BTS Scenario

+Park Jimin+

*Warning* If you feel like your eating habits are unusual please seek a doctor to check if you are alright.

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"I'll be there in 10 minutes."

You closed your phone and starred at the fast food restaurant on the other side of the street. You cursed yourself as you slowly got out of your car. As soon as you got inside you held your breath, not wanting to get nauseous. This had been going on for a year now. You knew it was bad, but you couldn't help yourself.

Throughout your life, your parents had been commenting on your eating habits, since they found that you were eating too much at any meal and truth was that you were no supermodel, but neither were you chubby. That had been going on until one day, a year ago you stopped eating. At first, this started out of stubbornness, but what was once a harmless protest turned into an addiction. The truth was you were skinny now, yet the consequences are awful.

You quickly ran out of the restaurant and breathed in the now fresh air. In your car, you sat the large food packages in the trunk and drove off to the dance practice room. As one of the staff members, you were glad that you could see BTS and especially your boyfriend Jimin so often in the week. 

The group cheered once you entered the room with a large amount of food. Once you had sat those down, Jimin hugged you from behind, getting a few jealous glances from all sides. You giggled and got away quickly to escape the awful smell, then proceed to do the work you were assigned.

You met Jimin half a year ago, naturally, you didn't tell him about everything that you were going through. If you end up going to dinner you just excused yourself to the bathroom and threw it all up. The only real thing you managed to eat per day, to not die, was a couple of fruits that you halved in tiny pieces and stuck into your mouth and forgetting that it was there. This throughout the day.

Once you were done with all you work you headed back to the dance room to find that everyone was still eating. You cursed under your breath. Jimin patted the seat next to him, inviting you to come over and seat down. As you did he throw his arm over your shoulder and held a piece of chicken in front of your face. Panic raised.

You forced a smile and started chewing at it, not wanting to draw any attention. Two bites in and you had to make the run for the toilet. You sat the piece down next to Jimins food and made the run with Jimin confused shout on your back. In the process of you eating Jimin had noticed your face growing paler each second, so once you had run away, he followed you to the washrooms.

Once at the toilet you held in for a second, tying your hair back before letting it go. In the middle of you throwing up, Jimin started worryingly banging on the door. Hearing you like this he was sure that his assumptions were right. It had been a while now since he had noticed you getting significantly thinner and he couldn't miss how every time you went out, there was no time you didn't use the bathroom. In this situation he realized, he should have talked with you sooner about this.

You made your best not to make any more sounds and calmed yourself down. After cleaning up and rinsing your mouth you walked outside straight into Jiminy arms.

"We are going to the hospital now!"

For a split second, a feared expression crept to your face, but you hid it quickly and smiled instead.

"No need, I must have eaten something bad last night, " you said trying to keep your balance since your legs weren't working properly.

"How long are you going to lie to me, huh? Do you think I didn't notice? Do you think I am an idiot? We are going to the hospital now!" Jimin exclaimed, but before you could answer everything turned black.

You woke up feeling your head heavy. As you turned around a sobbing Jimin had its head on the bed crying. Moving your head to comfort him you noticed a blue tube attached to your veins with liquid flowing inside. Sighing you moved your hand on top of Jimins head, smiling as he looked up. He quickly dried his tears and went in for a hug, but was held back by Hoseok who you now noticed behind him. They argued back and forth until they decided that you and Jimin needed some alone time.

"I'm sorry..." you said once Hoseok was out the door, " I didn't mean to lie to you..."

Jimin just nodded and proceeded in holding your hand. He held it up slowly and kissed it lightly.

"No, it is my fault. I should have mentioned it earlier. I'm sorry for yelling at you."

You both smiled at each other and behind closed doors, he gave you a light kiss, showing that he would be ready to go through it with you.

The end.