🥀 Love Yourself | Jikook

😰 Afraid that you won't understand how bad I am inside❓

Now I feel even worse, Jimin is clearly tired but now he has to comfort me. I make sure to keep a tight grip on Jimin so he doesn't fall over like he looks like he could with only a single gust of wind.

I text the hyungs quickly and they drive back to the dorm. I managed to stall by telling Jimin to take a shower.

I go through his bag and realise he doesn't have any clean clothes to change into, apparently he realises this too because I hear the bathroom door opening. He comes out shirtless, only a towel wrapped around his waist, normally I enjoy ogling at his chest but now I just stare. He's somehow lost enough weight, you can see it. I think back to the last half month, I haven't seen him eat anything, but he must have at some point or he'd be dead by now. I let this keep me from completely spiralling out of control. Stress causes people to lose weight right? He must have been very stressed out these last few weeks but what could possibly have stressed him out to this point?

"Park Jimin!" I can only gasp but then I stop seeing how shy he looks. I remember that he's been under so much stress that yelling won't be of any help at all.

"Jungkook, I uh, I don't have any fresh clothes. Can I borrow your sweatshirt, I can just wear the same pants from before?"

I'm still in shock. "Sure." We can talk about this later. I hold Jimin close to me supporting his frail looking body with my own. He looks ready to fall asleep, or pass out, or both. I know I should probably take him to the hospital but for right now we both need a relaxed environment. I'm sure his surprise will cheer him up and we can get some food for him even if it's only cake or sweets.

We get back to the dorm and I knock loudly on the door. I hear footsteps. I open the door and we walk into the decorated living room. Jimin doesn't notice at first then he does. He looks around, a bit in awe.

"You did all of this . . . for me?"

I smile.