Help Me

Chapter 20

Y/n's POV:
"Stop trying to turn them against me. You are making everything up, so you can get attention. Stop making me look bad Y/n." He kept hitting and kicking me. I stayed silent. I never faked anything. I had to protect my siblings. I started crying.

I woke up gasping for air. My cheeks were wet along with the rest of me from my perspiration. "Why are you still torturing me?" I sobbed into my hands. That's when my door opened. I gasped.

"Y/n, it's Joon. I heard you scream. Are you okay?" He walked over and held me. He started rocking me back and forth in his arm. He was whispering, "In. and Out" coaching my breathing.

When I calmed down, he kept rocking, but stopped telling me when to breathe. "Baby, what happened?"

"It was just a bad dream."

"Don't downplay this baby. I heard you screaming through the walls." He sounded so calm. He wasn't disappointed that I wasn't completely honest.

"You had a nightmare babygirl. If you want to tell me what it was about, then you can. But I want you to know, that you don't have to tell me. We can sit right here if you want."

"Can we just sit?"

"Of course" he kissed the top of my head and continued rocking.

(15 minutes later)
"It was him"

"Your father?"

I nodded. "He kept saying that I was attention seeking. He wouldn't stop beating me." I started crying again.

"Shh. Shh. Baby, it wasn't real. It was a dream."

"But it was real. It just didn't happen today."

"He's out of your life. You have me and the other guys who can protect you. Your subconscious is reliving it. I don't know why, but it should go away. Okay?"

"What if they don't" I questioned unhopeful.

"They will. And if they don't, then I'll be here to hold you every time."

"Okay. Thank you Joonie. I love you."

"I love you too babygirl." He held me tighter to his chest.

"Joon?" He hummed in response. "Can we lay down?"

"Sure" I started to play with his fingers. "What do you want babygirl?" I shook my head. "You don't have to lie." I let go of his hand. He was lying on his back and wearing a t-shirt.

I got down from his chest. I turned on my side to lay my head on his chest. I put my arm under his shirt to feel his body warmth. I heard him chuckle, then he sat up. "If that's what you wanted, all you had to do was ask." He pulled off his shirt and lied back down. I shyly hid my face in his chest.

"Why did you want my shirt off."

"When I was a kid, I was severely touch starved. I moved here a long time ago and you're my first boyfriend. Imagine how touch starved I truly am. Also... you're warm."

He held me tighter as he chuckled. "You won't have to be touch starved anymore baby. Let's try to get some sleep okay? I can stay home if you want me to."

"No. I've already made plans to hangout with Jimin and Jin oppa. Sleep does sound nice though."

"Good night baby. I love you." He kissed my forehead.

"I love you too Joonie. Good night."

(Arriving at BigHit)
"Hey Y/n"

"Hi Jimin"

"Jin's already waiting for us."

"Have fun princess."

"I will." I kissed his cheek and went with Jimin.

"Are you nervous?"

"What do you think? I'm about to tell Jin oppa that I don't eat. How would you feel?"

"True. I didn't tell him, he just found out about me by himself. But Y/n, he'll understand. I promise." I nodded in response.

"Hey Y/n, Jimin. What's up?"

"We need to talk hyung." Jin oppa furrowed his brows in confusion.

"What about?"

"I don't know how to start the conversation" I quietly told Jimin

"You're the one that cooks the most, right hyung."

"Yeah. Why?"

"I need help... with food" I said timidly

"You don't know how to cook?"

"No I can cook. Umm... it's more of the eating part." I looked down and started fiddling with my fingers.

"So that's why you and Jimin were spending time together yesterday. I assume he already told you what I did for him." I nodded. "Does Namjoon know?"

"NO! Please don't tell him."

"I won't." He said, calming some of my nerves.

"I told her that she could either tell you or hyung about it. If she didn't tell either of you, I would tell both. She chose you." Jimin explained

"I don't want to put this burden on him after everything else. It's too much."

"As long as you have help, I don't care who knows. I'm glad you told me sweetheart." Jin stood up and hugged me. "I love cooking. I can make your meals and make sure you eat them."

"How?"

"You, Jimin, and I are going to group face time at dinner. The meals are big, but low calorie. If you don't finish it, that's okay. Your stomach is small, due to the little food that you consume.

As long as you eat until your full, I'll be proud. You're very strong Y/n. Many people never take the initiative to get better."

"You can thank Jimin for that."

"No. You told me. You didn't have to. You made the decision Y/n." Jin oppa said. "Most people restrict food for control. Now you can control it in a different way."

"Yeah. I hope I can do it."

"You can. You have support. We'll be your rock."

I pulled Jimin and Jin oppa into a group hug. "Thank you. Both of you. I couldn't do this without you."

The rest of the day was uneventful. They were doing choreography. I caught up on some much needed sleep in Joonie's studio. He had a lot of BT21 plushies and a really soft blanket that I snuggled with.

When I woke up, I was in Joon's arms as he swayed back and forth. We went home and had a movie night. He carried me to bed after the movie ended, carful not to wake my sleeping figure. If only the night, were as nice as the day.