#open.taeyeol

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--- sometimes it alarmed him with just how often he seemed to go to bed sad. tonight would have been one of those nights if a friend hadn’t called him up, seemingly in a worse mood than himself. so now, taeyeol sat in his friend’s living room, exhausted but here. “so what’s going on?” he asks softly, therapist voice taking over as he tried to mask any sign of his exhaustion.

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--- “i meant it when i said i wasn’t interested in dating so can you please stop bringing the subject up?” he wasn’t exactly snapping at the other, but he was rather tired of always being questioned about it. “you sound like my brother.”

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--- “can you please stop asking me all these questions? they’re a little personal and i thought i was the therapist here.” taeyeol sighs softly, looking away from his friend, anywhere but at them. questions about taeyeol’s love life had arise and that wasn’t exactly something he wished to talk about.