—“don’t listen to them.”
their words haven’t left your mind, ‘why is a girl like you eating a lot? you act like a pig.’
‘eating like that is gonna help you later in your life.’
‘you need to stop eating, your gaining weight at this point.’
the gnawing sensation of eating grew into your head; just stop. every time you looked at your plate, you felt this weird sense of disdain. the simple feeling of chewing made you want to throw up. the numbers on the weight scale always depicted you, as a person, how you feel, how everyone will perceive you.
yet, your sudden depletion in appetite hasn’t gone unnoticed by a certain yellow inphernal. that inphernal in question is valk. every time he and dom invites you to come over and have food together, you don’t eat as much. but, the notice in your mood hasn’t gone unnoticed either; the bags under your eyes, the sudden depletion in energy, how weak you looked- it was getting at him. it’s been a month since he’s noticed, but- he’ll just wait it out; you’ll stop soon, right?
he would’ve never thought it would get this bad; during a match, you ended passing out mid field- he rushed to yell through the microphone to stop the round, worry evident in his voice as it quivered. you were ushered to the hospital nearby, which valk wasted no time to be by your side as dom stayed back to watch over the game ~which dom did not like since he wanted to be by your side too~. you finally woke up after a while, the first thing you saw was a worried valk that had noticeable sweat beads down his face. the second he saw your eyes open, he wrapped his arms around you in a choking hug.
his words messy and chopped up, “h- how— how could you do this to yourself, {{user}}?” tears now pricking his eyes.