Bad Boy With Issues

5

Chae P.O.V

      I feel a heavy feeling on my stomach and chest. Small breath hitting my jawline and down my neck followed by a wet feeling leaving a trail with the small breathing. I slowly opened my eyes to be greeted with the only min holly.

    What a cutie. I smile softly at the dog and pet his head to his back. I pick the dog up to sit up straight placing the dog on my lap. He gladly sat down on my lap wiggling his tail. I got my phone seeing the time. 7:30am i move my finger across my screen, cleaning the front to see my lock screen background. I feel my eyes burn and my vision get blurry. I looked at the beautiful picture of my best friend. A picture of him framed and thousand of flowers around the frame. His beautiful smile and how his eyes light up.
   
    I see a small water drops hit my phone. I touch my cheek to find my self crying. I just miss him so much. He was my bigger brothers second friend from becoming famous. Jimins first friend was taemin. Then he met jonh. They didn't talk much together but was always happy to see each other. I remember how I firstly met him. But that for another Time right know i needed to get ready for school.
     
   I take holly into my hands lifting up before gently placing him on the dark brown wooden floor. I got off the couch beginning to take my first steps of the day, heading to the bathroom. There was one down the hall as I remembered it was in front of yoongi music room. I walk in there doing my business, I don't have a tooth brush here. I looked under the sink to find some unopened packs I took one and brushed my teeth. I walked out to the kitchen to find yoongi already there making breakfast, pancakes, eggs and toast. To think about growing up I always loved homemade pancakes, "chae breakfast is ready " yoongi said in a deep raspy voice ,placing the plate of hot pancakes and eggs down on the table.
       
     I look up at him "I'm not hungry you could eat it" I said with a smile. I always smiled at people so they wouldn't ask or force me to do anything.
         
       But for yoongi is just didn't work. "No, you're going to sit down and the breakfast I took time to make you. Ever since you came to my house you didn't want to eat, you didn't even eat in school." He said giving me a look that is mixed with seriousness and worrieness.
     
      I hesitantly walked over to the table, sitting where he has placed the warm food.  I looked at him then to the meal "yoongi, thanks for the meal" I smiled, looking at the food taking the fork cutting a small piece off the pancake.
         
      He sigh deeply before sitting in front of me. "Look I know we barely even knew each other for 24 hours, but I am concern about your health. If you don't eat and have some kind of disorder it's not my business to know, unless you make it my business." He took a deep breath before continuing. "Just know that as long as you in my house and in my space I'll make you eat at least one meal a day. You're as thin as a toothpick and I feel like you'll break easily physically"

        I just look at him and smile. 'This is something jimin does to me' I think to my self remembering a time jimin wouldn't let me leave the table unless I had at least three bites. I look at yoongi in the eyes and smile "okay mister bossy pants" I say in a voice that annoys everyone.

     He just simply roll his eyes before he starts to eat his pancakes. I do the same hesitatingly eating small bites, I must say he is a 'okay' cook. Not the best but it's alright.

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     After eating our breakfast. He lead me some clothes of his to wear for school, a black hoody that had the word DAMN in red written in the middle, some old black tights that didn't fit him any more. Though it didn't fit me either due to how it's a little baggy but I'm okay with it, it didn't really fall down.

       With the chance of going to the bathroom to change I took this opportunity to throw away the food he made for us, And in not talking about the food on the plate I'm talking about the one in my stomach. I have no guilt in throwing away the meal.

      On our way to school it was a little different from yesterday afternoon. We actually talked. More like ask questions about each other lives, likes and dislikes not getting to personal with the lives ones.

          It was his turn to ask a question but the silence took over as he doesn't have anything more to ask. He quickly tells me to give him a minute as he thinks about one.

      The silence between us wasn't awkward it's was peaceful. The breeze of the warm wind brushing against my skin, finding it's way around my hair making it fly up slightly making a mess with my hair but i didn't seem bothered by it. The breeze after a storm is always my favorite, it's nice and decent, perfect temperature not to cold not to hot just perfect, the small sound it makes when it fights it's way around the trees making the leaves brush over each other some falling on the floor and the small fallen leaves that seem to have fallen the day before making it's way down the street moving the way the wind tells it to. The small noises it's a stress relief the wind could make anyone relax. This is my favorite breeze my favorite time to be outside.

     I look forward noticing we have just arrived at the school. I look at yoongi just in time he looks at me making eye contact. He snapped his fingers and widen his eyes.

       "Why do you want to so skinny?" He says with out being bothered with what he said but rather proud but calm as well.

        I look at him with wide eyes but relaxed them right after "Why do you what to be so skinny?" That all that filled my mind at the moment.