Anorexia, it kills - 01 ~ Yoongi X Bts ~

Cravings

Jimin POV
"Hm..." Yoongi mutters, as we sit at the place for breakfast. He's really indecisive, or just trying to get out of eating. But there's not way I'll ever let him skip a meal.
The waitress comes by, "What would you two like?"
"I-I'll have the fruit salad," Yoongi says, "A small one, please."
"Yoongi...I'll have a waffle," I say, without even glancing at the menu.
She smiles softly, and swoops the menu away. I hope the waffles are high in calories. Because I'm switching dishes with Yoongi.

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Jungkook POV

"No! I said no, okay? You're not g-gonna look, Kookie," Yoongi says, as he backs into the backboard of his bed.
I put a finger on his lips, "Please don't be so loud. I don't want to wake up Jimin, he's had a stressful day."
"Oh...did he tell you that?" He says, nervously biting his lip as I sit next to him on his bed.
"Yeah, he had a massive headache, and I asked if he was stressful. He said, yeah, his day was stressful."
"It's my fault," he mutters, wrapping his thumb and pinky around his wrist, a gaping gap between his fingers and his wrist.
He opens his laptop, and smiles at me, "You wanted to see photos?"
I smirk, "Yes, I did. I want to see the photos you took. It's not every so often I get to see your vacation photos."
He giggles, "I won't even show Jiminie. You're lucky, okay?"
"You sure know how to make me feel extra special," I say, poking his cheek. But there wasn't much to poke, just his cheek bones. And his jawline, so sharp, I swear my finger should be bleeding right now.
He presses on a folder, and reveals photos. "Awe, you're so cute," I say, "You look like a doll! Well...you always do, Yoongi."
He blushes, "Stop it, you know I can't take flattering very well."
I laugh, "Oh, Yoongi, just show me the photos! I really want to see you in that Hawaiian shirt that's buried in your closet."
"You've looked in my closet?!" He says, panicking, "Welp, there goes the rest of my privacy."
I laugh aloud, "You leave your door wide open sometimes, and the closet open. I can't help but have good eyesight!"
He lightly smacks the back of my head, "Kookie!"
I smirk, "Haa." I put my hand on his shoulder, and shiver at the feeling of his sharp shoulder bones, "Yoongi?"
"Yeah?" He chuckles, "I have more photos, if you wann-"
I close his laptop, and put it on his nightstand. Beside a bottle of pills. I grab the bottle, "Hungry Suppressant? Yoongi I..."
His already pale face goes even paler, "Jungkook, it's not what it looks like."
I laugh, "You're fucking anorexic, Yoongi. You're so skinny."
He shakes his head, looking down in shame, "I'm not skinny..I'm not thin. I'm fat, Jungkook. I'm so fat."
I bring him into a soft hug, afraid I'll break him if I go any harder on his small body. He starts to sob into my chest, "I know I'm addicted to it."
I shake my head, and rub his back, as he shakes and shivers uncontrollably in my arms.
"No one understands...except you," he says to me, looking straight into my eyes. He's such a doll, god, if him and Jimin didn't look on the verge of literally smashing every moment, I would kiss him. I want Yoongi, I want him to be mine. All mine, forever.