Baby Boy ⚣ Vmon (DDLB Story)

13: Why?

Look at his tummy 🥺💕
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Taehyung's POV;

I stretched my arms as I woke up from my nap, letting out a big yawn. I wrapped a fuzzy blanket around my shoulders, getting up to go and find Daddy. I passed by a big mirror in the hallway, which caught my attention and caused me to stop. My eyes traveled and studied every inch of my reflection, from my head down to my feet. I slowly let the blanket around my shoulders fall off my shoulders, and around my ankles. I felt.. off.

Why do my hips look wider?

Why are my thighs bigger?

Why is my stomach so chubby?

Why do I look like this..? Not again..

I thought these thoughts would leave me alone.. I've suffered with my eating disorder for too long, it's to scary to handle again, even think about..
This isn't good.. Daddy won't like me if I look like this.. I have to stay tiny..

"Tae? Honey?" I snapped back into reality, seeing Daddy standing there. "Is everything okay? You seemed kind of out of it, honey.." he asked, a hint of worry in his voice. I swallowed the lump in my throat and nodded.

"I'm okay, daddy." I said. Am I..?

"Are you sure? You know you can tell me anything." He assured me. I nodded once more. He just nodded, looking a little unsure. "Well, come on then, it's almost dinner time." He walked away into the kitchen.

I felt my heart speed up. I have to eat dinner..? I don't wanna.. Daddy will think I'm a piggie.. so will the boys.. I pinched the skin of my tummy, feeling sick just by seeing it.

"Go away!!" I whined. Daddy rushed back in.

"Tiger? What's wrong??" He asked worriedly. I blushed deeply and quickly thought of something.

"Um.. I just saw a bug.." I hoped that daddy would buy it.

"Well, I don't see it anymore, so you're safe." He kissed my head. I don't deserve his kisses.. We went into the kitchen and I sat next to daddy as dinner was set on the table by Jinnie. It looked so yummy.. but my brain was saying "no no!"

"Tae, what do you want to eat honey?" Daddy asked, taking my plate to put food on it. I played with my sweater paws under the table.

"I'm not that hungwy wight now.." Oh no.. my speech..

"But sweetie— wait, you're talking even littler than before.. now tell me, what's wrong? And don't lie to daddy." He said, putting my plate down. Everyone kept glancing at me.

"S-Stop wooking at me!!" I yelled, making everyone avert their eyes.

"Hey, watch your tone or I'll put you in a timeout. Do you understand?" Daddy warned.

"I no care!! I not hungwy and I no wanna eat!" I got up and stomped upstairs, leaving everyone downstairs quiet. I slammed my door shut and hid under my blankies. I couldn't help but cry. I just yelled at daddy and everyone else.. I didn't mean to.. they're all gonna be mad at me and hate me..

You're just mean, Tae.. mean and fat..
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Sorry this was so short, this was a filler for the next chapter. Just a little reminder, if any of you are struggling with eating disorder stuff, I'm always here to talk. I've gone through some eating disorder stuff myself and I understand it can be tough just to look in the mirror sometimes, but you're not alone. Stay safe, loves 💜

-Bella