Nuri's POV:

~change myself~

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After his last sentence I completly broke down and started to cry in Jungkook's arms, while Jimin got some things for my arm.

They took care of me, treated my wounds and took me back to their house.

I was completely quiet on our way back, overthinking this whole situation I got myself into.

And as we arrived there I immediantly rushed into my room, ignoring the fact that someone shouted my name through the hall.

I'm just a burden to everyone.

That's right.

They always have to watch over me or take care of me.

You're such an attention seeker, you caused them so much pain and trouble in such a short period of time.

Maybe I should...

Say it, yes say it

Maybe I should end everything.

You finally understand...

Or at least just pretend everything would be alright.

No, just en-

Then I heard a knock on the door, wrenching me out of my thoughts.

I quickly wiped away my tears, stood up and hesitantly opened it, to see Jungkook standing in front of me.
"Yes?"

"Lunch is almost ready", he said, his voice barely more than a whisper.
I nodded, before we walked to the living room.

I honestly wanted to avoid the others, but I knew I didn't have a choice.
I live with them.

"Did you tell them?", I asked Jungkook, not looking away from. The floor.

"No, that's up to you", he answered, shortly before the first member came towards us.

"Hey Nuri!!", Tae shouted happily and pulled me in a hug.
"Hey Tae", I replied, forcing myself to laugh.

We then all sat around the huge dining table, where the others greeted me as well before they started to shower me in questions.

Everyone wanted to know where I was and I tried to answer but no words came out of my mouth.

Jungkook then lied about it and said I was at a bakery.

It was such a simple lie, yet everyone believed him.

"Only five more minutes", Jin shouted from the kitchen.
CDo you need some help?", I asked.

"No thanks!"
I shrugged, then looking at Jimin who sat next to me and was on his phone.

I got curious and starred on his screen, realizing that he was scrolling through some comments on Twitter.

I looked at his face a few times to see that he hasn't noticed it.

There were a lot of nice comments from Armys, but he someone managed to find a hater page and read through all of their comments...

Did Jimin gained weight? He looks so fat!

Yeah, right? He makes the group look stupid. He's not even talented!

I widened my eyes, wanting to gasp at these comments, but I just looked away and then at Jimin who looked down at himself, with tears in his eyes.

"Lunch is ready!", Jin shouted from the kitchen just in time, but Jimin stood up.

"I think I'll pass, I don't feel so good", Jimin chuckled, making me lose all the color of my face.

Oh god please don't tell me he believes this bullshit-

"Oh, okay. Are you sure you don't wanna eat anything?", Hoseok asked, suspicious of the younger.

"Yeah, maybe later", Jimin shrugged with a fake smile and walked to his room.

The others seemed to notice that something was off too, but non of them said anything about it.

They talked about a possible comeback and some shows they have to attend.

But I couldn't get Jimin out of my mind.....

After lunch I helped Namjoon with doing the dishes.
At some point a plate broke in Namjoons hands out of nowhere, making me burst out in laughter.

"YAH! Do you always need to break something?! I TOLD YOU IT'S NOT A GOOD IDEA TO LET HIM IN THE KITCHEN!", Yoongi shouted, "why do I even care? Nobody is listening to me in this house. I'll take a nap, see you at practise", he sighed and walked away.

"I just tried the plate", Namjoon said staring at the two pieces in his hands.

After cleaning everything up, I put some food on a plate for and walked to his room.
I hesitantly knocked at the door.

"Come in!", Jimin said, barely audible.
As I walked in, I saw him laying on the bed.

"Oh. Hey Nuri!", he greeted me, his smile fading as soon as he saw the plate in my hands.

"I know you don't feel bad. I saw you reading these comments. Do you really believe this bullshit? They just want you to starve yourself. You are a skinny legend", I joked, causing him to laugh.

"It's the truth! Now eat something, or do I need to feed you?", I raised a brow. He shook his head.

"I really don't want to eat anything", he whimpered, playing with his fingers.

"Are you freaking kidding me? You.... little kid", I sighed and walked up to him.
I put the food on the table next to his bed and then looked at him.

I sat him up and put some food on the spoon.
"Open your mouth!", I commanded and he shook his head again.

Then I started tickling him untill he laughed. I took that as my chance and quickly put the spoon in his mouth.

He rolled his eyes and mumbeled: "Mean"

Such a little kid.

After I was done feeding him, I wanted to leave again, but his phone started ringing, earning my attention.

Caller ID:
My little kitty💜

Accept/Decline

He just stared down at it with a really sad expression on his face.
"Who is this and why won't you accept it?", I frowned confused.

"It's my girlfriend, Katherine. She'll notice that something is wrong.... I can't tell her that I was about to.... you know.... She would be so worried", he whispered somehow ashamed while a tear rolled down his cheek.

"I understand you, but if you don't pick up she'll be more worried", I patted his shoulder.

"I know", he replied, still not moving.
I sighed accepted his call and gave it to him.

His eyes widened.

"Jimin?!", the girl on the phone asked, her voice filled with worry.

"Hey", he replied, before taking a deep breath.

That's the moment where I thought I should leave and give him some space, so I walked to Jungkook's room....

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