Bangtan Babes

Worried [Suga]

Code:

Y/N - Your name

Warnings:

- self harm

- negative thoughts/sentences

- swearing

- eating disorder/extreme dieting

- fainting

Word Count: 1807

(Read the last chapter's disclaimer if you are offended. Also, it may seem as if I believe skinnier is prettier and boy, that is not the case. Everyone is gorgeous in their own way. Like idk it's weird because if I like you as a person I'll find you really beautiful/handsome.)

     "Hey," your boyfriend Yoongi smirks over at you from across the restaurant.

     You force a smile onto your face and gesture to the other side of the tiny booth.

     He nods his head to let you know he understood as he walks to your table.

     "Hey, I just got off work. That's why I'm like ten minutes late," he sits down then grabs your hand, kissing it before he gently puts it down.

     You look at your hand and force yourself not to sigh, "Ah, it's okay. I understand," you smile robotically when you look up at him.

     "So, there were these really pretty models today, and Jungkook made himself look like an idiot in front of the prettiest one and it was so funny!" he laughs at his memory.

     "Oh," you can't help but sigh, "What happened?" Did he have to add how pretty they were?

     "Okay so..." he begins his story but you can't concentrate. All you can think about is how that model was probably skinnier and prettier than you. Why is Yoongi even with you? He could have so many prettier girls. It's only a matter of time before he dumps you for one of them. "So then, he fell!" he laughs hard. When he notices you're not, he gets himself under control and looks down apologetically. "It must be something where you have to be there to actually find it funny. Sorry I got a little carried away. How was your day?"

     "I worked out at the gym for four hours so I'm kind of tired," you say and yawn almost as if to prove it.

     "Woah, that's a long time. That's probably so healthy that it's unhealthy. You should eat a big meal then rest when you get home!" he scolds.

     You shake your head, "No. I'm not in the mood for something heavy. And I might go for a jog when we go home..." you trail off and wince at the thought of tiring your body with more exercise.

     "Hey......why are you acting like this? What's wrong?" He asks gently.

     "What do you mean?" You ask innocently.

     He tries to begin talking but the waiter comes over to take your order. It seems like he's forgot about your weird behavior....for now.

Later That Day

     When you get back from your jog, you immediately sink down into the closest chair next to you. Freedom. You only have to do this routine for a few more weeks then you can lessen the frequency of your work outs. You must keep eating healthy though.

     Your phones ringing shakes you out of your thoughts."Yeah, uh hello?" you answer without looking at the name, still out of breath.

     There's a sigh at the other end. "I'm really worried about you," you hear Yoongi say, "Can I come over and spend the night?"