I sighed and opened the door. Taehyung was sitting on his bed and this time, observing me. I quickly walked to my bedside and lifted up the heavy mattress. I pulled out the wooden box I made and unlocked it with the key I carried around my neck. There was at least a hundred pills inside, all of them being there when I didn't need them. I spat out the pills I had inside my mouth in my hand and I put in in the box. I locked the box back and noticed Taehyung still staring at me. I lifted the heavy mattress and put the box back under it. "You should drink your meds." He softly spoke. "They don't help." I said as I adjusted the mattress back onto it's place, but I couldn't get it positioned completely back in, some edges lifting up from the others. I tried to force it back to its place but that didn't work too. "Not like that." He said and voluntarily got up to help me. He kneeled down next to me, still keeping his distance. My hands instantly flinched as I got a closer view of his hands. He softly pushed the mattress further from himself and lightly pressed it down as the mattress softly slipped in back to its place. "Not everything is dealt with force." He said and quickly got up to wipe his hands onto his antibacterial wipes he always carried inside his pockets.

"Thanks, rat." I said in an unusual endearing way that made the whole sentence seem completely ironic. A giggle escaped his lips that didn't match his cried out eyes. He walked to the window as I subtly observed him the entire time, waiting for him to notice that his "letter" is missing. But he didn't look to his drawer at all. He was watering his daisies and re positioning them to fit the places his troubled OCD mind pictured. I sat in silence, pretending to draw. We did our own thing, separated. I missed his dumb questions and things he wanted to get my attention with.

We both slightly flinched when each of our concentration was broken by a knock on the door. It was one of the nurses, gently opening the door and peeking their head in. "Hey guys, some of us are about to take a walk around the garden to watch the sunset, want to join us?" I looked at Taehyung, waiting for his response. He nodded in affirmation and got up. I looked at him and got up too. "You're going too?" He asked. "Yeah, why? I want some fresh air, what's the deal?" I asked, in a slightly panicked tone that desperately tried to stay stone cold. "Nothing, I'm glad you're coming." He said in a calm tone. He seemed quite distant, meaning the his pills started working. I sighed and followed him and the nurse to the hallway. We went down the hallway where Sana was, standing with a few of the patients on this ward. She was surprised to see me come to. "I thought you hated walking in the garden, observing the sunset." Sana spoke. "I do hate sunsets." I lied, in a completely numb tone. Taehyung observed me with a stare I couldn't really describe or know. Numb yet soulful, or perhaps casual but with a hint of a endearing emotion.

sorry 🥺 i was busy watching Penthouse how are you guys??