The car ride home was silent, getting slapped by Taehyung made me sober up real quick. The scene kept replaying in my head, The feeling of his hand pressed hard against my cheek still lingers there. Before I knew it a cold salty tear escaped.
We come to an abrupt stop, He angrily get out of the car and heads towards the apartment. I quickly and quietly follow behind him, it was late by now so we go to the bedroom.
He walks into the connected bathroom and slams the door, shortly after I hear the water from the shower. I walk over to his closet and pull out a light pink sweatshirt, 'Why does he have this? It doesn't seem like something he would wear.' I think to myself. 'What ever' I undress and put it on, crawl into his bed and after a short period of time I fall asleep.
*Taehyungs POV*
The warm water hits my skin. 'I hit him, I really hit him. The one I love. He was drunk and didn't know what he was saying yet I still hit him. God why am I such a horrible boyfriend?' I think to myself while mindlessly grabbing a blade and dragging it my wrist applying enough pressure to split my skin revealing the red liquid that fills all of us.
I quickly wash off the blood and jump out of the shower and bandage my new wound. I left the bathroom and go straight for mt closet pulling out the first shirt my hand touched which was a black tee with white stars on my collarbones.
I walk over to my bed to see the most beautiful person sleeping..wearing my ex's sweatshirt. Although I did have to admit he looked so cute in it. I crawl under the covers being careful not to get to close or touch Hansol.
I suddenly burst into tears, "I'm sorry Hansol." I guess all my crying woke him up because I felt his small warm hand wipe away my tears. "Shh, Tae why are you crying?" He questions.
The sound of his voice makes me go into another fit of tears. "Hansol I'm so sorry I hit you, You where drunk and didn't know what you where saying but I still hit you out of anger. God you must think I'm a monster." I say in between cries. "No I could never think that. It was my fault as well." Hansol reassures.
After minutes of Hansol reassuring me I fall asleep, Shortly after so does he. It was perfect Hansol laying in my arms, head snuggled into my chest. It almost made me forget why I was crying in the first place.
I woke up to the sun shinning in my eyes, I look to my side expecting to see Hansol but to my surprise he isn't there. I quickly get up and walk out of my room following the sweet smell of someones cooking.
I peak my head into the kitchen to see Hansol still wearing my over sized pink sweatshirt. His back is turned to me so I take this opportunity to snake my hands around his waist, and rest my head on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" I ask "Well you seemed pretty torn up about what happened so I made you breakfast so go sit down so I can finish." Hansol says smiling. I do as I'm told.
After waiting no less than 2 minutes Hansol walks over with a plate filled with pancakes and a bowl of strawberries, He then sits down after setting the plates down. I look at him confused, "You didn't make any for yourself?" I question. He shakes his head "I'm not that hungry yet." he says simply.
I shrug and start to stuff my face with pancakes and strawberries. Which was a mistake, I later found out Hansol hadn't eaten for 17 days. After I finish eating Hansol Takes my plates and heads towards the kitchen.
"I find it unfair how your cleaning after me, Your MY guest-" get cut off from the sound of sound of a bang. I quickly run into the kitchen only to see Hansol Laying lifelessly on the floor. I rush to his side. "Hansol wake up! HANSOL PLEASE WAKE UP!" I yell shaking him.
*Bjoo's POV*
I'm at my favorite cafe when my phone violently vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out and look at the Caller ID, 'Do I want to answer it? It's only Nakta, ugh I guess I should he would eat me if I ignored him.' "Hel-" "HANSOL IS IN THE HOSPITAL! COME NOW!"
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Double update guess you didn't expect that from me, Also sorry for only posting once a month I'm trying to get better at that.
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Anorexia A Hanjoo Story
FanfictionHansol has been through a lot like body shaming parental abuse and abuse at school so he turned to starving him self to the point he's hospitalized. But what happens when he meets the love of his life. Bjoo