Kpop sickfic/hurtfic

🖤 Jun -eating disorder

Jun pov

My vision was blurry from the tears running down my face, as I coughed and vomited every piece of food I ate until the only thing left was the stomach acid.

it was all okay what I ate is now out f my body system there is no way that it will store as fat. There is no way that the manager would know that I ate more than I was suppose to ... there is no way.

The awful smell lingered around the bathroom while I endured the smell and put my knees close to my chest and buried my face in them and cried. Until a knock made me flinch.

There is no one home they all are at the restaurant. The knock was repeated as my body shook from the sudden panic that made my stomach feel weird.

There was the leader standing beside the door, making my eyes widen from fear while a look of worry was painted on his face.

Fuck, how much did he see? How much did he hear?

" Hyung?"

"I knew something was up when you got up from the restaurant immediately without waiting and hesitating to eat even though you used to love eating and would not dare spoil the moment"

My body stiffed as soon as I heard those words. He knows, he knows.

He noticed...

He knows everything...

"You were practicing more and more making you practice until late at night to the point that you could not even eat, Minghao was really worried that you were practicing so much that you are skipping dinner, is that all on purpose."

I squeezed my knees tightly, upon hearing those words, it made me realize how bad I am at everything.

"I have seen you starring into space while the others were talking about food. But also the way you reacted when the interviewer joked about you're weight, even thought he apologized I know that you remember those words"

I gulped the lump that was on my throat.

He knows...

"Has this been going from the interview or for longer?"

I looked at him while he was leaning against the bathroom door while staring right at me. I waited in hope that he would go or give up, but I forgot how much of a stubborn person he is.

So many minutes passed and his eyes were throwing arrows at me, the air surrounding was awkward.

To the point I gave up and just responded

"It has been going before the interview" There was no point on trying to get away from the topic when he knows everything already.

"Are you satisfied on the comments on your solo song?"

It took me by surprise, he knows exactly why it all got worse, but should I tell him?
"Yes..."

"Liar"

His response made me realize one thing the truth is going too come out, and that he has a clear idea of everything.

I looked away from him those comments were harsh although most of them were all happy, there were still some, that were stuck with me.

The moment I read the comment, I only saw positive comments that made me feel happy about myself, however when the manager called me he changed everything. He picked out the most awful comments that I did not know that they exist, all directed to my weight.

The manager was absolutely furious, but I never understood why.

However from that moment on the sparkles that came from my eyes were shut down completely.

Every single time I look t the mirror the interviewer and the manager came into my head and invaded the positive mindset that I liked to keep.

"No one noticed, no one ever cared why should people care now if I take care of my body or not, I mean the manager is right." I muttered but he still could hear me as the apartment was completely silence.

"Manager?"

Shit I said something that was not suppose to be said at all.

"People come and go and the hardest part of being an idol is that you need to be on people's good side because if one thing happens millions of people's words will come following you, but we got each other, so everything will be easier, but the only way that it would be easier is if you opened up and tell me what is going on"

I hate being alone but what I hate more is being a burden.

"Seventeen will always be by your side. " He moved closer to me as I stared at him.

I saw that in his eyes there were no lies, and that he meant what he said, which automatically made my eyes sting from the few tears that came out.

"The manager was talking about you're weight wasn't he "

How did he know?

"I saw how he made a few comments on you're weight when no one was listening and he did it to me as well a few times."

His words made my eyes widen in surprise.

"I know it is not the same, because his comment to you were so much worse but the situations are different, I don't care but you take it to heart."

His hands wrapped around me as he picked me up and lead us to my room.

H lied down with me with his hands still wrapped around me which bought comfort and my body relax completely.

" it is not easy to turn a deaf ear to the words said to you, but you have to learn you're value to make everything easier. Especially at a time when you are the most vulnerable to them as you just had a solo song come out"

"But I do not exercise as much as the others and I do not have a particular talent"

I looked at him while he was not fazed by my words at all like he knew what I was about to say.

"You're body is perfect, you exercise the right amount and man of us are jealous of you're body as you can exercise less and keep it really healthy"

His words were the complete opposite of what the manager said.

The manager does not lie...

does he?

But than again Scoups does not lie and is knows to be very brutally honest.

"Please believe in my words and let seventeen help you, we will always be with you look at our ring, there is always a reason why we do not let you take it off."

"It is because we always are with each other" I said with him.

We knew this very well.

We always reminded eachother of the meaning behind it as much as it is a friendship ring, it also remind us of our family.