Two weeks had gone by since the numbing medicine had been given to the sick man. Fourteen days were much more eventful than those others the man had been heavily medicated. Change wasn't drastic but it was visible. Despite not really showing it, there was a certainty that the man was becoming affected by things again. The barking of the dog was an example, he no longer ignored as easily as before. Now when ever the pup barked for too long, he got hit with the cushion that was launched by the mad man. Since the dog was the first progress, the doctor in charge decided to lead his research with that. 

"Greet it."

Yoongi looked down to the curly hair spinning around in circles hoping to catch it's very small tail. He looked to the doctor completely expressionless but Jimin was aware of what he was trying to say. The mad man communicated with his gaze that he thought the whole exercise to be ridiculous and that he should be let go of this punishment. 

"Holly!" Jimin screamed and the dog stopped. "Yoongi, greet Holly as would a human please."

The mad man looked to the dog for a second. Teeth were peeking out of the animal's small mouth as it prepared it's weapon in case of defense. Holly was yelled at for such action. Once the pup stayed calm and still, Yoongi did what he knew was expect of him. He held out his hand, stared the dog in the eye, and then was given a paw on top of his palm.

"Yes! Just like that!" Jimin clapped as he praised not only Yoongi but his dog as well. He rose from his spot once the two disbanded their shake to fetch the dog a treat and some reward for Yoongi as well. 

Holly was awarded a treat from a bag which was too high up for him ever to reach. With a happy walk, the pup strolled out of the kitchen where he passed Yoongi whose reward was being prepared. The mad man watched as his doctor fetched out a key to open a cabinet where the expensive flavors for the coffee maker hid away from him. He waited for them to be set out before closing in on the doctor. He placed himself right behind the doctor, to watch him choose. 

At the close presence behind him, Jimin tensed but tried his hardest to not show it. He could feel eyes watching the slightest movements he made as he hovered above the choice of flavors. The lingering was long for a well thought out choice was being decided. In the doctor's head it was the one deserved but when he was stopped from picking it up, he knew Yoongi was thinking otherwise. 

Yoongi's hand held the wrist of the doctor just in time before he could place a finger on the flavor he did not desire. He pressed himself against the doctor and held his lips close to the ear of the superior. 

"I never said I wanted that."

"You don't get to choose."

"Then why did you hesitate?"

The lingering before choosing was something the doctor regretted doing for it could proved Yoongi right. He had indeed been trying to please the sick man by picking out something he thought he might enjoy. Jimin felt remorse for his action since now he'd have to explain his way out of it to seem in charge once again although physical it was seeming he wasn't.

"Yoongi, please step back and away."

Yoongi did quite the opposite. He put pressure by pushing Jimin against the counter even more and brought his lips to graze the cartilage of the ear. The doctor struggled but the man did nothing to relieve him of the displeasure, instead he added to it. 

"Why would you I want something sweet?" He asked as picked up the caramel packet that was going to be his reward. "I like bitter remember?"

Jimin indeed recalled that sweetness was not favorable to the taste buds of the patient but he'd chosen it for a reason. Perhaps Yoongi did not like the sweetness because he'd never really gotten a real taste of it. 

"I am aware. Now move back, this isn't appropriate."

The doctor had expected more of a fight but Yoongi backed down immediately. He stepped out of the room and with him went the packaging that was suppose to be his reward in a drink. Jimin stayed in the kitchen trying to bring down his heart beat from it's high. He waited to be completely normal once more before going to question the mad man. Yoongi had disappeared from clear view which meant Jimin was forced to intrude into the bedroom of his. He knocked on the wooden door, announced his presence, and stepped in to find no one. 

Jimin looked about to see if Yoongi were sitting elsewhere in the room despite the only place there was for sitting was the bed in the middle of the room. He had found before that Yoongi didn't like the bed for his bottom all that much sometimes. On several occasion in the past week he had caught the male resting on the floor in different parts of the room. Jimin questioned him the last time he'd found him resting with his back against the bed while staring the wall. 'It's different.' Yoongi said. The door to the bedroom was closed and the one across it was opened. 

As predicted Yoongi was found in the bedroom of the doctor, sitting on the chair the man used to as storage. The shirts he had laying on it at one point were set down on the bed to make room for Yoongi to sit. Unlike most time, the male was not still, at least not the platform he sat on. The brown chair which purpose was to be for using the computer was being spun about. Yoongi was shrunk on it, knees to his chest while he stilled on it. 

"Why?" Jimin asked. He made his way over to stop the motion for he was getting dizzy just watching.

"It's different."

The mad man replied with a straight face. He looked back down to his feet where he kept his gaze. Jimin was going to end the conversation there since he'd gotten his answer, however he decided he wanted more than just an answer as he'd been settling for. 

"Different from what Yoongi?"

Yoongi shrugged. "Reality."

At the response the doctor raised an eyebrow. He tried relating or thinking of how to before asking for more of an elaboration. How could spinning in a chair or sitting with one's back to a bed be different from reality? Jimin thought long and hard but before he could come to sort of logical explanation Yoongi spoke up. 

"When do you spin around that is not in your head? When do you not feel as though you are sitting in an odd place that is not your head?" 

The words hung in the air for their impact had been too strong for a response to be given right away. Jimin wanted to speak right after them but he couldn't for they made sense. Never did he spin his body about but in his mind it had happened so many times before. Moments had happened in which he felt as though the thoughts in his head turned to a spiral whirlpool he could not stop, all he could do was wait for it to be over. He also thought to all the odd positions he'd found Yoongi sitting before, they were also true to his word. Never had Jimin found himself sitting with his legs against the wall, however in his mind he had in a way. When the mind filled itself with strange things one as human cannot not fully comprehend it did just that. Those thoughts sat about one's brain oddly and that is why the human cannot understand them, because they're not sitting as they should be. 

"So...you want to sit and do as one would normally not?"

"Like thoughts."

The doctor left his patient to be on his own so he could be too. He sat himself on the chair which the mad man loved to watch the sunset and thought of what he had been taught. The desires of the sick were taken into consideration which led the doctor wanting to fulfill them. 

~'~'~'

Hope you enjoyed!

{Ciel1l}