you're sitting on my couch
wrapped in a blanket
with hot cocoa
that you asked me to make.
you ask me
what's wrong
and i say
that it was nothing.
just a mood swing,
that it was that time of the month.
i try to laugh it off,
and change the subject.
but i can see in your eyes
that you don't believe me.
but, you don't bring it up again.
----
you tell me that you're hungry
and i realize
as i'm looking for something to eat
that i haven't eaten anything
for the last three days.
that's okay.
i need to lose weight.
i'm fat and ugly.
starving myself wouldn't hurt.
---
i found some instant rice
and ramen.
when i'm finished making it,
i bring it out to you.
you tell me to eat some too
because i'm too skinny.
i refuse
and say
that i already ate.
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prisoner | bts (completed)
Fanfictioni am trapped in the prison called myself. {the member can be whoever you want it to be, but i imagine him as taehyung :,)}