stray kids one shots ✨🌹✨

seungmin; health (tw)

[this one-shot contains a story about anorexia and therefore, here's a trigger warning.
please read this with caution.]

he laid down next to her, smiling.
she slept, smiling.
his arms snug around her body as he slipped into the blanket, thinking how beautiful she is and will be. but he noticed her body was smaller than last week, again.
seungmin's eyes furrowed in pain, he sighed as he hugged her.
"how...come it still happens and nothing seems to work?", he thought to himself.

nothing's more painful than seeing your beloved one going through a hard time and you can't do anything about it.

she was in front of the mirror again, looking at her bare body, only in underwear.
she knew she was perfect to her significant other, seungmin. she knew she was perfect to her family, her friends. probably every person that knows about her anorexia and wants to sincerely talk her out of it.
but which opinion matters the most?
her own.
her own that said she wasn't.
her own thoughts that said she wasn't enough, wasn't perfect at all.
she always ended up throwing up after breakfast, lunch, snack time, or just at random times.

seungmin was coming home, he saw the bathroom closed with lights on and his gaze immediately lowered. he sighed.
she came out, looking tired.
"hey babe, how was your day?", she greeted him and gave him a kiss full of love on his soft lips.
he took her thin hand and squeezed it- noticing it was cold, really cold.
"good, work was exhausting but i always come home and my day gets better immediately when i see you.
what did you do today?"
"i...woke up, got dressed,...hmm...talked to mom?"
seungmin's eyes looked at her with sadness again, no food again.

she was once again in front of the mirror.
looking at her bare body with nothing but underwear.
she couldn't think about anything except the look in his eyes, pain. sadness. a bit of disappointment.
yeah, she understood.
she's ill and it's not really going good.
her head turned around to their bed, him sleeping peacefully.
she thought about him and for everything he has done for her.
...she wanted to give him something back, really.

he's suffering because of her,
so what's something he definitely want to have?
and she immediately knew what is was.

"seungmin, babe-", her fingers poked his cheek, his cute cheeks she loved to kiss, to stroke, to poke.
seungmin groaned and his eyes opened slowly, he smiled when he saw her face.
"y-yes?
y/n?"
"i have something to ask you."
"yeah?", seungmin sat up and ruffled through his fluffy hair she loved.
"please go to the doctors with me, i wanna agree to do that stronger therapy."
seungmin's eyes opened in surprise, he was happy.
"really?", his hands were holding hers, she was slightly shaking.
"yes...i wanna do it.
...you know, i was afraid of doing it, in fear it wouldn't help again. i was tired of losing.
and then i started to hate my body.
so i didn't see a reason to change it the way i wanted anymore and was just-
angry at it.
it makes me feel so bad, why just don't give it what it needs?"

a tear fell on his hand, he watched it flowing down to hers.
"but i realized what is has done for me.
i am living because of it.
it makes me see, feel, hear, smell and taste.
it makes me move, express myself.
they're people out there who sincerely want what i wanted to throw away. and i didn't want to admit it.
the aspect that made me change my mind was...you.

you, kim seungmin."
a smile was formed on her face, eyes weak.
"you.
thanks to my body, i got to meet you, love you.
and thanks to it, i can feel the pleasure you make me feel."
both blushed at her last words.
but deep down, seungmin felt proud.

he thought he wasn't even a reason to stop to her.
but hearing this made him the happiest he could ever be.