Y/n is a pediatrician who happens to meet Kim Namjoon of BTS. She struggles with anxiety, eating disorder, PTSD, depression, and self h@rm. Namjoon helps her become more confident as they fall for each other.
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Yoongi's POV: I turned on some music to keep her subconscious mind occupied. I went to her bathroom and cleaned it. I threw out anything that was stained with her blood. I got her new clothes too. It was Joon's hoodie and some sweats.
I changed her. I know that Joon wouldn't love the idea, but she needed to be out of her wet clothes. I kept my eyes off of her. I'm one of her best friends. I would never take advantage of her, especially in her vulnerable state.
I pulled the covers over her and gave her a giant Koya plushie. I knew that Joon's studio helped her sleep, so I found some music that resembled it and hit play. Her eyes closed, but tears were still falling.
I went to grab a chair. When I returned, she was trying to rock herself. Namjoon always rocked her when she was upset. I pulled her into a hug and swayed side to side.
As soon as she fell asleep, I gently placed her on the bed and out of my arms. I sat in the comfortable chair and tried to close my eyes.
I knew that Y/n wanted to be alone for the rest of the day. Something happened and Y/n didn't want Namjoon with her right now. She didn't want anyone. I was lucky to have found her when I did. I can cook, relate, care for, and not suffocate her. That is what she needs right now.
I know how it feels to be treated like glass. I wasn't going to let her feel it. I hope that she finds the courage to tell me what happened.
It was now close to mid day. I went to her kitchen to make her lunch. I grabbed some fruit. I kept them from touching. All of bangtan has noticed that she doesn't like it when her food touches.
Y/n was awake when I walked into her room. "Hey honey."
"Hi oppa. I'm sorry about earlier. You weren't supposed to see that."
"No. I'm glad I was here. I got you some fruit. They didn't touch, don't worry." She slightly smiled as I gave her the plate.
"Thank you oppa."
"Of course.And before you ask, no, I did not tell Namjoon."
"Thank you."
"If you don't mind my asking, what triggered it?"
"I just needed to have control.I said a thing and Namjoon got mad. Then he was called into work. I told him to go."
"What did you say? Normally he doesn't lash out."
"The day when I ignored everyone was also his birthday. I said that I was useless because I didn't tell or text him happy birthday. He didn't mean to yell and scare me. It- it just happened."
"Crap. I didn't tell him either. You made dinner for us though."
"That was just by chance."
"Ok. So how about we go out and pick out something for him?"
"Yeah. Ok. I just need to get dressed." I walked into her living room so she can get dressed.
Y/n's POV: Yoongi oppa really knows what to do. I'm so glad to have a friend who understands how I feel. I quickly got ready
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