Your lover was an idol while you were a model. Both very critical and high standard jobs. Due to how high up your agency was, they required a certain weight limit, one pound over and you have a week to fix it or you’re done. This forced you to often skip meals and rely on simply ice cubes every 2 days

Your lover on the other hand was faced with harsh dead lines and standards, overtraining themselves by their choreography over and over and over again. Getting less sleep each night.

You woke up around 6 to start your day finding them on the table having some coffee, eye bags too dark for their concealer to do much. Your expression saddened. You hated how much they overtrained, how tired they looked..

“You didn’t sleep again,” you spoke simply. They looked up to you then down to your single cup of ice.

“You didn’t eat again,” they responded.