Anorexia, it kills - 01 ~ Yoongi X Bts ~

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Yoongi POV

I am concerned, honestly, I am. But he's always been good at disciplining himself when it comes to most things, including eating. He's able to loose weight and all unconsciously. It's just that, right? Of course.
"Good morning," I say, stretching. Realizing quickly, Jimin isn't by my side. "Baby?" I say softly to myself.
"200....201....202....203....204...." I hear Jimin say between heavy breaths. He's working out, of course.
His head snaps my way, as he notices I'm awake. "Oh..." He says, taking out his LV AirPods, "Morning."
"How long have you been working out?" I ask, but I truthfully just thought I had been thinking it.
"A couple hours," he replies, as he continues working out, putting his music back in his ears.

He used to workout shirtless, before we dated. And only for an hour or so, maybe two hours before a comeback. But now, he's in a used to be clenching to his body, but not loose workout shirt.
"What do you want for breakfast?" I ask, raising my voice a little bit.
He stares down, poking at his small stomach, "I'm not hungry," he mutters.
"You'll regret it later. You'll be hungry later. Baby," I say, but he reassures me that he won't.
"Fine."

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Jimin POV

"Taehyungie~" I sing, as I sit beside him on the couch.
"Hey Jiminie," He says, patting my head lightly, as if I'm his little puppy or something.
"Ya, stop it Taehyung," I say, smiling softly at him.

"You're so delicate," he says, observing my face, "when was the last time you ate well?"

"You know me, I've never been the biggest eat," I say, "I loose my appetite very quickly. I'm also....small, as in short. So there isn't any need for me to eat as much as everyone else."

"Fine," he sighs, "when was the last time you ate?"

I look into his doughy eyes, and the truth just pops out of me, "Yesterday."

"Damn Jimin," he laughs, "he really don't have an appetite."

I hug him, and nod, "I told you that already."

* * *

We make it to a nice place for dinner later that night. I still haven't eaten anything since yesterday. I barely even ate yesterday anyhow. 

Yoongi taps my shoulder, and points to the menu laid out in front of me, "Pick something before the waiter comes, babe."

I nod, eying the small caesar salad. My stomach has been bothering me all day. It's been hurting, and being loud. I'm afraid someone might hear it, or notice it. but im fat and this is the price i have to pay.

* * *

I pass out in bed, and Yoongi wraps his arms around me, and cuddles me softly. "Did you enjoy dinner babe?" he asks sweetly.

i nod, "Yeah." Yes i enjoyed my salad that i later threw up, thank you very much.

He puts his hands under my shirt, feelings my ribs, "You're too skinny babe."

"No i'm too fat."

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this is all how i feel every day

i love my life 

:))))))

xox