It took only two steps back into the apartment for there to be a break in the silenced peace that resonated between the doctor and his patient. The doctor, still feeling uneasy from just about everything of his trip let out a frustrated sigh that expressed the emotions of his patient.

"Don't you dare go yelling orders at me again." Jimin snapped. "I'm the one in charge between us, don't you forget that."

For the first time Yoongi got a glimpse of strong authority from his doctor, he wasn't sure if he liked it but he was definitely enjoying it. The man's glowing face with the furrowing of his eyes brows made the mad man want to push limits. A sudden urge to see more of this side to the doctor overcame the patient.

"Is that really why you're mad at me? Is it not because I walked in with Mr.Jung while you and Jungkook were having trouble keeping your hands to yourselves?"

"We were just kissing-"

"Right in front of the boss so shamelessly like you did not respect the fact that the room which belongs to him is for working not smooching. And so what if I demanded we go? Would you have I rather sit there to watch you both continue to share tongues?"

If it physically possible, smoke would be emitting from Jimin's head about now. Yoongi sat down on his usual spot on the sofa. The dog, Holly, had not even bothered to bark at him. It was like the pet too knew it was not the time for if he did he could be the one to snap his owner. Jimin was glaring strongly before he yelled out a few words.

"No, but that gave you no right to do what you did!"

Yoongi shrugged, seeming unfazed by everything. "It's not like he was doing a good job either way. You settle for low doctor."

"Excuse me?"

A push of an inch more had been done to the doctor. Jimin stood completely shocked along with other emotions he was unable to express. It was all too much for him so he stopped himself from doing anything except watch as his patient stood to get behind him. The mad man's body pushed behind him until he was at last against the sofa staring down at his dog without being able to mutter anything. Yoongi was close, far too close. His breath was on Jimin's neck.

"I said your boy toy sucks. I saw the way he was holding you and how he was trying to be pleasing, it was sloppy." By now hands were rubbing up and down the doctor's arms. "Don't be mad at me for something I can do perfectly and he can't."

"Are you trying to say you're better?"

"I am."

"I am, I'm better."

Jimin didn't know what to say. A tension spread about the atmosphere between the two. The dog himself seem to have feel thing turn all sorts of directions that he ran. Up the stairs the brown ball of curly hairs on four legs went, moving away to avoid collateral damage. It was as sharp as a butcher's knife, the atmosphere. There was worry to even inhale a little too much oxygen in case something were to set off. Jimin felt this way, he was becoming scared.

"Do you remember how I said I killed that boy?" Yoongi spoke up at last. "The one with fingers that would gracefully move along the old keyboard which he revived from a junkyard? He had nothing going for him. There was nothing charming about him except for the fact that his thin long fingers could move on white keys to let out a loving sound to a sleeping town of the hurt, abused, and dying."

"Why are you telling me this?" Jimin struggled to get those words out. He was still being firmly pressed against the couch with no sign of release anytime soon. Yoongi's breath was still present on his neck as he said those words with a tone that frightened.

"Because you question me doctor. You wanted to test me didn't you? Well now I want to test you with a story so let me finish. This boy, K let's call him. He was not so attractive. K was a skinny boy with a mind that I didn't get to know well because most of the time he could not voice his opinion. His mouth was either occupied screaming my name or having me in it. Do you think it was wrong for me to do that? To stand in power with him, so much that it led him to his death?"

Jimin was confused and frightened. He didn't understand why this was all happening. Composure was being held but for how much longer the doctor could not tell. The story was honestly sending him to a dark place with feelings like the ones he felt when first hearing of a poor soul that had been victim to Yoongi. He didn't know why, so he didn't answer for there were no clear thoughts to the question. Silence was present for about a minute until all the sudden Jimin let out a grunt from the movements that forced him to his patient. Now he was standing, still pressed against Yoongi, staring at his wondering face.

"What's wrong?" The mad man grinned. "Did I frighten you?"

"N-No." Jimin lied. "You've got me off guard, that is all. Now Yoongi please let go of me so we can both get some rest."

The mad man wasn't done, not yet. There was still a want, an urge, to push for more. Yoongi had tried one thing that hadn't gotten him far, now he wanted to try another. He leaned in, just enough that he could see into the doctor's eyes. There was perfect vision of his eyes, perfect distance for lips to graze each other as one spoke.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to test--no I would like to prove something."

"Yoongi this is inappr-"

"When this is over, I want you try again. Tell me after just whose done a better job so that I can prove to you that I am better."

Jimin struggled to contain his shaking but now as well his breath. It was like the oxygen he had now would not leave him for it had become trapped in his throat. Yoongi was looking back with an intimating gaze that screamed of authority and lust.

The doctor didn't know what to do except still himself as the mad man showed just why he called himself better.

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Snow day so there might be an update tmm as well.

Hope you enjoyed!

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