Fixing Us

Chapter 20: Necessary Comfort

"What on earth happened Friday that caused this?" I finally ask the question that I've been dying to know the answer to. I'd asked once on Friday but hyungs just shook their heads at the time, not answering.

"The interview Friday didn't go too well for her." Namjoon answers with a sigh. I just look at them in confusion, them knowing I want to know more than just that.

"The interviewer was questioning her, trying to pry and figure out if she was cheating on you with me or any of the other boys, Jimin. She kept answering and answering, but he wouldn't let it go. Minae finally stepped in and tried to cut the conversation off to save her and Sohjae flipped shit.

"The argument got really nasty and Jing finally snapped. Yelling, asking the oldest girl when the last time she'd done any of the work that she's done and that if she's so terrible for the band then why hasn't she been cut yet. She stormed off stage after that, coming right back here and she'd had herself locked in there since." Hoseok explains with a sigh.

Frowning, I look down at the beautiful exhausted sweet girl in my arms. I can't believe she had to go through that, and not only to have to go through that in general but to reach that point on stage in front of fans during an interview. I know how hard she can be on herself and how much to heart she takes every piece of criticism. She's worse than me half the time.

"Here. I made her some soup. She probably needs to start out light with what she's eating for now since she hasn't had anything in two days. We don't want to upset her stomach." Jin says as he walks back into the room before seeing her fast asleep. He frowns, shaking his head.

"We need to wake her up. She needs to eat, Jimin." He tells me. Frowning once again, I look down at her before taking her hand and playing with her fingers. It's one of the few ways I've ever figured out how to get her to wake up, drawing small random patterns on her works to wake her up and to put her to sleep.

Saejing POV

I sigh, moving slightly as I wake up before opening my eyes. Glancing around the room, I know I've not been out long. Instead though, I curl further into Jiminie, burying my face into his chest as he chuckles softly.

"Butterfly, you've got to be awake. Jin hyung made you some soup." He whispers softly. I just shake my head.

"I'm not hungry." I mumble into his chest. He sighs in response, running his fingers gently through my hair.

"Jing, you need to eat. Come on. Please? For me?" He says gently. Groaning softly, I pull my head from his chest as I give Jin a soft glare. He just smiles though, handing me the bowl of soup.

I manage to get through half of it before moving faster and longer than I have in the last two days. Quickly hurrying to set the bowl down, I run for the bathroom and manage to close it behind me before falling down in front of the toilet just in time.

Though, I'm there for a few seconds by myself before Jiminie is right behind me, pulling my hair back so that I don't have to hold it. The tears fall quickly as I continue to throw up, feeling my entire body shaking.

I know I shouldn't have gone two days without eating but I couldn't bring myself to face anyone. Not after the scene on Friday. Although, I know my throwing up has nothing to do with my body not wanting to accept the food. It has everything to do with the fact that it's not been even an hour since I took the chemo medicine.

When I've finally stopped, I'm left sitting there, shaking and crying as Jiminie pulls me into him again. Hushing me softly, he helps me back up and into the living room after I've rinsed my mouth out. All of the boys wear a worried look, Namjoon holding the worst as he probably can't tell if this was due to my medicine or from not eating in two days.

"I'll eat in a little bit, Jin." I say softly as Jiminie pulls me back into him after helping me back to the couch. He just nods.

"As much as I'd say you shouldn't, I'm really worried about the fact you've not had any food in two days. Maybe give it a half hour or so before trying again." He tells me. I just nod my head, knowing that that should probably be the right amount of time to wait for the chemo.

Leaning down and grabbing my phone from my bag, I turn it on and scroll through the millions of notifications on my lock screen. I don't scroll far though, before I see a text from my manager. Stopping to look at it nervously, I mentally groan when I realize I'm missing school again tomorrow. He wants to meet with the entire band tomorrow morning at nine and has already notified the others apparently.

"Guess I'm not going to school again tomorrow." I mutter softly. Jimin frowns down at me.

"I should think not? With the shape you're in right now, I wouldn't expect to see you returning until probably Tuesday or Wednesday." Jin tells me with a frown. I shake my head though.

"My manager wants to meet with me and the girls tomorrow morning. I have meetings lined up for Tuesday and Friday during school again this week." I explain. They all frown at me.

"I don't think your in any condition to be going to any meetings for the next two days, certainly not with those bitches." Yoongi speaks up. Looking over at him, I frown.

"Guys, I'll be fine again by tomorrow morning. I just need to get some soup in me before the nights out. That's all. And, don't call them that, Yoongi. That's not kind." I tell them. They all frown at my words.

"He's just calling them as he sees them and I'd certainly agree with his description. I highly doubt half a bowl of soup is going to be enough for you to get all your energy back though." Hoseok argues.

"Seriously, trust me. I'll be fine. I've been handling and taking care of myself this long, I think I'll manage and survive. And, regardless of how they are or not, there's no reason to call them such things. It's not kind to call them that type of stuff and you guys would dislike it if you heard someone speak about your own bandmates that way." I respond. Hoseok and Yoongi both fall quiet at my words.

"Considering she's right about having taken care of herself for this long and the fact that she's back to being able to argue with you hyungs and win, I think she'll be fine if she says she's fine." Jimin tells them with a small smile before looking down at me. I simply return the small smile before resting my head on his chest, grateful to have his comfort and that he's got my back.