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janah | apple slices

APPLE SLICES ⁎ JANAH
↪︎ 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 - eating a few apple slices is a lot harder
than it seems.
↪︎ 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 - mentions of illnesses such as eating disorders. i've never experienced this first or second hand so if my way of writing it is false, i'm terribly sorry and if there is a way i could correct it, by all means, please let me know. my intentions are not and never will be to poke fun at such a serious topic. if this is triggering for you, i advise that you skip over this chapter.
↪︎ 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 -  tiktokeravery

the two had been sitting at their kitchen table for twenty minutes now, a small bowl of sliced apples in front of them remaining untouched.

jack had always been on the smaller side to begin with, which worried jonah terribly. he would always make sure jack was eating regularly and drinking enough water throughout the days, just because he forever feared that something tragic would happen to the love of his life.

and jack was doing all of this for awhile, eating and drinking, but one day jack decided he would just skip a meal. it wasnt that big of a deal, just one chicken wrap had gone to waste. but then the next day he decided to not eat lunch again. and then after three weeks of no lunch he decided he didnt need dinner either.

when each day went by he would eat less and less until he was down to nothing. this energy low and his bone weaker than they originally were. but it wasn't a big deal, just a meal made by jonah going to waste.

when jonah finally realized how much time had passed of jack not eating it worried him horribly. he felt absolutely disgusted with himself. as his lover, jonah felt the need to protect him from anything and everything. but what jonah never realized is that jack himself was jacks own worst enemy, and that he had been battling with his mind for months now.

then when jack had finally admitted to not eating as much as he should, jonah had done everything to try getting him healthy again. they went to group therapy, scheduled multiple doctors appointments to understand how they could work on jacks weight in the healthiest way possible and so on.

so there they sat, the bone thin boy seated on jonahs lap and the tall brunet having a small piece of apple in his hands. "i know this is really hard for you, and i know it's taking a lot to even sit, but please to just take a small bite. i promise you'll feel so much better." jonah spoke softly to the vulnerable boy in his arms.

jack drew back from his lover, the overwhelming sent of the apples juice being sickening to him. "n-no, i-it's t-too much," he stuttered out, pushing jonahs fingers away.

"i know, but we need a starting line, baby." jonah tried being as patient as possible with jack, but can you blame him for getting frustrated? he just wanted jack to go back to being the healthy and happy boy he used to be.

jack frowned to his caring boyfriend, being frustrated with him as well. he knew jonah was only trying to help him, but none of this was easy for the boy. going from eating nothing to picking on small snacks was so much more difficult than jonah thought it would be.

"it's not as easy as you think, jonah." jack told him harshly, being fed up with how impatient jonah had grown to be.

this causing the older to sigh, knowing that picking a fight with each other wouldn't do them any good right now. this is a time where jack would need him most and therefore butting heads wouldn't get the smaller boy anywhere.

"i understand that and i know this is a very difficult time for you." said the older. "but you need to eat. just one small, small bite is all i ask." he extended his fingers which were clamped around a small slice of apple.

it was small, yeah, but humongous to jack. just seeing the snack was sickening to him. yet deep down, he knew jonah was right. he needed to eat. even if it was the smallest piece of apple.

so, with a big gulp of his own saliva, jack opened his mouth wide enough for his boyfriend to place the cut up cube into his mouth. the curly haired boy only bit into half of it, his body so badly wanting to reject the sweet fruit.

but despite his desire to spit the crunchy substance out of his mouth, jack had chewed up the disgustingly sweet snack and swallowed it all. immediately hearing praises such as, 'oh my gosh, you did it!', 'i'm so proud of you, honey' , 'you did so good!' and 'oh gosh, it's only gonna get better for you, i can just feel it,' from jonah.

and jonah had been right. because slowly but surely, a half a slice of apple turned into a full slice, one slice turned into five, five turned into the full apple, one apple turned into two, two apples turned into a full bowl of fruit and a bowl of fruit somehow turned into three full meals each day.

this experience truly showed jack that he was way more than his body. as well as his weight not meaning a thing or defining his beauty in the slightest. because if he was hundred pounds or a thousand, he will forever be a pretty angel.