Most Beautiful Moment in Life: An Epic Jikook Love Story ✔

Chapter Fifteen: You Are the Sun

Trigger Warnings for this Chapter: 

References to Anorexia (Support and Help from Friends)

Exercise Addiction (Support and Help from Friends)

Adult Language (As Always)

Jimin:

Jimin looked around confused at first...it was totally dark and he wasn't in his own bed. As Namjoon's snores settled into his brain, he realized he had fallen asleep in Jungkook's bed, and apparently slept all day.

The memory of the doctor's appt and the conversations of the day before arrived to his sleepy brain and he groaned. Deep shame passed over him, and then anger again. It's my body, he thought fiercely. He looked over at the clock, it was 4 am.

He slipped out of Namjoon's room and into his own, grabbed a sweatshirt and sweatpants and his running shoes. He laced up silently at the door.

"Jimin," Jungkook was calling him from the couch. "What are you doing? Jimin!" Jimin paused...trembling..suddenly realizing how angry Jungkook would be. He froze.

Jungkook:

A rustle broke through his sleep and he turned over... a minute later he opened his eyes, realized Jimin sat at the door, lacing up his running shoes.

"Jimin, what are you doing? Jimin!" He struggled to get up. He would not let this boy slip out the door and kill himself after another missed meal! He scrambled over to his side, rubbing his eyes, "Jimin, please, please don't go." He was in tears suddenly. "Stay, just stay with me, I don't want you to go! Please, just come lay on the couch with me."

Jimin seemed to melt at Jungkook's tears. "Okay," he was saying, and pushing off his shoes. "Okay." 

Jimin:

Jungkook took his small hand in his larger one and led him back to the couch, rubbing his eyes. Jimin felt sheepish and yet, Jungkook wasn't yelling at him. He was looking at him now, in the darkness, in a burning way. He pulled off Jimin's sweatshirt, his thin white tee riding up his body briefly before falling back down. Jungkook had hand on Jimin's arm, and stepped close to him, his hand coming up to Jimin's jawline, suddenly kissing him and encircling Jimin's waist, drawing him closer still.

"Do you know who you are to me, Park Jimin?" Jimin stared at him dumbfounded. His heart surged for Jungkook. Pounded. He shook his head.

"You are the sun," Jungkook's deep voice said impactfully. "You shine like the sun. You light up everyone around you. You show us all how to love ourselves more and yet ..." his voice was suddenly sad. "You don't love yourself, and you won't let me love you."

Jimin's heart fell, his breath caught: "Jungkookie... I ... I love you." He said finally. "And," he took a breath, "I want you to love me. I want to...to let you love me."

"Then you need to shine, my sunbeam," said Jungkook pleadingly. "You need energy and strength and life." He looked Jimin straight in the eyes. "I love you because of you, not because of how you look, do you hear me? I love you because of.." he swallowed, searching for the right words... "because of how you make me feel." He said finally. "When you laugh, when we dance, when you are eating and drinking and being alive. Not when you are starving and punishing yourself."

Jimin swallowed, and yet, the words somehow were what he had longed to hear. Jungkook held him tightly. "Promise me, you will try Jimin., and I'll show you the Jimin I see."

Jimin nodded, wordlessly, and let himself be led over to the couch, let himself be tucked into Jungkook's arms. He didn't fall back asleep but Jungkook did, and Jimin didn't move, letting Jungkook's warm breath and chest falling relax him. Jungkook wants me to be happy. He thought. And he laid there and let himself be happy for a while.

Hobi got up a bit later, met Jimin's eyes in Jungkook's passive frame. "Well, you should either get up or get ready to explain yourself to everyone." He said as he sipped his coffee. Jimin just groaned and hid under the cover.

A minute later Jin walked out of his bedroom and into the bathroom sleepily. Jimin scrambled out from under the covers and sat at the counter with JHope.

RM walked in a few minutes later, looked at Jungkook on the couch asleep and the other two at the counter.

"Um, Jimin, can you come in here and talk to me for a few minutes?"

Jimin's heart pounded, wondering what the leader was about to say.

"Look, Jungkook says we should lay off and try to help you relax and feel good. And I understand you don't want the other members to worry." Namjoon was near him suddenly, though, arm around him... "But you have to see a therapist, Jimin, okay, and work with a nutritionist. Promise me you will try on your own to get better with this."

Jimin nodded, miserable but backed into a corner. He knew Namjoon and Jungkook would never let him relax if he didn't do therapy. He met the leader's eyes: "I will try, Hyung, okay? I promise."

Namjoon turned to face him, grabbing his shoulder. "Everyone loves YOU, Jimin, no matter how much you weigh. Everyone loves you, do you hear me?" He hugged his little brother suddenly. "Promise me you will behave while I am gone?" Jimin detected a slight twinkle in his eye, and blushed and nodded.

"I promise, Hyung," he said.

"Now, go wake everyone up and tell them to get their asses moving," said Namjoon, "but first, eat breakfast!"

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Jungkook:

In the next few days, they started to realize things that helped Jimin eat. Taehyung was right, dumplings worked. They seemed to order them every day now. Tae would sit next to Jimin on the couch. He would feed Jimin a dumpling, and then he would feed himself one. Tae was so pure-hearted and made Jimin relaxed and happy and Jimin would share the whole order with him. Jungkook watched this interaction with a mixture of gratitude and jealousy toward Taehyung.

Fried chicken worked too. Especially when you fed it to him. And sweets, and fruit..

Namjoon was right, too. If they got a glass of wine into Jimin as they stood around the dance studio after practice, Jimin was likely to snack on the fruit table that now got continuously refreshed and then come with them to dinner instead of staying late to practice. 

 A flush of color and a hint of roundness began to return to Jimin's face...