Yoonmin Oneshots

Beautiful

Here's a bit of sad fluff for ya!

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My stomach hurt so bad, my body craving any type of sustenance. 

It was day 10 of my diet, and one small meal a day had paid off. I had lost about 15 pounds in only a week, and I was happy to see that I no longer had chubby cheeks and thighs that touched. 

This was how an idol was supposed to look. 

The only problem was that the diet was taking a toll on my dancing. Just yesterday I had passed out in the middle of a choreo, something that had been happening ever since day 3. 

But I finally wasn't fat anymore. 

Currently, I was sitting in my bed nibbling on the small salad I had prepared, the same one I ate every day. There was a small knock on my door. 

"Come in." I called. The knob twisted and Jin popped his head in the door. 

"Jimin-ah, can we talk?" 

I looked up wearily at my hyung, whose lips were formed into a pout. He quietly closed the door behind him and sat beside me, gently taking the salad from my hands. 

"But"-

"Hush. We need to talk about this." Jin's voice was soft but stern. He took my bony hand in his larger ones, sandwiching it between them. 

"There's nothing to talk about, Seokjinnie-hyung..." I muttered, turning away from his gaze. He sighed and inched closer to me. 

"Jiminie, you're slowly killing yourself, this diet is killing you, and you know it is. You need to start eating healthily again or you're going to end up in the hospital." Jin pleaded, craning his neck to try and look at my face. 

"I'm taking care of myself just fine, Jin-hyung." I replied coolly, avoiding his gaze. 

"No the hell you're not, Jimin, you've passed out during every dance practice for the past four days, this is fucking ridiculous!" He said harshly, grabbing me by the shoulders and forcing me to face him.

"I'm perfectly fine." 

"Why are you doing this to yourself, Jiminie?? Do you know how worried we all are? Why are you dieting so extremely??" Tears spilled out of Jin's eyes as he spoke, his voice trailing off and breaking. 

I felt my eyes well up with tears nearly instantly. 

"Hyung, it's never enough, I need to lose more weight, I can't disappoint ARMY"-

"You're disappointing ARMY by continuing this diet, Jimin-ah!" Jin's voice rose again, a note of hysteria hidden in the gentle tone. I froze and turned my head to look at him. 

"W-what are you talking about?" 

"Haven't you seen all the posts about how worried the fans are about your health? People are noticing that you aren't taking care of yourself and they're scared. They're begging you online to eat healthy and to be happy, Jiminie." Jin's eyes were also teary now as he pulled out his phone and opened twitter. Instantly, there was a flood of posts from very anxious and worried fans. 

I gently took his phone and scrolled through them slowly. 

'Jimin-oppa is so skinny these days, I wish he would eat more and be healthy! :('

'Please don't starve yourself, Jiminie-oppa, we love you just the way you are, don't listen to those stupid haters! ARMY purples you!' 

'Whoever made Jimin-hyung feel bad about himself is gonna catch these hands because he is too perfect to be hated like that!'