Fake It...Easy, Right? [DISCONTINUED]

SEVEN

Jins POV

I woke up pretty early as usual, around seven thirty, yawning and stretching while giving myself a second to come to. I slowly opened my eyes to see that Jimin wasn't by me anymore, looking around confused, I figured he went to his or Yoongi's room.

I groaned and got up, looking at the others cuddling up on the couch together and smiling before I went to the kitchen. I thought about the foods everyone liked, well everyone likes everything I cook, but I wanted to figure one meal out for sure.

Deciding to make pancakes and bacon, I grabbed a couple pans and got the pancake mix out as well as the bacon, starting on breakfast.

By eight, most of the others were piling into the kitchen, waiting for breakfast to be done. The only ones I noticed still missing were Yoongi and Jimin, figures. I better let them have time to themselves before I drag them down to eat, though. And soon enough, I fed the other four before walking up to find the two.

Yoongi and I's room door was open slightly, and I'm not one for peeping but...just this once. I looked in through the gap to see Yoongi still asleep on his bed and Jimin cuddling beside him, caressing his hair and making little swirls on the elders cheek with his thumb. I smiled softly to myself, thankfully Jimin was turned away, otherwise he would've seen me and stopped. I didn't wanna ruin this moment.

But it did stike some thought. I know all the boys, including myself, care about Yoongi and want him to get better. But Jimin acts a bit different towards the boy. He seems...so much more loving, on a level that I could understand because I feel the same way with J-. I shake my head and turn away, I may just be overthinking. I knock quietly on the door and open it, whispering breakfast was ready before heading back down and eating.

Yoongis POV

I was woken up by a constant nudging, then gentle shaking. I realized it must be someone trying to wake me up. Groaning, I turned the other way to try going back to sleep unbothered, but the other wasn't having it.

"Yoongi, you need to get up. Jin made breakfast, everyone's eating. We should go get something too."
Jimin, I recognized, said.

Breakfast...just the thought of it makes me really queasy. I've been, somewhat trying to eat more lately, but it doesn't help with the fact even thinking about food makes me wanna go puke. I was shaken a bit more before I finally sighed and fluttered my eyes open, rubbing them before looking over at Jimin.

"Yeah, yeah...give me a second. You can go down first, I'll be there soon." I got up and headed to my closet to get a change of clothes before going to the bathroom. Though, before I could even grab the handle, my wrist was caught by a smaller hand.

I looked at the boy's hand then up at him, his eyes specifically. That feeling...I was getting it again and I didn't like it, I couldn't...I couldn't handle feeling it again. I quickly turned my gaze away and tried to break free for a split second but his index finger caught under my chin and he gently pulled my face up to look at him again.

I pushed my lips down together for a second as I looked at his face, his lips curved down to a frown but one side bounced up in a saddened smile. His under eyes had a couple lines, probably from being exhausted and not getting too good of sleep. His eyes...those beau- they held, saddness? No, not just that, something more, deeper. Love? They stared at mine, but I saw them drop down ever so slightly at my lips, my lips? I shook my head and got loose.

"I'll be fine, I'll be down in a second, so please go and tell hyung that." I slipped into the bathroom and closed the door, hearing a petite voice mumble 'don't lock it' beforehand. So I didn't, for now.

I changed and then went to look in the mirror. My god, I looked like a mess. My hair was disheveled, from sleep and from not taking care of myself I assume, my face looked, too slim one could say, my skin was pale, my lips were chapped, and I had horrible bags under my eyes. I sighed and shook my head, looking down. I, at least, tried to comb my hair and splashed some water on my face to get a bit of color back. Licking my lips in attempt to make them smoother. I dried my face and gathered myself, mentally and physically, before I left the bathroom and headed to the kitchen.

Once I got there, everyone but Jimin, Jin, and Hoseok had dispersed. They all looked at me and smiled once they realized I was there, Jimin patting the chair next to him. I sat down and a plate was sat down in front of me, it was a smaller pancake and a couple pieces of bacon. Then a glass half full of orange juice was set next to it, followed by utensils, butter and syrup.

"You can get more if you want, there's extra. But I want you to, try finishing your plate for now." Jin gave a sincere smile and then turned to talk to Hoseok and Jimin. I looked down at the plate and suddenly felt queasy again. I shakily picked up the orange juice and drank a little in attempt to calm my mind and stomach. After a few mere sips, I put it down and too slowly nibbled and swallowed a piece of bacon. Making my way though one piece of it before I peeled away a bit of pancake and ate that too.

After another few bites, a third of the pancake and a slice and a half of bacon, I was starting to feel full and sick. I glanced at the others and Jin was off and on peeping at my plate and I, I could tell though he tried to hide it. Jimin was looking at me with the corners of his lips turned up a bit but his eyebrows knitted in worry. His eyes held that same look.

Turning back to my plate and forcing myself to continue, I managed to get down to half a pancake left, just a bit of juice still in the cup. I shook my head and finished the juice before pushing the plate away.

Jin grabbed everything and took care of it, coming back and softly rubbing my back. "Good job, Yoong. Do you wanna go play some games or watch anything with us?"
I shook my head no, I wanted to go get rid of everything I had just eaten. I was getting lightheaded and my stomach was churning into itself. I tried to get up, facing the way to the rooms and bathrooms. Jin stepped in front of me with a, loving smile and cocked his head to the living room. "Just a couple games or something, okay?"

I sighed and slowly nodded, making my way to the living room while being encompassed by the three from the kitchen following me. I know they tried not to make it seem that way, but it felt like I was in a cage with them all around me. I sat in the corner of the couch, Jimin sat next to me and Jin and Hoseok sat around too. They pulled out UNO.

A small smile appeared on my lips, I remembered all those times we used to play games, and horseplay, all the times we'd rough house and curse at each other in a playful manner out of frustration only to get talked to by Jin and sometimes Joon. I noticed Jimin looking at me, the tiniest giggle escaping him, my smile immediately fell. I haven't smiled in...who knows how long.

And as I realized that, I realized how so many things have changed, how basically everything has changed. Before and after pictures went through my brain like the wind of a thunderstorm, harsh and mean. I started to tear up and that's when Jimin was alerted. He tried to comfort me, tried to ask what was wrong, but I pushed myself off of the couch and ran to the hallway.

My eyes flickering around to look for anything to escape to. Landing on my shoes, I shoved them on and swung the door open, running out before anyone could do anything about it. I ran and ran as far as my legs could take me while I was in shock of everything I've caused, of how everything used to be...how it is now.

It used to be so...nice.

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(A/N) Ahh hello lovelies, it's been a  while. I just got motivation to finish this chapter so I did and I got quite a few words in. Hope you enjoy ♡

Word Count: 1527