wasn't necessary to just up and die on me but it happened!"
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Fanfiction"Okay then. I'm Dr. Jung, I'll be your psychiatrist from now on." Where Taeyong is found broken and alone and Jaehyun helps him put the pieces back together. °°°°° °Mentions of drugs/overdosage/suicide/illnesses °Hi this is placed in America so no f...
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