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Yoongi's eyes widen when he sees Jeongguk walking into the clinic, but he stops short when he sees Doyun following him in. Jeongguk turns to the taller man, hugging him before pulling away.
"Okay, go ahead," Doyun says waving him on. His eyes find Yoongi, his glare cold as he approaches the front desk.
"Doyun," Yoongi says standing, bowing his head at him.
"Sit down," Doyun says, glaring down at him after he takes his seat. "The only reason I'm not kicking your ass right now is because he begged me not to. But, Yoongi, you have one more fucking time to hurt his feelings. One time—and I swear to god I'm gonna make you wish you were never fucking born. Got it?"
"I got it," Yoongi says. "I-I didn't mean~"
"I don't give a shit," Doyun spits. "Watch yourself."
Yoongi nods, biting his tongue as Doyun looks at him in disgust before walking away and leaving the clinic. He sighs when he's gone, standing and walking to Jeongguk's room.
"You sicced Doyun on me?" He asks from the doorframe.
"I don't want to talk to you," Jeongguk says pulling his shirt over his head before closing his closet.
"Where were you? I was worried sick about you," Yoongi says earning an eye roll from the younger. "I'm serious."
"You were worried sick about me? When exactly?" Jeongguk asks looking at him in exaggerated confusion. "When you weren't screwing Jimin, I'm assuming?"
"Why can't you just act like an adult for once in your life, Jeongguk," Yoongi says. "This isn't about Jimin, I was worried about you. Are you using again?"
"You don't get to ask me shit like that," Jeongguk says sitting down on his bed. "Leave me alone and don't talk to me unless it's about work. Actually, no, don't fucking talk to me at all. If I need to know something tell Doyun."
"So, what, you're back to being Doyun's little bitch now?" Yoongi asks. "Is that what's happening?"
"Leave me alone, Yoongi," Jeongguk says, trying to ignore him as he looks over his notes. "I'm not kidding."
"Why are you acting like this?" Yoongi asks. "Because of Jimin? Really?"
"You don't understand," Jeongguk says without looking up.
"How can you be jealous, Jeongguk? How is that fair?" Yoongi asks. "I didn't freak out like this when you started dating Taehyung."
"That's different," Jeongguk says, finally looking up at Yoongi with a hurt expression.
"How?" Yoongi asks. "You get do whatever you want but the second I do something I want Doyun is telling me he's going to make me wish I was never born? How is that fair?"
"If Taehyung did half the shit to you that Jimin's done to me I wouldn't have even looked his way, Yoongi," Jeongguk says, his voice shaking as he tries to combat his emotions. "You didn't even consider my feelings~"
"All I fucking do is consider your feelings, Jeongguk," Yoongi says. "You need to realize that not everything is about you."
"Just leave me alone," Jeongguk says looking away to hide the tears in his eyes.
"You and Doyun show up hand in hand but you have a problem with me seeing Jimin?" Yoongi says. "How does that make any sense? What's the difference between what Doyun's done and what Jimin's done?"
"The difference is I protect you from Doyun," Jeongguk says, he didn't want to keep arguing but he also wanted to get his point across.
"I beg to differ," Yoongi says. "You're just controlling as hell, Jeongguk, that's why nothing ever works out for you."
"Okay," Jeongguk says, biting his lip as he tries to read his notes through the tears in his eyes.
"Whatever," Yoongi mumbles before leaving, slamming the door shut.
Jeongguk sighs, wiping his eyes when he's gone. He just wanted to go one day without crying, just one.
On top of the emotional turmoil caused by Yoongi, he also has Taehyung to worry about. He was afraid to face him after their last fight, even though he had proof that he wasn't on anything.
He's mentally drained and it's barely noon.
~
"I just took it yesterday, they're all negative,"
Taehyung nods as Jeongguk shows him the pictures of his drug test.
"You don't have to prove anything to me, Jeongguk, I believe you," He says looking up at him. "I'm sorry I reacted the way I did, I panicked. I didn't know what to do."
"I panicked too," Jeongguk sighs. "I should've just been honest instead of walking out."
"I'm glad you came back," Taehyung says stepping forward and hugging him, laying his head in the crook of his neck. "I was so scared."
"I'm sorry you were scared," Jeongguk says hugging him back. "I don't want to keep fighting, Tae. It's not good for either of us."
"I know," Taehyung says. "I need to go back to therapy. I have so much shit to figure out still."
"We both do," Jeongguk says pulling away from the hug enough to look a Taehyung. "In the meantime can we both just agree to not be so mean to each other."
"Yes," Taehyung says. "I promise."
"Me too," Jeongguk smiles, leaning in and kissing him softly. "I love you."
"I love you too," He says before pulling away from the hug. "Let's watch a movie. Your pick."
"No, you pick," Jeongguk says following him to the living room. "I hate picking."
"Okay," Taehyung laughs as they sit down together on the couch, cuddling up with each other before looking for a movie to pass the time.
Jeongguk feels more content now than he has with Taehyung in weeks. It felt good to be honest with him about his history of drug addiction. It felt good to talk about it being in his past, especially when everyone else in his life was making it a part of his present.
He just wanted to move on...
~
"We haven't talked in so long,"
"I know, it's been ages,"
Taehyung sits down across from Jimin, feeling a bit anxious about being back after so long.
"Tell me how you've been," Jimin says, the enthusiasm in his tone sounding a bit practiced. "I haven't heard from you since your contract with Jeongguk was terminated."
"Has it been that long?" Taehyung asks.
"It has," Jimin says looking down at the clipboard in his lap before meeting Taehyung's eyes. "How are things with Namjoon?"
"Oh, uhm, I'm not seeing him anymore," Taehyung says. "I was actually hoping to get some help in other areas."
"Okay," Jimin nods. "I'm listening."
"I've been drinking a lot lately," Taehyung says. "I didn't think it was a problem at first but it's starting to affect my relationships with other people now."
"Affecting them negatively?" Jimin asks.
"Yeah," Taehyung answers. "I don't want to drink, but it helps on the bad days."
"Helps what?" Jimin asks as he writes something down on his clipboard.
"It just helps me not to feel so bad," Taehyung says. "Whenever I'm anxious or sad it makes me feel better."
"That's understandable, trauma increases the risk of alcohol abuse," Jimin says. "Considering the level of trauma that you had to endure I'm not surprised that you're turning to substances to cope."
Taehyung nods, letting Jimin continue.
"Have you abused substances in the past, that you're aware of?" He asks.
"No," Taehyung says shaking his head. "It's never been this bad."
"I just want you to know that this isn't something that's out of the ordinary," Jimin says looking at him. "You know, you're father recently got out of prison, you just left a long-term relationship. Those are life-changing events. And because you are so vulnerable to substance abuse right now, even the small things can make you turn to alcohol."
"Right," Taehyung nods.
"What I would recommend is that you maybe look into some AA meetings in your area, as well as medication to treat your anxiety and other symptoms that you are trying to treat by self-medicating," Jimin nods. "I can refer you to a specialist if you don't have a regular doctor."
"That would be great," Taehyung nods, watching Jimin write down a few things.
"I will send over those referrals tonight and you should hear something back by tomorrow afternoon," He says looking up at him, offering a small smile. "If that's all you have for me today I won't keep you."
"Thank you, Jimin," Taehyung says standing with him. "You always help me out so much."
"That's what I'm here for," Jimin says shaking his hand. "Don't hesitate to call if you need anything, okay? And come see me again next week."
"I will," Taehyung smiles before leaving the room. He feels better now that he was taking steps in the right direction when it came to his mental and physical health.
It finally felt like his life was somewhat on the right track again.
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