atelophobia | kth + jhs

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Hoseok carried the half conscious boy in his arms, placing him down on the bed Hoseok knew all too well. Whimpering at the loss of contact Taehyung clung onto the bedsheets beneath him, letting out a groan of pain.

Sighing Hoseok returned to the bathroom, the air was thick and smelled pungent. Quickly flushing the toilet and using a wet cloth to clean up any excess Hoseok ran a rough hand through his hair. His eyes glossing over he had to take a moment to process everything that was happening, he couldn't do this.

He was a danger to himself, Hoseok wasn't even able to live a normal healthy life without help let alone support Taehyung.

Pathetic. Hoseoks lips stung.

Taehyung meant everything to him, the young boy would become his main priority for the next few days, he wasn't going to lose Taehyung.

Opening the bathroom window before walking out his eyes landed on the pale boy lying on his own bed, eyes open staring at the wall opposite him.

Hoseok sat down on the edge of the bed, glancing behind him Taehyung let out a small whimper, dragging himself up to sit by Hoseok who quickly pulled him onto his lap.

"H-Hoseok." he shakily breathed out, hands clutching tightly onto the material of Hoseoks shirt.

"I-It wasn't what i-it looked like." Taehyung cried out, tears soaking the elders shirt as his lips quivered in fear.

Hoseok had never seen Taehyung like this - all broken and vunerable, he hated it.

"Sshh, it's alright," Hoseok whispered into his hair, gently caressing the back of his head. "I'll help you get through this."

"P-Please don't leave m-me." Taehyung barely whispered out, eyes misted with sadness, soft handles trembling.

"I promise I won't leave you."

At this Taehyung bent his head up, meeting Hoseoks worried gaze. His cheeks were red and puffy, eyes red around the edges and his face showed such pain.

"Later, we can go to my house. I'll make you something small to eat there,"

Taehyung froze slightly.

"i won't force you to eat all of it, but do you think you can try for me?"

Unresponsive, Hoseok started to worry, before feeling the younger nod his head slightly. Hoseok lifted Taehyung up before gently placing his head down on one of the pillows, his once aching head now calming once he felt the softness of the pillow.

Taehyungs eyes widened once he felt the bed rise, "D-Don't go." he called out to Hoseok, who was just about to walk through the door.

"I'm just getting a drink of water, your throat must be in a lot of pain."

-

Taehyung sat nervously on a chair at Hoseoks kitchen table, watching as the other made him a small bland sandwich.

Fumbling with his fingers against his lap Hoseok turned around carrying a plate, a small smile grazing his features.

Placing the plate down in front of Taehyung he sat down opposite him, noticing the way Taehyungs eyes moved from him and then back to the small sandwich.

Taehyung picked up the piece of food Hoseok had made him, and bought it to his lips not wanting to make Hoseok upset.

His eyes welled up - he only self induced vomited when he needed to, which wasn't so often. Most of the time he avoided eating just to avoid the concept of vomiting since he hated it. But this left him with a fear of eating overall, the daunting food in his grasp overwhelmed him and he could feel himself supress a gag.

At least it was a plain sandwich, Taehyung thought to himself. His stomach could only digest simple foods now.

"You don't have to eat all of it," Hoseok reached across the table to gently rub his other hand, "just try?"

Nodding slightly Taehyung bought the food to his lips, taking a bite he slowly chewed the awful substance in his mouth until it was barely there and swallowed, coughing in the processs.

Meeting hoseoks gaze Taehyung felt a strong urge to at least try and eat a little more - for Hoseok. Taking once last bite he dropped the food back onto the plate, finishing off what was in his mouth.

Hoseok couldn't help but smile, "I'm so proud of you." He sighed out happily, eyes fixing on a tear which rolled down Taehyungs right cheek.

"You did so well."

Taehyung looked up through his hair which dusted over his forehead, watching as Hoseok made his way over to take the plate and throw the remaining food in the bin.

"I-I'm sorry."

Frowning, Hoseok shook his head. "Don't be sorry,"

"it won't happen in a day, it'll take time," Hoseok said, pressing a soothing kiss to Taehyungs warm forehead, feeling the youngers arms slip around his waist before pulling him forward to straddle his hips.

"I like you just the way you are."

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a/n

i love taehyung so much, he makes me so happy - who's your bts bias?