Fifteen hours until midnight.
"Mr. Kang?"
Taehyun snapped out of his daze. "Sorry, um, can you repeat that, please?"
"What is your relationship to the patient?"
"Co-worker."
"You can be honest with me. I am obligated, by law, to keep all information disclosed in this room private."
Taehyun stared at the floor. "Partner."
"Romantic or business?"
"Romantic."
The man nodded, scribbling something into his notes. "And how long have you known the patient?"
"About four years." Taehyun's eyes drifted to the black and gold nameplate on the psychiatrist's desk. "How do you pronounce that?"
"Arjun Bhatt."
"How long ago did you move to Korea?"
"I was born here."
"Oh. Sorry."
"Don't worry about it." Dr. Bhatt set his pen down. "I get that question a lot."
"No, I- that was really insensitive of me; I'm sorry."
He smiled. "It's quite alright, Taehyun. Have you or a family member ever been diagnosed with ADHD?"
Taehyun shook his head. "No."
"Okay. The receptionist will give you a few forms to work on while I meet with your manager and Jihun-ssi. These are to rule out any other possible causes of Beomgyu's ADHD symptoms before we start the official diagnosis process."
"How long will it take? For him to get diagnosed?"
"I'll go over that later. Can you send in your sunbaenims on the way out?"
***
Taehyun handed the receptionist his clipboard and forms before taking a seat next to Beomgyu in the waiting area. He limply rested his head on the older boy's shoulder. "You create so many problems for me."
"Sorry."
He immediately felt guilty and tilted his head up to kiss Beomgyu's cheek. "Don't be. My body decided it likes you, so I'm stuck."
"You're stuck with me?"
"Yeah," Taehyun smiled. "I'm stuck with you."
Beomgyu clenched his fists, looking down. "Is it bad that I'm hoping Yeonjun hyung was right? I know it's terrible to want something to be wrong with me, but at the same time, I feel like it'd be nice to have an explanation for why I am the way I am."
"It's okay to feel like that."
"I want to go home," Beomgyu whispered.
"We will, in a bit. Just a few more tests."
***
"Mr. Kang?" Dr. Bhatt stood up. "You left one unanswered."
"I-" Taehyun glanced at the four others in the psychiatrist's office.
Beomgyu gave him a quizzical look.
"You okay?" Jihun asked, crossing his arms anxiously.
"He's fine. Taehyun, go finish the forms." Belift's manager stared at Jihun, her expression softening. "Do you want to get coffee after this?"
"I have work. Maybe another day."
"Ah. I forgot I had a meeting with the CEO." She checked her phone. "Good call."
