143 MPH

all I know is what you want

Nvrmnd; SOULBYSEL, I.M (1:02)
TW: eating disorder, there will be another warning later on. If you are uncomfortable please DO NOT read that part.

Hyunjin held Seungmin's hair back as the boy gagged over and over again. Seungmin had his eyes squeezed shut, breathing through his nose as best as he can because he could barely feel his throat. His body feeling hot and bothered, the sweat dripping down his back making him feel as though he was trapped in his own skin. Hyunjin slid his hand down from Seungmin's hair down to his neck, stroking it gently, trying to offer as much comfort as he could in the given situation.

Only a minute ago Hyunjin was awakened by Seungmin's panicked rustling against the bedsheets. Which was then hastily followed by Seungmin rushing to the washroom. The blonde sprung onto his feet and chased after Seungmin in fear and worry.
Turns out, all that food Hyunjin had fed him earlier was rejected by Seungmin's system. The puppy boy was now dejectedly hanging his head over the toilet seat as he emptied his guts. By this point, it was just painful dry heaving, but Seungmin still couldn't move because he didn't feel the relieve he needed.

"Puppy please, let's go back to the bed. I'll get you medication okay?"
Hyunjin spoke, his heart swelling in worry from watching his newfound crush in pain.

Hyunjin's words rung aimlessly through Seungmin's ears. He was too lethargic to process anything, so he decided to just throw his body at Hyunjin, trusting the other boy fully. Hyunjin soon lifted him up, hooking his hand under Seungmin's knees to carry him bridal style back to the bedroom.
Hyunjin was consumed with worry for the other boy. How much had Seungmin ruin his own body to the point where his system wouldn't even process the amount of food a human being was expected to be eating.

Hyunjin grabbed a wet wipe from Seungmin's bedside table and helped clean Seungmin's mouth and face.

(TW! ED)
Seungmin was then left on his own bed while Hyunjin rushed to the kitchen in hopes of finding some medication for his puppy.
Seungmin heaved a sigh before slumping his body against the pillows Hyunjin had stacked behind him. This wasn't the first time it happened, all the vomiting, but it was the first time it happened...naturally, without him having to shove his fingers knuckle deep into his throat to make his body expel what he deemed would make his body look ugly. Seungmin had a very bad habit of throwing up his food the moment it entered his system, so much so that apparently his body wouldn't accept even the slightest bit of food anymore.
Seungmin's face scrunched up before tears finally fell from his already swollen eyes. He was so upset, so annoyed, so angry at no one else but himself. He couldn't believe he was capable of ruining his own body to a point he felt was irreversible. He was angry that he was so obsessed with how he looked in the mirror he forgot he was human like everyone else, that he was trying to fulfil impossible expectations.
At the same time, he couldn't help feeling like he cried because he was so contented.
So happy with the fact that this time, he wasn't alone. He had Hyunjin. Hyunjin who had told him earlier that he understood what Seungmin felt and was going through, without Seungmin even having to explain what the fuck was going on with him. Before Seungmin had time to even wipe the tears off his face, Hyunjin walked back into the room. The blonde boy carried a cup of water, a pack of plain biscuits and a bottle of pills.

No words were exchanged between the two. Seungmin silenced from his own exhausted and Hyunjin from his concern for the other boy, worried that any word uttered would send the boy into another breakdown. Hyunjin placed all he was carrying on the bedside table and proceeded to sit next to Seungmin on the bed. He finally brought the cup of water to Seungmin's mouth and let him drink. Seungmin felt relieved. The gross taste of vomit in his mouth further fueling his need to throw up, but Hyunjin's act of letting him drink made him feel better. Soon Seungmin was faced with a plain biscuit that Hyunjin held infront of him.

And so it started again, Seungmin's fear of food. He clamped his mouth shut. Fear and concern drowning him into a pit of disappointment towards himself. He hated this feeling, why did something so simple such as eating feel like a crime to him.
Hyunjin lowered his hand holding the biscuit. Instead, using his free hand to run his fingers through Seungmin's hair. He pulled the boy from leaning on the pillows to lean on his chest instead. From the morning before, he could tell that Seungmin enjoyed the warmth of being engulfed by another person, so that was what Hyunjin was going to do even if it killed him. And Seungmin complied, leaning his weight against Hyunjin and wrapping his arm around him too. If Hyunjin was being honest, Seungmin weighed like a feather to him. Even with the boy leaning against his chest he would barely feel the weight on him. That only further compelled him to make sure he can help Seungmin back to his healthy self.
Hyunjin continued to massage Seungmin's scalp. By the puppy boy's slowing breaths and calm demeanor, Hyunjin could tell Seungmin found some kind of comfort in getting his head scratched.

'He's just like a real puppy,'
Hyunjin thought to himself.

"Puppy, how about just 1 bite of this biscuit. Then you can have all the head scratches you want." Hyunjin whispered, his breath on Seungmin's hair as he inhaled Seungmin's sweet smell.
Seungmin nodded, at this point too engulfed in Hyunjin to even want to decipher what he was saying.
Hyunjin stopped his actions against Seungmin's scalp and hair and reached for the biscuit he previously put down, earning a soft whine from the boy below him.

"Shh Pouty I need to make sure you eat so you can take your medicine." Hyunjin whispered.

"...Pouty?" Seungmin looked up and Hyunjin. He's never heard Hyunjin call him that before.

Hyunjin smiled at Seungmin's expression, he was pouting.
The blonde boy placed his hand on Seungmin's cheek and ran his thumb across his bottom lip.

"You're pouting puppy, you always seem to be. And it's the most adorable thing I've ever seen anyone do. So I'm gonna call you pouty."
Hyunjin replied before using both hands to break the biscuit in half.
Before Seungmin could even reply, a small piece of a biscuit had made its way onto his tongue. Seungmin fought every urge to spit it out and started chewing on it. Slowly but surely.

"I don't wanna be called pouty. People are gonna think I'm bratty and demanding."
Seungmin finally spoke after swallowing the biscuit. What he didn't realise was, he was starting to pout. Again. His bottom lip jutting out and his eyes glossy.

"You're going to kill me if you keep looking at me like that, pouty."
Again Seungmin was called that pet name. He huffed and crossed his arms, slightly annoyed at Hyunjin.

"Alright take this and we can go back to cuddling, pouty."
Hyunjin had to change the topic, or he would explode right then and there from how adorable Seungmin was. He gave Seungmin a pill to help with nausea and vomiting and soon, he was back in the previous position with Seungmin lying on his chest.

"Let's get some rest, pouty."