"I-I'm fine." 
No emotion.
No smiles.
No laughter.
Not a lot of eating.
Namjoon could tell something was wrong.
He could see that she had been biting her nails more.
He could hear her pacing in the room down the hall.
He could hear her leave the house in the middle of the night.
He could tell when she hadn't slept all night.
He could tell she was stressed.
He could tell she had been crying.
"Are you sure?"
She knew he was catching on.
She knew something was wrong with herself.
She couldn't feel hungry anymore.
Her cuticles were bleeding around her nails.
Her mind couldn't stop racing.
She couldn't stop herself from going on late runs.
She couldn't stop the stress.
"I'm okay."
Yoongi could tell she was stressed.
He could see in her what he feels too.
He could tell she hadn't slept.
He could tell she wasn't taking care of herself.
He could tell that her mind was toxic towards her.
He could tell she hadn't eaten in days.
He knew she went on runs.
He knew she couldn't stop working.
He knew she thought she wasn't good enough.
He wished he could fix it all for her.
"I'm just a little overwhelmed."
Jimin could see that she worked too hard.
He knew she constantly went to the studio.
He could see that she couldn't eat anymore.
He knew she cried most nights.

She didn't feel hungry
The stress made her feel sick

She had to go on runs
The stress occupies her mind too much

She had to work so hard
because she knew she wouldn't ever be good enough

She couldn't stop herself from crying
She was too afraid to tell anyone else

She couldn't sleep
Her mind wouldn't let her

"We're here you know"
Hoseok appeared at her door frame.
Hani was curled up on her bed, knees positioned under her chin.
Her eyes were swelled from the relief of crying.
She couldn't take it anymore.
She got up from the bed
and ran into his arms.

"Shh, it's okay,"
Hoseok said as she sobbed into his shoulder.

She felt safe.
She felt relieved.
She felt fine.