jimin sat in his bed, his stomach growling for food. he couldn't fuck it up. not now. he'd made so much progress with his body. maybe soon he'd be satisfied.
he heard a knock at the door.
"jimin.. please come out," his mum pleaded. "t-this boy h-has come to the d-door for you s-six times. he's i-in tears. i-i'm in t-tears. pl-please."
he pulled off his sheets and slowly walked towards his bedroom door.
jimin inhaled deeply, opening the door to his mum.
"j-jimin?" his mother gasped lightly and held her hand to her mouth. "y-you look l-like a t-twig! y-you need to e-eat something!"
he slammed the door in her face.
her footsteps travelled back down the stairs.
but someone else's came up.
knock knock
"j-jimin? it's jungkook."
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skin tight [y.m]
Fanfiction"you're so gorgeous, jiminie. but don't you think you'd be even more gorgeous if you lost a little weight?" *this book is old pls don't judge me* anorexia, self harm, vulgar language, possibly mature scenes. stay safe guys. lowercase intended. #2 in...
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