Weight loss. BTS
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Seokjin
It took you a while to notice his weight loss, because he was eating so well. But then you saw him in one of his older white shirts. His bones were sticking out, he was skinnier than ever. You knew that the new choreography was stressing him out. The dance was hard, you remembered him say one night.
Yes, at night, as this was the only time you could see each other. He would rush into the practice room in the morning and come back late at night. You couldn't help but get angry at yourself and also at him. He was an idol for years now, he should take care of himself, you thought. Didn’t he learn one thing or two? How he was the most important thing. Himself and his health and well-being.
But then you remembered what his fans meant to him. It wasn't his intention to suffer, but this was the only was for him to repay Armys. He always felt lacking in many ways, no matter how confident he tried to present himself. You decided to visit the boys at least once a day in the studio, to feed them and to help wherever you could. If Jin was stressed to fulfill his motherly role in the group, you woul fill in. And with Jin so skinny, you couldn't imagine how the other members looked like.
“Delivery, starving sonyeondan!,” you yelled into the practice room,”Let’s gain weight this promotions!”
Yoongi
He was wearing a belt. On the jeans you bought him last month. The reason you got them was the perfect fit and now he had to wear a belt. Yes, Yoongi was naturally on the skinny side, but even he had to admit that he didn't look healthy anymore. His skin looked dull, his hair was growing slower and thinner and he was aching all the time.
„Min Yoongi", you yelled, after calling his name for the tenth time now in front of his studio, the Genius Lab. Genius, my ass. He was dumb enough to starve himself and make his health suffer.
He slowly opened the door and you grabbed his hands, without warning. You dragged him into the living room and made him sit on a chair. His favorite meal sat on the table, but instead of eating he stared at it and you.
„Eat", you said loudly, watching him angrily.
He shook his head. „I have no appetite and a song to finish." He tried to stand up, but you slammed the table. He froze. You couldn't see him like this anymore.
„Y/N", he said, taking your hands.
„I know you have to work, you want to prove yourself, but this is just dumb," you said,"how much do you weight now, Yoongi?"
He looked down at himself. „I don't know," he whispered.
„Tell me the code for the Genius Lab," you said once calmed down.
„You know the code, it's your birthday, but why?"
„Everyday for at least three meals, I will get you food.” It wasn’t a question, you would make this boy eat, no matter what.
Hoseok
His ribs were the first thing you saw in the morning. There were no toned abs anymore, just bones.
Being the main dancer always made him proud and motivated him to work harder. But now with all the weight loss, he had less power in his moves, which made him worker harder than before, which again made him lose more weight. It was a vicious cycle.
You hugged him and kissed his collarbone. That woke him up and he whispered you a good morning.
„What will you do for breakfast?," you asked him. He used to make you food, before he stopped and rushed to practice everyday.
„I have dance lessons", he murmured into your hair. You hugged him tighter.
„I won't let go, until you feed me." You felt his laugh on your body. But you meant what you said. You wouldn't leave him alone, until he ate with you. Of course, he would have to wash his face with the koala-you and prepare everything like that. But he found it funny enough, that he didn't tell you off. He made pancakes and put nutella on them.
„Open up," he said but you shook your head. „You first."
When you saw him eat, it made you smile brightly.
„Why? What's wrong?," he asked. „That's probably the first real food you ate in the last few days." He wanted to protest, but realized that it was the truth. Hoseok wasn't usually a person to lose his discipline over work, but this comeback just demanded more than usual.
„Will you ask me to take care of myself? Is this why you are glued on me?" His smile looked sad. „I will hand my watch over to Jimin, if you don't eat later. I bet he does an amazing job as a koala.," you said. Understood, he murmured and took the rest of the pancake.
Namjoon
It was kind of funny. RM was running around the house looking for his keys and phone. He didn't doubt for a second, that maybe he didn't lose them.
The truth was that you hid them to make him stay home. Everyday he would rush into the studio to finish old songs and start new ones. But without his studio keys, he couldn't enter it and without a phone, he couldn't call anyone. Also his phone had all his ideas in it.
After an hour, he decided to stay at home, take a day off, just as you hoped. You couldn't hide your excitement and asked him, what he wanted to do.
„Just nothing?," he looked overwhelmed by the question, as he had spent days working nonstop. You reached for your phone and ordered pizza.
„In the morning?," he asked.
„Come on, I probably have today to make you gain some weight," you answered. When the pizza arrived you sat on the couch and started a movie.
„Namjoon?," you said, while he still looked at the screen.
„Hm?"
„When will you stop overworking?" He turned towards you now and looked confused. „But I've always been like that," he said.
„That doesn't mean it's normal, you know." You took his wrist and compared it with yours. „Yours shouldn't be thinner than mine, don't you agree?” He didn’t have an answer to that. He waited for you to continue.
“I just want two days in the week, where we spent time and I take care of you. Mess yourself up all the other days, but can you promise me those two days?" You sounded frustrated, but didn't care at this point. He was surprised by your reaction, but quickly nodded, afraid that you might cry.
„Wednesday and Saturday then?"
Jimin
„Okay, I will follow your diet plan then", you told Jimin.
He always ate little, but the food on his plate was practically nonexistent. A few vegetables and rice looked kind of sad in front of him. And he wouldn't be able to finish this either.
„No way, you have to eat to work", he responded quickly.
„And you don't? Did you develop super powers, that allow you to survive with that amount?" You started to sound sarcastic now.
„I will eat later."
You took your phone and dialed Jungkooks number. He picked up and greeted you. „Hi, Kookie, how much does Jimin eat in the studio?" Jimin tried to grab your phone, but you stopped him with your other hand. He wasn't that strong, not with his current physiques.
„He doesn't eat much, I guess. He usually practices the moves and his singing while we take a break. You know him, Noona", Jungkook explained. You could imagine the Maknae shrugging his shoulders. He didn't want to tell on Jimin, but he must have noticed Jimins state, too. You thanked him and ended the call.
Jimin pouted his lips and didn't look at you. He murmured something about not my mom and embarrassing.
„Oh should I call your mom, too, Jimin?" He shot an angry look at you and put his chopsticks into the rice. Like a baby, you thought.
Taehyung
After years of writing lyrics and melodies, that didn't get choosen as the final product, V wanted his own song. The melody was finally done, but the aftereffects were visible on his body. Inside his oversized shirts he looked like a lost child and his bones were peeking through the holes he made. His sharp nose was more prominent and his one-sided double eyelid looked deeper.
„Any progress on the lyrics?," you asked him when he walked into the kitchen to drink some water. He even gave up on soda. He shook his head. You walked closer and backhugged him when he closed the fridge.
„Maybe you need some inspiration?" He turned around and caressed your hair.
„What about the restaurant nearby? You love their pizza," you suggested.
„I missed your ramen," he said and kissed your nose. You were happy to hear, that he was willing to eat and quickly began to get the ingredients.
He sat down and watched you prepare everything. He didn't talk, which was so unusual for him, but it made you talk a lot more. He would giggle here and there, knowing he made you nervous like that.
„I get it. You can stop," he laughed when you tried to talk about politics. You were so bad at small talk. „I will come out to eat."
„And please talk. You won't write lyrics, if you forget to talk. Or listen to me speak about politics."
Jungkook
You cut the cable that connected his screen and computer.
After telling him to take a break for way too many times, you finally had enough. He stared at you when he saw his screen go black.
„You did not." He sunk into his chair and looked shocked. „I didn't save the video."
He didn't only lose weight, but a few braincells as well. His computer was still running, you just cut the connection to the screen, but you wouldn't tell him.
You turned his chair and pushed him all the way to the kitchen. He was still pouting and glaring at you.
„If you didn't save it, it probably was not that great.” You were provoking him. But he made you mad with neglecting his body like that.
„It was the best Golden Closet Film I ever made." You rolled your eyes. „And these are the best dishes I ever made."
He crossed his arms and refused to eat.
„Okay, you eat and I restore your video, deal?," you asked. He thought for a while and finally nodded. When he took a bite you entered his studio and searched for a new cable.
„They are in the first drawer, next to you," you heard Jungkook say behind you, leaning on the door frame. So he knew? Or maybe he could finally think clearly with nutritions inside his body. He had bread crumbles around his mouth and a sandwich in his hand.
„Thanks for the food, but don't do that again, ok?"
“Don’t make me do it then.”
