KAYDEN
Kaz*
"Choi, you're not healthy." Minho peered down at her as her hands held his face, his free hand moving to wrap around hers. "I know that when you see yourself you think you're not skinny enough, or not pretty enough. But Choi you're gorgeous. You were extra gorgeous though when you looked healthy too. I know you don't see it but the rest of us do." He leaned forward and pressed his forehead against hers for a moment, his eyes closing happily for a split second before he stood up fully and wrapped his arm around her when she hugged him. It felt so nice that she was back, even though it was he that left in the first place. He felt terrible for what he caused her to do to herself. And he wouldn't let it happen again. "Choi, I want you around as much as possible. I just want this to be healthier all around this time."
None of the drinking, or not eating. Nothing stupid. And no depending on each other so much that this is what would happen if they ever broke up again. Minho hoped to god this would never happen again, that they would never be split up. But even if they were, they couldn't react the way that they did. It was one thing to love someone so much that it hurt you to leave them, it hurt you terribly. But it was another to not know who you are alone.
"I want you to stay here, if you could... I can't leave Yubin. Not after all of this crap. She wouldn't be okay." As if on cue, Minho heard Yubin yelling outside in the living room and he was on edge instantly. "And you're about to see why. Come on, help me? I can't do this with one arm." Minho took Choi's hand gently and walked out into the living room, looking back at Choi with a small smile. "Ready for this?" Minho pushed open the door to Yubin's room to find her face first in her pillows, hyperventilating and sobbing. "Ah shit girlie." Minho sat on the edge of her bed and looked over at Choi, "Will you get me a cold wash cloth and a bottle of water." He reached into Yubin's night stand and pulled out the bottle of pills, putting two in his hand before looking down at his friend. "You haven't been taking these have you."
None of the drinking, or not eating. Nothing stupid. And no depending on each other so much that this is what would happen if they ever broke up again. Minho hoped to god this would never happen again, that they would never be split up. But even if they were, they couldn't react the way that they did. It was one thing to love someone so much that it hurt you to leave them, it hurt you terribly. But it was another to not know who you are alone.
"I want you to stay here, if you could... I can't leave Yubin. Not after all of this crap. She wouldn't be okay." As if on cue, Minho heard Yubin yelling outside in the living room and he was on edge instantly. "And you're about to see why. Come on, help me? I can't do this with one arm." Minho took Choi's hand gently and walked out into the living room, looking back at Choi with a small smile. "Ready for this?" Minho pushed open the door to Yubin's room to find her face first in her pillows, hyperventilating and sobbing. "Ah shit girlie." Minho sat on the edge of her bed and looked over at Choi, "Will you get me a cold wash cloth and a bottle of water." He reached into Yubin's night stand and pulled out the bottle of pills, putting two in his hand before looking down at his friend. "You haven't been taking these have you."