help me hyung// yoonmin

six

*A FEW WEEKS LATER*

Min Yoongi POV

Jimin wasn't as shy anymore. He was finally warming up to us. He was kind of clingy (in a good way) to me. I asked him what was wrong, but he would just change the subject. He went to my concert. Jimin really liked it. I didn't see him as one to like rap music, but he said I did a really good job. "Remember Yoongi-hyung, I'm your number one fan!" I remember him saying showing off his cute eye smile.

Although I have only known Jimin for a few weeks, I think he has made me fall in love with him. I would never tell him this obviously. It would probably ruin my reputation at this school. Jimin also has very prominent emotions. You can tell when he is happy, sad, angry, and even when he is lying. I know he is lying to me about nothing wrong with him. I just can't figure out what happened.

"Jimin, are you okay? You're not acting like yourself." I asked him. I could see him tense up. He turned to face me and flashed me a fake looking smile. "I'm fine hyung! You don't have to worry about me." he turned back to face his locker. He was started to shake a bit and had a hard time unlocking his locker. "Let me help you with that, Jimin." I said as I leaned in to unlock his locker. I had memorized his locker combination because he would sometimes have trouble with it. 'He is such a cute baby! Why can't I get the guts to ask him out?' I always thought to myself. 

Park Jimin POV

'I'm so useless. I always have to have someone help me with this stupid locker! I just need to die already. I'm such a baby that I can't even do that' I thought as Yoongi unlocked my locker. I knew that Yoongi knew something was wrong with me. I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I was not eating enough. In the past two days I had only had a few chips. And even then, it wasn't even the serving size. I don't know why eating was so hard for me. 

Sometimes food would seem delicious and I would have to hold back remembering what my father and the bullies at my old school told me, "You're too fat. You need to lose weight or die. Or you could just to both!" Those words haunted me.

Other times, food would seem disgusting. I would know that I needed to eat, but I couldn't. If I did, I would just go and throw it up anyways. I didn't know what was wrong with me. I knew I needed help, but I couldn't confess my problems to anyone. Not even Yoongi.

Kim Seokjin POV (ooh a different POV)

I could tell that Yoongi was worried about Jimin. I knew that it had to be bad because Yoongi doesn't worry about people. I tried to confront him about it. We were sitting in my apartment watching Weekly Idol.

"Yoongi, are you okay? I mean I know you aren't, but what is wrong with Jimin? I know that is who you are worried about." I said. Yoongi wasn't even watching the tv. He was staring at his hands in his lap, deep in thought. He looked up with tears in his eyes. That surprised me because he doesn't cry. I leaned in to give him a hug. He quickly fell into the hug. "I don't know. I mean he is losing weight so fast. He already weighs nothing, but now he weighs less than that. He also only wears long sleeves. Even when it is like 75 degrees. Jin-hyung, I'm really worried. Help me. Help him." Yoongi said as he cried into my shoulder. I patted his back and thought about what to do. "I could try to talk to him if you want." I said. He nodded and thanked me. 

*A FEW HOURS LATER*

I called Jimin's phone. 

"Jin-hyung?" He asked. "Jimin? I need to talk to you." I answered. "Okay, about what?" he asked in a lower voice. He knew exactly what I wanted to talk about. "I need to make sure that you are okay. Yoongi says that you seem to be losing weight at an alarming rate. You also always wear long sleeves. The long sleeves one is probably nothing, but we are all worried about you." I explained. I heard Jimin sigh. It took a while for him to answer. "Jin-hyung, I'm really okay. You guys don't need to worry about me. I can handle myself. I have been handling myself for the past 8 years." Jimin said with a shaky voice. "Wait, what about your mom and dad?" I asked, confused. "Well my mom died when I was about 8, and my dad is an alcoholic and he makes fun of me a lot. So I just kind of take care of myself." Jimin explained. I could tell that he was trying not to cry. I was silent for a few seconds. I didn't know this about him, and I don't think anyone else did either. "Jin-hyung, I really have to go. Bye" Jimin said quickly and hung up. 

I was in shock. I didn't realize how hard his life was.

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Authors Note

HI! I hope you guys like the story so far!! I have put a lot of work into this, so please appreciate it!