Poor jimin
Nani was concerned. 'How skinny was Jimin?' Went through my mind. 'How much of a bad turn did it take? Why was he being so insecure ?' Then I remembered something. I am about 15kg overweight. I was supposed to be 60kg. Then I came up with an idea...
Jimin pov
I layed on the couch shivering and feeling dizzy. I hadn't eaten for 7 days. Four days fasting and 3 days too sick to eat.
My stomach was much smaller now and even one bowl of rice or noodles made me full. I could stop... but I want to maintain my weight. How can I eat properly and exercise enough with our busy schedule? I can't. So I don't eat as much. I don't do anything else- just don't eat.
My trail of thought is interrupted as I hear keys in the door. ' The hyungs shouldn't be home for a while still. Who is it?' Then a familiar face pops out to reveal Nani.
'She's frowning. Uh oh she found out from the boys.' "Hi Jiminie" she says. I smile at the world famous nickname. "How's the diet going?" She asks. Stretching out the die part. "I'm not doing anything except fasting certain days of the week Nani" I tell her. She looks relieved.
"I'll help you with your weight and proper dieting Jimin." She says again. "Ok" I said. "Oh and Jimin, if you fast, I fast. I support you. Ok? " "Ok" I said. And with that we fell asleep on the couch.
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