I sipped my mug that was filled with hot chocolate.

It felt odd today. Not the drink but the feeling of the atmosphere.

My head wandered back to what had happened last night. Taehyung. Getting angry. Leaving.

I worry about him too much, Hyeon said.

But it's true. I do worry about him. He's sick and he's going through really tough times. How could I not?

I was snapped out of my thoughts and glanced at my phone.

I immediately typed Taehyung a text.

'Look, I'm sorry about last night. I just didn't want you to feel down about it. I'm really sorry.'

My thumb ghosted over the send button as I hesitated.

I pressed send eventually only to have him see it but not reply until seconds after.

'I'm heading over to your office for my appointment. Let's just get this over with so I'm not another one of your problems too. :)'

I could tell that smiley face he added at the end was false. He was acting cold and it stung.

I scoffed and set my phone down. "If he wants to be difficult then so be it." I muttered.

~

The door opened carefully then shut close. I didn't bother looking up as I heard him sit on the chair.

"So, anything you'd like to know doctor?" He was speaking formally and I could hear the coldness in his tone.

"Taehyung, stop acting like this. I said I was sorry-" He clenched his jaw before answering me rudely.

"We don't have time for apologies. I just want this over and-"

"No! No, you listen here! I keep saying I'm sorry but you're being a jackass and not accepting it!" I yelled and stood up from my chair.

He abruptly stood up and pushed his chair back. His chair roughly hitting the wall.

"Ji Sung. Just stop it okay? Just stop everything and pretend like we don't even know eachother!" He yelled and I dared to stare at his eyes.

His usual brown orbs were now turning to black ones.

And before I knew it, I was being pushed. Pushed back in my chair and my head hitting the wall.

I stumbled to the ground and held my head. I scraped my arm from my desk which left a huge gash.

"W-What the fuck, Kim Taehyung!" I screamed.

I watched as 2 body guards bursted in and took both of Taehyung's arms and escorting him out.

What the hell was that? WHO the hell was that?

I rubbed my head and groaned as I felt a huge migraine over coming.

~
I felt better now. I guess a couple pain reliever pills could help. Other than the gash, I wasn't seriously injured.

I sighed and sat on my bed, staring at my phone that was sitting on the bedside table.

No messages from Taehyung yet.

I picked up my phone and typed a text.

'What the hell Taehyung? What happened?'

'I'm sorry.'

'Who was that? I know Taehyung wouldn't hurt me. He wouldn't hurt me at all.'

'Do you believe me?'

'What?'

'That was V.'

A/N~ I TRIED MAKING THIS LONG AND GOOD BUT IT JUST TURNED INTO TRASH! IM THE WORST AT UPDATING, I KNOW. MIANHE BUT SARANGHAEEEE <3