Mirrored Therapy (K.TH)

3.This pain

⚠trigger warning⚠
Contains signs of depression
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.・゜゜・
        𝓟𝓪𝓲𝓷. 𝓐 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓷
                                                   .・゜゜・

"I will be asking few questions and As i said earlier, try to share your thoughts and problems. I know it might be a little hard but trust me I'm all ears and be a good help to you. " To that he nodded

"Do you feel any pressure right now"i asked

"Yes" He replied with a stern face.
His reply was very direct, he didn't even hesitate a bit.

"Do you?" He asked, man spreading his legs and leaned a little forward smirking and looking directly into my soul.

*i am jungshoooketh!!! *

"What?" I ask still being jungshooketh

I didn't expect such a question come out of his mouth,why is he asking me the question I asked him? I can tell that he's amused by my confused reaction.

To which this mf had to just repeat himself but instead he pulled my chair towards his closing the gap between us
My legs were trapped in between his and .......

"I am pretty sure he could hear my heart that is beating as fast as a bullet train

That sharp knife against my skin that can smoothly cut through the skin with a very small pressure, that smirk on his beautiful soft face makes him look like a beast... Like a psycho...
The tension between us is similar yet not similar , i should not have the feelings that I'm feeling now , idk what it is..
....
....

Confused? Sad? Happy? Angry?.......... Love??? ...

(a/n: imagine taehyung looking at you like this)

My mind isn't even working anymore but
I'm so confused because like what? What is even going on here??
My body isn't even reacting due to this shock.

There's a sharp cold metal pressed on my neck. I don't have to look down to my neck to look at the small scar that is going to be marked on my skin. It's pressed slightly into my skin not enough to kill me or make a ghastly cut but it's enough to leave a small mark. Small sweat droplets are forming on my forehead, my body is still confused as to whether be hot due this closeness between us or turn completely ice cold as there's a freaking knife pressed onto my skin.

When did he even reach out to the surgical knife on my table??,it's either his reflexes are super fast or the utter shock I'm in right now made me not realize anything or it could be when i was so deeply thinking about his stupid question.

He then leaned into my ear still keeping that knife in contact with my skin and whispered in his deep husky voice....

"Do you feel any pressure right now? "

*yes you handsome boy yessss!!!*

"N-No" I said as firmly as possible. Truly i was intimidated, my soul left my body , hope i didn't show all that on my face.

*How can someone not feel pressed when there a knife placed on your skin, and a handsome as hell psycho is having a stare down contest with you being that close!!!! *

To which he chuckled and said
"okay, I'm sorry for this" He gave his soft eyes.
Gave that damn boxy smile.

*huh? Huhhhh??? What!!! How!? How did he change like that? So fast! *

A minute ago he's behaving like a wild animal on loose and now he turned into a soft cinnamon roll.

He looks uncomfortable now.
Seriously after all that little murderous approach you did there??!?!?

"What was that for? " I asked him sounding completely serious.

"What" He asked giving me those pearly eyes.

" That stare! , that knife!, why? "I moved a little farther away from him
I can't even form proper sentences due to this shock.

" You asked me and i answered you" He said monotonically

"I don't understand what does this have be connected with the question I've asked" I said in an angry tone, clearly i was raging right now.

He looked at me then looked down and continued..

"pressure.......yes i feel it, infact I've been feeling it these past two years, It feels like a knife is constantly on my skin ready to cut through me, the eyes that stare so intimidatingly at me that it feels like my entire body, organs, blood, veins everything has come to a halt. Should i be scared or be guilty or be Happy that I'm still alive? I don't know!! I don't understand!!! I don't know anymore" He said pulling his hood up and lowering his head.

He's in pain. A pain that cannot be seen.

I've treated a few patients before with various psychological problems through therapies, counselling and more,few were easy but some, struggled to explain how they felt, it was tough for me to figure our their problem sometimes..... But this guy here, he practically showed me, made me experience everything he wanted to talk about. This is something so new to me and I'm genuinely scared whether i could be of any help to him or not.

I'm concerned about what's going to happen in the future..

[Hello my lovely readers :)
how did you like this chapter?

So taehyung character seems a bit sketchy isn't?

Well we'll see what's going to happen ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°) ]