The Neck Pillow Girl

The Things We Right

Eui POV
After a while, I walked back to my house and as I expected, Yoongi was asleep in my bed. He knew why now and I couldn't comprehend what he'd do next, so I sat down beside him and took my laptop out, uploading some more photos into it. I could feel him move around as an arm snaked around my waist.
"Sorry," He said groggily.
"Sleep," I shook my head, knowing he understood what I meant. He sat up and looked at me.
"How long had it been going on for?" He spoke up after a while. I stared at the illuminated screen, not replying. He forced me to look at him. "Tell me,"
"Since before Appa died," I told him after a while.
"And you didn't tell anyone?"
"I did... My reflection... and also, I told Appa, but he died..." I didn't know whether it was the brightness of my laptop or the stirring emotions that made my eyes water.
"Why not me or-"
"Becuase you were too busy to notice the girl sitting on the pavement. I heard how you used to talk about me, Oppa-kun, and I knew if I had told you back then, you would've complained. Now, you've changed a bit and matured, that's why I gave in and threw the envelope to you," I sobbed. He didn't say anything but took the laptop away and shut it off. He then forced me to lie down and tucked the covers around the two of us.
"Do you remember the times when I'd sneak into your room? When you had a lot of nightmares and came running to my mother?" I nodded my head. That was the first time we'd ever slept in the same room because I begged him not to go as a child of five years. "Then let this be those times. Go to sleep," And I did. For the first time in the ten years it has been since my father had died, I had a good night's sleep.

In the next few days, Hyeon and I had officially become Bangtan's photographers and I even got to help out with the editing of promos, videos and other things they made. I became closer to both Mi-Hi and Cho, and I even became good friends with Taehyung-san and Jimin-ssi, the latter of which I think I might have a crush on... But we had become really close friends. I had also begun to notice how Hyeon would act really cold towards Yoongi-kun, Taehyung-san and Jimin-ssi too, but I didn't know why...
Bighit had allowed all of the staff a day off, as the past week had been crazy and all, so I was currently trying to stop Jimin from snooping into my laptop.
"But I wanna see the edits of me!!" He whined playfully.
"You can see with the rest of the guys!" I giggled as I whisked the laptop away from him.
"But Yoongi Hyung gets to see them! He was talking about them all of yesterday!" He continued as I got up and got myself some juice, pouring a glass for him too.
"He's seen them? I should change my laptop's password..." I was surprised... was he snooping into my things? We drank our juice, eating some cookies too before we decided to actually get some food since I had run out again... We decided to go to a small cafe nearby that we first met in.
"Jimin, you need to eat!" I scolded him as he ordered something small. He gave a sheepish smile.
"But I need to lose weight-"
"No, you don't! You look amazing the way you are! And if it's your body you're worried about, then keep exercising!" I dumped some of my noodles onto his plate. He gave me a small smile and I used my chopsticks to feed him, "Does Chim Chim want me to feed him? Want me to do an aeroplane?" I teased. He laughed as he took the noodles I offered. "It's better to be healthy than starve yourself," I whispered, knowing I'd throw up my own food later.
"And what about you?" He suddenly asked. I looked up at him puzzled before he continued, "I noticed how if you eat more than a small cup of food, you run off and come back smelling like you've brushed your teeth... You wanna tell me something?"
I shifted uncomfortably, fiddling with my chopsticks, feeling my stomach rumble, "Please?" I looked at him and his eyes were glimmering with worry.
"If I tell you, will you promise not to tell Yoongi-Kun?" I said after a couple of seconds. He nodded and we called for the tab.
"When I was little, I used to get called fat a lot and I started to eat less. When my Appa died, I'd eat too much and end up throwing it all up... I was diagnosed with bulimia nervosa when I was eight... and ever since every time I tried to eat or gain a little weight, I'd end up having to go to the bathroom..." He looked at me and then back at the pavement.
"Is that why you were telling me to eat?" He asked. I nodded. We arrived back at my house and Jimin gave me a hug before leaving to go exercise with Jin-ssi.
As I was about to close the door, I saw Hyeon walking towards the apartment.
"Hyeon-ssi?" I let him in but he didn't meet my eyes.
"What was Jimin doing here?" He asked.
"We were just hanging out, that's all..." I replied.
"There isn't anything going on with the two of you, is there?"
"What-what do you mean?" I stuttered
"I mean, you guys aren't going out, right?" I shook my head and waved my hands in front of me.
"No! There's nothing like that!" I defended.
"Then there isn't any problem with me doing this right?" Before I could question him, he grabbed my still outstretched hands and crashed his mouth onto mine. I tried to pull away almost immediately, but my weak bones weren't any match for his thick, strong ones. Luckily, another arm ripped him off of me and tugged me behind the owner.
"What the hell are you doing to her?!" Yoongi-kun growled