《Unwavering Love | {M.YG}》Chapter 12
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Everything went smoothly after I moved to BTS dorm. There wasn't any suspicious or dangerous events that occured and the BTS members also managed to complete their practices, produced music and stuff.
There was only one thing that hadn't been smooth and that was our sessions. That MR MIN YOON GI had been running away from my sessions.
He made lame excuses like he had practices or he was 'infires' to produce new song or he had to just do something. And when I went to ask the other members, they told me that he was just sleeping.
Seriously?! The main reason I'm here was to help him and i wouldn't let anything get in my way to get my job done. Not even MR MIN YOON GI.
"Do you think you can run away from me forever?" I asked him with my arms folded.
I managed to lock him in the meeting room with the help of the other members and the managers. It took the entire day to actually catch him. I'm not letting anything ruin this moment.
He averted eye contact with me and swallowed his saliva thickly. I pulled my sleeves up and leaned in towards him. His eyes widened when he turned around and saw my face so close up that our noses touched. He backed away a bit and blinked nervously.
It was only the two of us and the door was locked. By me of course. I smirked when I saw his reaction and decided to tease him a bit.
"What are you thinking of, Min Yoon Gi?"
He glanced at me and I licked my lips. He gulped and closed his eyes. I wanted to laugh but I wanted to tease him more so I held it in.
"Why are you closing your eyes? You know now that I look at you closely. That's some sexy lips you got there."
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He snapped his eyes opened and sucked his lips in as if to hide them from me.
Hold it in, Kat. Don't laugh even if he's looking so damn adorable right now.
I breathed in and moved forward. This time he didn't back away or flinch instead he leaned in which caught me off guard. And then he closed his eyes with his lip puckered.
I blinked several times as my heart raced. I was mentally facing a war between myself where I was arguing if I should kiss him or not. I really wasn't expecting him to want it.
Too cute! Does that mean he have feelings for me?! Or is he just playing? Whatever who cares?!
I placed my face nearer to him and we could feel each other's breath. My heart was thumping really loudly that I was sure he could hear it in this very quiet room. But the thing was that his heart was beating very loudly as well. I parted my lips and just as our lips were about to touch, I pinched his nose.
"" he asked while touching his nose.
"Punishment," I told him blankly and stuck my tongue out even though I was dying inside. I should have kissed him but I didn't want to take advantage. I was literally crying inside.
"Let's begin our session."
We were seated in a better formal position with enough personal space. So that we could concentrate.
He pouted and straightened himself up. He really didn't want to talk about it but it's not like I've got a choice either.
It was better than the first session though. He was willing to cooperate although we decided to skip parts where he didn't want to talk about which was like 80% of the topic.
But it's fine. At least there's some improvement and I got to know some facts about him. Once he have enough courage to spill everything out, he will get better. It takes time and patience is the key.
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"Does it occur these days?"
He kept quiet.
"May I know how it started?"
He kept quiet.
"Do you know why you feel depressed?"
He kept quiet.
The things that were necessary we not really said. But I did now that he had faced these before and usually before comebacks according to him. He was willing to share but not much.
"Ok let's end today's session then."
I stacked my papers and placed them neatly in my file. I got up and glanced at him since he was still not standing up. He kind of looked disappointed.
"Sorry," he apologised.
"For?"
""
I shook my head and smiled.
"It takes time. It's fine."
He smiled back although there was still guilt. He scratched his hair and tilted his head. Based on his actions, I knew he wanted to ask something.
"Go ahead."
He blinked his eyes and looked at me confused as if to ask what I meant.
"Feel free to ask me."
He formed an 'o' with his mouth and nodded.
""
I knew what he meant. It was strange for one to actually choose psychotherapist as a career unless they were able to really connect with their clients and understand them for who they are. Unless they had faced it before or their loved ones had....
"My sister faced severe depression. Bullied, shattered dreams and broken heart."
The memories were coming back. It was painful and sad. Large tears brimmed in my eyes but I blinked them away and forced a smile as I looked at him who was worriedly staring at me.
"In the end, she decided to end her life."
""
I shook my head and told him it's fine. But my heart was not. It was aching whenever I remembered it.
"I was too young back then to know what was happening to her. I didn't know she was tearing apart and I-I still couldn't believe that she left just like that."
That was it. I was crying. I cupped my face to hide my tears. I was shaking. I could have stopped her. I could have saved her. If only I knew. But by the time I knew, she was gone. If only... if only, I was there for her when she needed me.
Suddenly I felt warm and safe. I stopped shaking and slowly calmed down. Yoongi embraced me in his arms and held me closely in his chest.
""
I looked up at his face and he looked back at me with a smile. I nodded and wrapped my arms around his waist.
"Thank you. Even though I'm supposed to be the one treating you."
He laughed and I ended up laughing too. Everything felt perfect in his arms.
He placed his forehead against mine and held my chin gently. He stared into my eyes and I ended up staring back into him.
Again, our hearts were thumping loudly.
He tilted his face and leaned in towards me. I was caught off guard and the next thing I knew was that our lips were touching. I didn't know what to do. But it felt right. I closed my eyes and let my instinct control over me.
He led me and it was the perfect kiss that I could ever ask for.
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Author's Note:
Yup. That's all. No tongue twisting and stuff. Ain't no smut involved. Sorry. 😂😂 well anyways, hope you enjoyed reading & if you did, please do vote & comment!! Thank you~
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