UNTHERAPY || KTH ☠︎

⁰²⁹ | insanity

In your mind, you go to a cliff and throw the key from there.

You're going to find it the moment your exams are over, the contract with Dr. Kim is over. The day you will get paid your second salary.

Everything will be within your reach then. You don't want to be stupid and hurt yourself twice.

You turn off the lights, make yourself a cup of tea and sit by your brother on the couch, trying to make sense of the stupid characters.

The door clicks open and Namjoon and Leena stride in.

Your eyes go wide at something strange perched on the top of Namjoon's head. The shadow of his head scares you. You're not sure what is happening.

Is this one of your sleep paralysis?

"What the he-"

Leena turns on the light and your eyes finally see colour.

Mohawk.

"Surprise!" Namjoon yells happily as he shows you his hair. You observe in absolute horror as your mouth falls open like a duck.

"What happened?" You breathe in shock. At the sound of your tone, San Ji looks up and his eyes catch sight of Namjoon too.

"Why are you carrying a pigeon on your head?" He asks as he turns back to the TV. A disinterested look in his eyes.

Namjoon looks at you first and then at San Ji.

"Okay.. either, these guys are not reacting well or you reacted just too well." Namjoon turns to Leena with narrowed eyes.

She laughs as she carries a bunch of shopping bags in and sits next to you.

"What's wrong with you, Y/N? Don't you like his hairstyle?"

"That's an absolute joke and I have nothing more to say. I'd rather cut off my head and carry it in my arms than walk around with that hairstyle." You respond with a laugh.

Namjoon's shoulders slump and he files into the living room, closing the door behind him.

He stares at you with an open mouth and then finally says, "You're just jealous."

"Of you? If I were a clown, I would be. You'd be a tough competition after all."

"Says the girl with hair as good as a termite infested log."

"That's yours at the moment." You pull your knees up to your chest as you blow on your tea.

He opens his mouth and then closes it only to hit his thighs with his fist. "Damn it."

Leena turns to you with her eyebrows furrowed. "You seriously don't like it?"

"Girl, if that's gonna help you climax, sure." You roll your eyes, "Who cares what I like on your boyfriend." She guffaws and shakes her head.

"No, but seriously?"

"Leena, sweetie. I think you are amazing. Rip your good taste." You pat her thigh and she takes the tea from your hand, sipping on it she checks Namjoon out with starry eyes.