Don't Be Like Me || ✔️

10

Giggling as he hooks his small pinky around Taehyung's one.
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Jimin's POV

I woke up, rubbing my eyes. Nobody was there again. A small knock appeared on the door. It was my therapist.

She held a small smile as she entered. Dragging a chair as she casually sat next to me.

"How are you doing?" She asked. I forced out a smile.

"Pretty good" I muttered. She nodded. I knew she wasn't fully convinced but at least she wasn't pushing me.

"I looked at your drawing and I realized that you are feeling regretful over your actions. May I know why?" She asked. I bit my lips. Not knowing what to say. She kept looking at me. Giving me time to think.

"I...uh" I stuttered out. She looked down at my hands gently pushing my hands away from each other. I was scratching it without realizing it.

"I noticed the members have been more apart lately. I also know that they are all suffering because of me. I should've asked for help but I didn't..." I sighed. She smiled softly.

"I know it may seem like it's all your fault but I need you to understand that what you went through is something difficult. About the members being more apart. May I know why you said that?" She asked. I held back my tears.

"They are not here. I need them more than before. Something must be wrong at home, I know that. I just want to see all the members with me. I know they hate me for what I did." I spoke. My voice cracking slightly. She patted my knee.

"They don't hate you. They just need their own time. They would do anything to help you, Jimin. The members visited you a lot when you were unconscious. I may not be here but I can see that. They are trying their best but right now, they just need time to process everything." She said. I nodded, feeling slightly assured by her words.

"I also heard by the nurses you started screaming out of nowhere. What happened?" She asked.

"When I started starving myself and falling into that hole. This voice kept me company while I was alone. It kept telling me I was doing well. It encouraged me when I was hurting myself but just when I try to feel better. I was called crazy." I explained. Another knock on the door was heard. A nurse holding a tray of food. The therapist looked at it before glancing at the nurse.

"I'm sorry, can you lessen the portion?" She asked. I smiled softly. I couldn't ask them to do it so I was glad she was there.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I will." She nurse spoke. Leaving the ward.

"Anyways, I know that voice was your only comfort when you were hurting but let me tell you truthfully. That thing will only bring you down. It's not easy to control it but distraction is always the best thing. Ignore it, do the opposite of whatever it says till it gets tired." She spoke.

"What's your distraction?" She asked. I looked down. Thinking of the answers. A small smiled appeared on my face.

"The members..." I spoke, eyes watering slightly as I remembered our interactions and memories.
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3rd person view

"Hyung, the nursed called" Hoseok called. Waking Jin up. After what happened yesterday. Jin drank half of the wine bottle and passed out. While Taehyung fell asleep; holding hands with Hoseok after his talk with Yoongi.

"Hyung..." Hoseok shook Jin again. Jin forced his eyes open. Glancing at Hoseok who was dressed up.

"The nurse told us that Jimin wants all of us there with him. The therapist told her to pass the message." Hoseok spoke. Jin sat up. Ruffling his hair. Hoseok told Yoongi and Jungkook about it, they were a little hesitant but they knew they had to meet him face to face in the end anyways.

Taehyung on the other hand woke up immediately and started showering. He was scared to meet Jimin. Not knowing his state of health yet.

Jimin called him and told him he will get better.

But Jimin, too, fell into a panic and passed out.

Taehyung was overwhelmed but if Jimin needed him with him. He will. No matter how he felt.
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Jimin had the food try in front of him. The therapist had thought him a small technic of having a small bite and leaving it in his mouth for 10 seconds before he decides to spit it out or swallow it.

It's been 3 hours since the food was in front of him but he couldn't touch it.

I'll try my best

Jimin remembered his promise to Taehyung. He pulled the table closer to him. Taking a deep breath before picking up the spoon. He took a small scoop of the rice. Placing it near his lips. His eyes were watering. Feeling like he was going to puke by the smell but he held it in.

Shoving the rice into his mouth. He tried to chew but he couldn't. Leaving the food in his mouth. Counting in his head for 10 seconds.

Until he decided to swallow.

He dropped the spoon. Tears streaming down his face as his whole body shook. Sobbing by himself.

He hated the fact it took him so much courage to eat the plain rice.

He hated the fact that he isn't eating the way he used to.

He hated... "You did great." A deep voice appeared. He felt arms wrapped around him. He immediately knew who it was. Wrapping his arms around him.

"I'm sorry I didn't come earlier," Taehyung spoke. Gently patting his back. Jimin continued to sob into the taller male's shirt. Taehyung pulled away. Wiping both Jimin's and his tears.

Taehyung picked up the spoon. Scooping some rice and placing a small piece of chicken on it. Passing the spoon to Jimin's shaky hands.

"Go ahead. You don't have to swallow it. I'll be here." Taehyung spoke. Jimin opened his mouth, carefully placing the food in his mouth with his watery eyes and immediately swallowing the food.

Taehyung smiled softly. Ruffling his hair.