Anorexia, it kills - 01 ~ Yoongi X Bts ~

Just a Bag of Chips

Third Person POV (Again, Tell me to stop if it's weird or bugging anyone~)

Jimin was a little scared, scared was an understatement but he wasn't gonna let it be more then that. His boyfriend has more or less gotten over anorexia before, he had too...it was gonna work. It had to work. He'd make it work, with the power vested in himself, he'd figure it all out sooner then later.

A sigh escaped Yoongi, as he pulled his mask over his mouth, not wanting to spare a glance at Jimin. He held his hand back, but in all honesty, he just wanted to shrivel up right there and then. Every part of him was aching, he felt just downright terrible. Inside and out, fucking awful.

They sat at the very back, which had 'four' seats, two per side, each facing each other. Each side could've fit four, but if they had a total of 12 or so seats overall for the seven of them, they were fine. Yoongi and Jimin sat together, Jimin alongside the window and Yoongi in the aisle. Jin sat alone across from them as he liked, already getting comfortable after latching in his seatbelt and getting cozy with the blankets and pillows he had. Jungkook and Taehyung were cozied up across, Jungkook on the aisle, and Taehyung beside the window. Namjoon and Hoseok has decided to take up the front since no one was there. They had to take advantage of it, it was in their nature. Which is a good thing anyway.

Yoongi's stomach wouldn't shut up because, he just hadn't eaten, it was bound to happen. It just aggravated him because he knew it could cause suspicion, even if the plane was already really loud to begin with. He stuck his head in Jimin's chest, not caring about anything at this point. He wrapped his arms around the youngest back, and let out a heavy breath, "I'm so tired, Chim." He hadn't used that nickname in a while. it made Jimin's heart flutter, and he kissed his forehead softly, "you really need to get in more rest. I see you working at night, it isn't good baby." He shook his head, pulling Jimin closer to him, but not letting anything but his head to his chest touch. He didn't want Jimin to feel his ribs, which he believed weren't prominent enough for him. They had already been visible beforehand, but now it just deemed to be a concerning sight.

"Aish, I'm never not gonna be tired. I can sleep for years and still be tired when I wake up. That's just facts," Yoongi shrugged, as Jimin put a soft blanket over them. Yoongi was shivering as he always did, anorexia did that. So many chills, all the time, and you're just always cold. Freezing cold. Ice cold. You're just in a freezer, or lying naked in a tub of ice water.

The younger chuckled, kissing Yoongi's forehead like he always did, "just facts. Mm, I'm hungry. You hungry?" He hummed, opening Yoongi's eyes with his fingers, making Yoongi jerk off of him, he shook his head. No one was surprised. Not Jimin nor Jin, who had managed to pick up on Jimin's latest words to his boyfriend. "Aw come on, let's have a little snack together. It'll give us both the energy we need," he remarked in a chirp, getting out a bag of chips from the bag of snacks they brought in. Looking at Jin he raised an eyebrow, "want some hyung? There's plenty."

"That's what happens when I give Tae money and tell him to get a few snacks," Jungkook replied, leaning into Taehyung, who just playfully rolled his eyes in response. "Yah, it's not my fault you gave me such a big responsibility.." they just continued to fight like the couple they were, but nothing they said really meant any harm.

Throwing Jin a snack, Jimin rested himself back up, opening the bag, but struggling to do so. His hands were sweaty, he was so nervous. His breathing was off, and the amount of body heat he had going on for him was through the roof. It was difficult for him not to cuddle closer to Yoongi, but he knew Yoongi better then that. "Ah..I can't open it," Jimin chuckled, blushing in his pure embarrassment as he handed it over to Yoongi who just stared blankly back at him. "Open it," he asked, Yoongi opened it, but said after, "I'm not having any, it's all yours." He handed it over, and tossed over, still resting part of himself on Jimin. The parts he wasn't as insecure of having touch Jimin. Which, to be truly honest, wasn't too much of him at this point in time.

"Have some with me~" Jimin sung, pulling out a chip and bringing it close to Yoongi's mouth, "say ahh!~" Yoongi replied no, surpsing both Jimin and Jin that the cuteness didn't work. He fell in so deep, so quickly. It hurt that they didn't try sooner, knowing that Yoongi was allegedly good at this sort of thing. The thought streaked a tear down Jin's face, but he wipes it off quickly, munching on his snack. Jimin bit his chip, sighing, then putting the bag down, "I'm not hungry anymore," he grumbled. Genuinely surprised, Yoongi tilted his head a little, "why not? I thought you lived those." Jimin shrugged, "just fell out of the mood since you didn't want to eat with me.."

Yoongi felt his heart rock a little in chest, and he pouted a little, despite the effort it took for him to do so, "if you really want me to, I will. Just—" he cut himself off, and pulling the bag off the table, but placing a chip on Jiminie tongue. "Just what?" Jimin asked, hazily rubbing his eyes, redirecting them on Yoongi shortly after doing so. Silence fell between them, as they listened to the giggle and talks of the others. As well as the munching that at the very least, half of them were doing.

"Nothing," Yoongi chuckles, brushing it off. Jimin raised a chip to Yoongi's lips, praying to god he'd open his mouth for him. Even if it wasn't much, getting some calories in was better then zero. Yoongi went cold, gulping as he stared into the chip.

You're gonna get fat

Fat ass

Geez this is why your ribs are hardly prominent

You're not gonna get skinny like this

Don't do it.

He smacked the chip out of Jimin's hand, his face falling paler then it already was before. "I can't," he breathed, pulling the blanket over this head, eventually falling asleep on Jimin.

And Jimin couldn't do anything about it. He could just sit there, and feel the bones of his boyfriend on him.

It was scary. But it just made him want to help more.

He loves Yoongi, so fucking much. Yoongi was beautiful. He just had to let him know.