Requested by @writerwisegirl
warning: eating disorders
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"I'm worried about you," Jin said. In all of Taehyung's years of knowing him, he had never seen Jin look so scared. "Please, tell me what's going on with you."
Taehyung twisted his lips into a smile. "Everything's okay. I don't need your help."
"I..." Jin looked taken back. He closed his mouth, a hurt look in his eyes.
"I'm fine. Leave me alone."
Taehyung slammed the door shut in Jin's face. Moments later, he heard Jin slowly shuffle away. He felt bad, he really did. But he didn't need anybody else interfering in his personal life. He knew everybody meant well.
But good intentions didn't equal positive actions in his eyes.
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Hoseok glanced at Taehyung. Taehyung made a point of putting his phone in front of his face to ignore him.
"Taehyung," he said.
Taehyung didn't reply.
"Please Taehyung, listen," he said again.
Taehyung pretended he hadn't heard him.
"Tae-"
"He's talking to you Taehyung. Show some respect," Yoongi snapped. He shot Taehyung a glare.
"What?" Taehyung automatically asked. He glanced up at Hoseok. He didn't expect such a hurt look on his hyung's face.
"I... did not have... did you eat anything?"
"I did, yeah."
Hoseok narrowed his eyes. He could see right through Taehyung's flimsy lies. But he only sighed and didn't try to argue.
"I did," Taehyung said. "Two slices of bread and a banana."
"That's not enough to last you through a whole day."
Taehyung shrugged. "Too bad."
Hoseok lowered his head. He couldn't snap at Taehyung like Yoongi was doing. Underneath everything, he was so, so worried. Things were spiraling downwards for Taehyung. He needed all the support that he could get.
Taehyung looked nonchalant. He didn't seem to notice how high the tension in the room was. He continued scrolling and typing whatever he did on his phone.
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His eyes red with frustration, Taehyung clasped his hands close to his chest. Inside, the guilt that he felt towards Hoseok was immense. But he didn't show a single drop of it on his face.
Hoseok glanced at him several times throughout the day, as if to ask and exclaim, "I was just trying to help!" and "Are you okay? Won't you please let me help you?"
Taehyung felt terrible. But when he needed their understanding the most, they said that he was being irrational with his decisions. They never praised his weight loss, but rather his weight gain when he slipped up. He felt like a dog who was forced to do ridiculous tricks.
Taehyung wasn't rude, he didn't want to be either. But if it meant pushing everybody away just so he could have comfort looking at himself in the mirror, he would do so. He wanted to be alone.
Alone in this miserable trek down a cliff. The end result was unhappiness. Taehyung knew that, but he didn't care.
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