Author's note: Bold means the words are in Korean

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Yoongi walked into the room and stood beside me. He glanced at me before turning his head to Bang PD-nim.

"," he spoke in Korean. He sounded rather pissed but remained polite.

I vaguely heard what he said. Not because of my poor Korean language skills. The times I had spent watching Korean dramas were useful as I caught on some of the words he said. But it was rather because he looked so dazzling just standing there. I could not take my eyes off him and I still could not believe that Min Yoon Gi was right there.

""

Ok. I have no idea what that meant but Yoongi's face slightly darkened. I observed his face closely and realised that he was exhausted and looked weak.

"," a familiar voice was heard. I recognised him immediately when I saw his head pooping out behind Yoongi. Kim Namjoon aka Rap Monster.

He waved at me when he noticed my presence and flashed his smile which made his dimples appear. I nodded my head to greet him back. He must be accompanying Yoongi to meet their boss. I did not understand what they were saying. Language barrier is definitely a huge obstacle in achieving smooth communication.

"" Yoongi exploded. His face was burning red with steam rising from his head.

I did not know what they were saying but I was pretty sure that Yoongi was mad. He must really hate it when people poke their noses in his business. That was the conclusion I came up with.

But it was a very enjoyable sight. His charms seemed to have increased. He looked way hotter when he is angry. I just wanted to squeal and hug him tightly.

"I'm really sorry, Ms Claire but you will need to figure out how to treat him fast."

I snapped out it my fangirl mode when I heard Bang PD-nim's request. Him?

"" Yoongi shouted and stomped out of the room.

He was really pissed and he wanted to be alone. He was completely done with everything. I could tell. It is best to leave him. When someone is angry, it is best to give them the space and time for them to cool off.

But somehow, without me knowing, I grabbed his wrist which prevented him from taking any further steps. "Breathe," I told him.

He understood what I said and did exactly as I told him. He managed to calm himself down but I could tell that he was still furious.

I found my patient.

He bit his lower lip and looked at me awkwardly. He must have been a bit flustered by his own actions. He swallowed his saliva and a sigh parted his lips.

"Miss-umm- Doctor. You need leave. I fine. Nothing wrong," he tried his best to speak English. His charms increased by 1000 times. He sounded so adorable. 'No.1 churros in the world' flashed in my mind when he said that. So cute!

But that did not mean I was planning to leave. This boy seemed to think of this as a normal occurrence. I wondered how many times he had faced such disorder before. This is seriously bad.

I stood up from my chair. My hand was still holding onto his. I couldn't believe I managed to control my feels all this while.

"Mr Min Yoongi. Depression is not something you have to be embarrassed about and it is not something that should be taken lightly."

I know he did not understand what I was saying. Namjoon did his best in translating but I knew that it was not perfect. Not all words could be translated and not all translations produced the same meaning.

I took his other hand as well and held them together. I looked him in his eyes and smiled.

"I'm a professional psychotherapist so ."

I felt extremely proud of myself when I said the last three words in Korean. I spoke it fluently and looked really professional. I didn't look weird at all. Mission accomplished.

He nodded in response. He's so obedient and shy. Depression must have been something that he was never confident to talk about. Is this really that swagger Agust D who rapped about his tongue technology? Coz this side of him was just too adorable for me to handle.

Afterwards, everything settled down and Yoongi took a seat beside me while Namjoon sat at the side near Bang PD-nim.

Yoongi had his head down ever since he sat beside me. He did frequently take quick glances at me but his head was lowered most of the time.

I still could not believe that I held his hand and now he is sitting beside me. If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up.

Bang PD-nim passed me a file and intertwined his fingers. I flipped it open and saw the patient profile. Patient name: Min Yoon Gi.

"The profile we sent was fake because we could not let this reach to the media. I had informed Dr. Williams as well so do not worry," he explained.

I took note of it as I read the profile. And just as I thought, he was once diagnosed with severe depression. I knew about it when I heard the interview but I didn't know it was this serious. He faced social anxiety as well and now depression seemed to be kicking in again. But there was another problem.

I closed the file and straightened myself up in my seat. "But I do not know how to speak in Korean."

Handling such cases require a lot of trust and interaction. Translation would just cause distortion when conversing. People with depression do not really like to share their honest opinions with more than one person. Having someone translating would just destroy the main purpose of the bonding which is crucial for treatment.

And knowing Yoongi, it would be difficult just to get him speak his true feelings.

"Don't worry. We had thought about it," he said as he took out a box from his drawer. He opened and showed it to us. It was a pair of in-ear device that translates foreign language. He really prepared a lot.

I took one piece and placed it in my ear while Yoongi took the other and did the same. I thought I should try it out so I faced him.

"Hi, I'm Katherine Claire. You can call me Kat."

He stared at me blankly and after a few minutes, he flinched due to shock. A tint of pink appeared on his cheeks. He looked so adorable. My heart couldn't take it. He must have been shocked by the sudden translation played in his ear.

The ear piece took a while to translate my words. He blinked his eyes and remained focused as he listened to the translation.

"Hi Kat. I'm Min Yoon Gi and you can call me Yoongi. Sorry for just now."

"Okay, Yoongi. No worries."

I knew exactly what he said. I didn't need to wait for the earpiece to translate that for me. A small smile formed on his face. I could feel my heart beating faster. He really looked good with a smile which soon fainted away.

I wished it lasted longer but I was not in the position to order. He was still not pleased with the overall situation. He just gave in since he did not have a choice.

Nonetheless, he's my patient and I was determined to treat him. I'll make sure he did not regret his decision.