•Tough love• yoonkook [BTS]

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Yoongi's POV

Jimin started crying and I immediately rushed to wipe his tears.
"Don't! It's fine!" I told him and I turned to the others "Should we carry him inside our bedroom?" They nodded and Seokjin with Namjoon helped to take him and lay him down on the single bed where Namjoon slept.
"I'll sleep in the couch!" Namjoon said when I turned to face him silently asking him if it was okay for Jimin to sleep there.
"You can take his bed. I just thought that sleeping in the bank bed might... i don't know, make breathing hard for him!" I explained.
"Yoongi Hyung its fine, I thought of that too!" He said and touched me on my shoulder.
"I'll go and cook something for him to eat!" Seokjin said.
"I'm coming to help you!" Taehyung said.
"I'll go to the pharmacy and ask them if there's something to help him!" Namjoon said and left.
Hoseok, Jungkook and I stared at each other trying to think of something to do in order to help Jimin.
"We can just talk to him!" Hoseok said and we nodded. We sat down next to the bed where Jimin was laying, but we didn't know what to say. Jungkook started first.
"Jimin...? He said and kindly shook him from his shoulder. "Jimin Hyung can you hear me?" Jungkook asked him. Jimin slightly nodded his head but he didn't open his eyes. Jungkook took a deep breath. "Hyung you know that bangtan can't do without you. Without your pure laughing and your overly cute smile. I don't know what's wrong... you never talked to me about it and that breaks me heart a little bit. But in comparison to what my eyes are looking at right now it's nothing. Seeing you like that feels like someone hit me with a hammer on the ribs!" Jungkook said and smiled sourly.
"Jimin... please stop whatever you're doing right now! Leave that scary Jimin behind and bring back the good old Jimin that just can't stop smiling!" He said and closed Jimin's hand inside his.
Now it was my turn...
"Jimin..." I said and his eyes opened at the sound of my voice but he closed them immediately. "I feel like I'm guilty... guilty of not trying harder to stop you. I know I could have achieved it. But I was just telling you to stop... i didn't even ask you what was wrong. I didn't try to understand. My eyes only saw a young man stupidly slow killing himself, they couldn't realize why he was doing what he was doing!" I said then I stroked his hair and whispered: "I'm sorry!"

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After some weeks Jimin started to gain weight. We didn't say anything to our manager, we promised each other that what happened that day was going to stay between the seven of us. Jimin came to me one day and apologized and after our dance teacher was gone he thanked all of us. I remember exactly what he said... he said:
"I'm... speechless i guess. I have so many things to say, I need to explain, I have to thank y'all and apologize at the same time and I don't know how I should start. You see I was called fat back at my high school... but I didn't care so much back then because my mum always told me that my red cheeks couldn't compare to their abs. That always made me feel better. But my mum is not here anymore... and one day the things these kids used to say to me, came up in my mind and I was being bombarded by words like 'pig' 'fat' they even called me... 'gay'" that word made me stiffen. "only because i liked to dance!" he said and took a deep breath. "But you guys managed to help me! What you did makes me see you like my family. You're not just my band mates! So... thank you!" Some tears came out of his face while he said the last words and all of us fell on him to hug him and tickle him. Even I, the 'Mister_don't_ talk_ to_ me_ I_ want_ to_ sleep', fell down with all the others. We were laughing so loud that our teacher came in to see if we were alright.

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So basically that's it... the year passed by so quickly. We went through so many things... but after that day when Jimin thanked us for helping him a thought was troubling me every night before I was about to fell asleep.

I never had a family... it felt like god had stolen that from me. I never had the chance to feel the love that a family gives you... no one ever helped me get over my problems. Could BTS fill that empty spot inside me... the spot my family should have had? The only person that cared about me so far and I cared about too, was Jungkook. But now I was living with five more dorks that I actually cared about too. I worked harder for our success... not for my success but for ours! I slept less and tried to act like a normal person and talk more. This band seemed like an opportunity to change... and try to be a person who loves and is being loved back.

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Aloha!
This is how I apologize for not being active for two weeks!
Plus!!
Jimin is fine! Please forgive me and remember that I love ya!

Pangie🖤