Sinner II Vmin

Starvation

John 6:35 And Jesus said to them, "I am the bread of life."

     My head has been throbbing ever since I woke up. A stunning beam of sunlight strobed through the window casting a golden glow unto Taehyung's profile. I analyzed his every move from the way his jaw clenched in frustration or the way his brows furrowed in concentration. It was an immaculate sight to say the least. The odorous steam of Miyeok Guk and rice fogged the small cabin, my stomach growling in response. Taehyung and I haven't spoken to each other yet. When I woke up he was already busy in the small kitchen, loud music projecting from his cellphone. I'm sure he hasn't noticed my consciousness yet as he's too focused on his task, but I don't want him to notice. As soon as I see him about to turn in my direction I plop back down on the bed, curling up like I was still asleep. "Jimin-ah, are you awake? I made breakfast for us." Taehyung says, his usual rich voice a bit softer. Tentatively he places a hand on my shoulder, shaking it gently. Putting on my best act I slowly peel open my eyes just like I would if I were genuinely just waking up. "Good morning angel face." Says the taller before walking back to the kitchenette.  "Good morning." I reply with blushing cheeks, as any compliment made me flustered.  "By the way you suck at acting." Taehyung comments with a knowing smirk. He placed two small bowls in front of me, doing the same for himself. Embarrassed, I play with my chopsticks instead of looking at the boy. With an amused grin he sat down in front of me. He instantly began piling rice into his mouth, washing it down with the stew. On the contrary, I still hadn't even touched my food yet. I am definitely hungry, however I just can't bring myself to eat. Every time I attempt to get a scoop of rice or soup my hand stops. This unnatural behavior can be blamed on the wicked words of self hatred being spewed by the inner voice in my head.  

    I think Taehyung picked up on my weird manners because his chewing came to a halt, instead his eyes were trained on my every move.  "Why aren't you eating?" The question was simple, yet I couldn't find myself able to give a proper answer. From his expression I couldn't really read his emotions, as he looked entirely inscrutable.  "I... um, I'm just not that hungry right now Taehyung-ah." My hesitance probably wasn't helping my case one bit. "Bullshit." He claims, staring me dead in the eye. I felt a piece of my somewhat stable state of mind break off. Slowly but surely my mind was shutting down, slipping deeper into my rather meek head space. His stern tone did not help my growing issue.  "I-I'm sorry I-I'll do b-better." I stuttered out, my face already streaming with tears.  "I-I know that I'm disgusting, I know that I-I'm fat, I-I -"  "Jimin listen to me for a moment." Taehyung says interrupting my blubbering, his eyes softening their gaze.  

       Warm hands enclose around my own. He brought my hands to his face before pressing a chaste kiss on both. "Jimin-ah, who the hell is making you believe these lies, hm? Don't say that about yourself, it isn't true at all. I'm begging you to please let go of these negative thoughts, cause I promise you that they aren't the truth." With a small voice I whisper,  "It is true, I hear it everyday it must be true." The boy shakes his head rapidly, "They are liars, why do you believe them? Those people are just miserable bastards that can't help but make others feel bad." Still holding my hand the boy pulls me into the mini bathroom. Switching the light on, we were face to face with the horizontal mirror that adorned the wall above the sink.  "Look at yourself, you're perfect. You don't need to starve yourself you're body is absolutely gorgeous already. Where do you see fat?" A giggle escapes my rosy lips when his long fingers tickle my sides.  "Huh? Where is it? To me I think you could gain a few pounds and obtain a healthy weight." I frown when he mentions gaining weight. "Aish, don't pout ok. Don't you want to be healthy?" I nod yes at his question.  "So promise me that you'll be healthy." Looking down I avoid the intensity of his stare, not wanting the burden of making a promise. "Jimin promise me." He repeats with the same gentle tone. My cheeks squished up when his large hands cupped them, forcing me to gaze into his deep brown orbs. Although he used a soft tone his glare told the complete opposite. It's like his eyes were threatening me to not let him down and so I caved in.  "I-I... I promise you that I will be h-healthy." Next thing I know his hands were no longer holding my face but instead on my waist. Drawing me closer he places a tender kiss on my forehead, making my breath hitch.  "Thank you. Let's go eat now, even though the food is most likely cold." Emotionally drained, I don't protest when he leads me back to the small, four person dining table. Shakily my hand picks up the spoon I was given. As first I hesitate, but the encouraging expression that Taehyung wore brought me back to reality. Getting a hefty portion I pile it into my mouth. Forcing myself to swallow, it took everything in me to not regurgitate it back up. Eating made me want to vomit since I've skipped multiple days 'till now. I almost regretted it until I saw the proud smile the boy flashed me. After about 2 or 3 more bites I set my utensils down.  "I can't eat anymore Taehyung-ah." I pouted.  "That's fine, you did well. I'm proud of you Min." I beam at his praise, utterly not accustomed to such affirmation.  

    The rest of our day consisted of us messing around in the backyard until it got dark. We played tag again, then hide n' seek for multiple rounds. Surprisingly it wasn't as bad as it sounds with only two players. After we strolled around the fields, allowing vitamin D to penetrate our beings. I was at ease, simply marveling at the beauty of nature.

A.N~ Today is a special day because there will be four more updates to this story today. Hopefully you enjoy this one. xoxo