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💜 Hoseok - Fading Sunshine - Part 2

// TW: mentions of depression, eating disorder, self-harm, suicide  //

Please don't read, if you're struggling, take care of yourself

~ Jimin's POV ~

After the hyungs found Hobi in that state last week, our dorms have been quiet. No one dared to make a loud sound, no one smiled, no one laughed. Hobi-hyung promised to try to recover, and we were all relieved. I knew how hard it is to give your bad habits up, so I was ready to assist him all the way.

- Hyung, I brought you breakfast. – I entered his room, again, and gave him a bowl with cut bananas. He looked at me, his eyes red and puffy.

- Thank you, Jiminie, I'll try my hardest. – And he took the bowl, and ate a small slice. My face lit up, but this made him embarrassed. – Could you, uh, please leave?

- Of course, sorry. – I backed out of the room, and shut the door. – He's eating. – I whispered to the others, who were waiting for my word. They all nodded in approval, and left to change into our dance clothes.

Hobi came out 10 minutes later, handed me the empty bowl, and went back into his room, just as quietly. I was just happy, that he was getting nutrition again.

~ Hoseok's POV ~

Why are they trying to make me fat? They keep feeding and feeding me, not noticing how much they're hurting me. This morning, Jimin brought me bananas, which he knows I hate, because they have a lot of sugar. I accepted it from him, and when he left, I flushed them down the toilet.

I waited 10 minutes, before leaving my room, and when I handed the bowl to Jimin, I saw in his eyes, how relieved he was. At least one of us is happy.

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During dance practice, I tried to appear healthier and stronger, but mostly, I failed. I struggled through most dances, I was easily out of breath, and my legs were shaking. I had to sit down every 20 minutes, so I wouldn't pass out.

- Hobi, are you okay? – Jin sat down next to me, and wiped the sweat off my forehead.

- Yeah, just a bit tired. – In that moment, my stomach started growling, and Jin heard, of course.

- Are you hungry? – He grabbed a protein bar from his bag, and gave it to me. – It's apple flavored, you like that, right?

I nodded, and started eating, without a word. I wasn't too worried, I could just throw it up after. I ate half, and gave it back. Jin looked satisfied, I was a good actor after all. I then drank most of my water, and went back to dancing. After 10 minutes, I announced, that I would get a refill, left the room, and ran to the bathrooms. I threw the bottle on the ground. crouched over a toilet, and started vomiting.

- Uh, hello? Are you okay? – Fuck, I didn't check, if the stalls were empty. I quickly finished, and stumbled out of my stall. I was faced with Jungkook, who was just as confused as me.

- Yeah, sorry, the dancing just made me nauseous. – I lied, and washed my hands and rinsed my mouth. – Are you okay? I thought, you forgot your phone in the car, that's why you left.

- I did, but I had to go to the bathroom. – He did not believe me, but couldn't say it. We left the room, and went back to the studio together. The music was on, we joined the others, and did our best.

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- Guys, I'll go for a walk, okay? The doctor said, that fresh air is good for you. – I announced at home, waiting for good reactions. – I want to go alone, I'll be back in an hour. – The others liked, that I was trying harder, they encouraged me and smiled.