The excitement around him woke Yoongi. From their talking he could understand that they were headed towards a diner. He didn't want to go at first, and almost started begging Hoseok to bring some food back for him, until he heard Jimin saying he wouldn't be going. He was sure Jimin would never rant to him about his bad tendencies when the others were around, being the only one he had ever opened up to about his problems in the past. The others of course knew too much also. He also knew Jimin would start complaining when they were alone. So he had to go. He didn't want to hear from Jimin that he was worried about him, as his friend certainly knew about Yoongi's ability to go completely numb for periods of time, hence why he needed to put up his acting game a notch or two. Feeling it, but not really feeling it.

So he grabbed some clothes, his own this time, at least he thought so, and changed rapidly. He narrowed his eyes little when he saw how Jin took care of Jimin, envying him for doing so. Why did he never come up with thoughtful ideas like that? How would you know that a person could use an extra blanket? It was already so hot in their bus, he could feel the clean shirt he just put on sticking on his back.

He got off the bus, not being able to hold back a moan from the ache his protesting muscles gave him while taking the deep step down. He felt stupid for exposing his muscles earlier to the coldness.

He was the last one to leave the diner, walking back slowly because of his aching muscles and full stomach. He'd eaten way too much food, stuffing his face with more french fries than he could count. He regretted nothing, only the slight nausea he felt while walking.

He'd fallen way behind on the others, taking his time to not make the nausea worse. He saw Hoseok approaching. 'Hyung, are you alright?'

Yoongi nodded, giving him a small smile. 'Yes, fine. Just ate too much.'

His friend grinned, patting him on the back. 'I noticed. You can feed a whole classroom with the amount you ate.' He rolled his eyes in response, holding his breath so the flaque of nausea would settle down. Hoseok sure liked to exaggerate.

When he entered the bus, the others had already occupied their beds. He noticed how Jimin lay almost exactly like they had left him, his complete body covered under blankets. 'I'll check on Jimin,' Hoseok proposed, closing the door behind him and signaling to their driver he could start the engine.

'No, go to sleep, I can see you need it.' He knew how hard Hoseok had been working the past couple of days, and it was starting to show on his physique. 'Let me do it.'

Hoseok thanked him, seeming slightly surprised about Yoongi's proposal.

Before seeing Jimin, Yoongi made himself comfortable on the couch in the lounge area, working on some lyrics until his eyes started burning. He couldn't tune out the snoring, and Jimin's occasional gasping in the back of the bus. He believed he even heard some sniffing.

Yoongi went to the tiny kitchen on their bus, and fixed up some tea. He brought two cups down to their sleeping area.

They had quite some room, which was nice. On either side were two bunk beds, and a larger single bed in the end which was occupied by Jimin for the night. Some of the members made turns sleeping in the larger bed. The bunkbeds which weren't occupied they used for storage, as travelling with seven men who cared somewhat about their appearance, they didn't have enough storage space with just two small single doored closets.

He closed the area which consisted Jimin's bed for the night with a hidden slide door, so he wouldn't wake up some of the others who'd already fallen asleep.

He sank down on Jimin's bed, putting the cups next to him on a tiny nightstand. He peeled of the blankets, so Jimin's peaceful sleeping face would show. Only he wasn't sleeping. In the little light from passing street lanterns, he could clearly see the blue eyes staring at him. Annoyance arose inside him.

'Haven't I told you a million times to take those contact lenses out before sleeping? You could go blind.' Well done, he thought to himself. He formed that extremely untactful.

Jimin blinked, quickly turning his gaze away, obviously feeling busted. Yoongi noticed his eyes and cheeks being puffier than normal.

'Yes, hyung, I wasn't feeling well.' Jimin's voice sounded unnatural to his ears.

'How are you feeling now?' Yoongi asked, handing him one of the cups and taking a sip from his own.

Jimin took the cup from him thankfully, and downed it in one go before answering. Had he gone thirsty from crying.

'Little better. Just tired.' Everyone was, they'd been working so hard.

He took Jimin's cup and gave him his own tea he'd only took three sips from, finding the taste too sweet for his liking. Plus he had just been drinking like a litre of diet coke just a few hours ago, not being allowed to have regular coke by Namjoon, who found Yoongi got more chagrin when downing large amounts of sugar.

He noticed how Jimin clenched his hands around the cup, and holding it against his cheeks.

'Cold?' he asked surprised. It was so hot on the bus you wouldn't even need a blanket, and Jimin had three. He also had on pajamas, which he almost never did.

Jimin nodded, carefully taking little sips from the cup.

Carefully moving a little closer, Yoongi put his arm around Jimin's shoulders.

'I'm feeling like an oven, so maybe this helps a little.'

'It does, thanks hyung,' his friend whispered, pressing himself closer towards Yoongi, while finishing the second cup of tea.

'Were you able to get some sleep before?' Yoongi asked, putting away the second cup and laying down on the edge of the bed. Jimin stayed seated, seeming unsure what to do.

'Not much, I was cold.'

Yoongi patted on his own shoulder, gesturing Jimin could lay his head there if he wanted. Feeling a little happy Jimin took that offer. Maybe being nice from time to time wasn't that bad. He could be like Jin if he wanted to. Truthfully, it was so much easier to do so when he didn't have to worry about his own stupid feelings.

'You?' Jimin asked, his breath tickling the bare skin of his neck.

'Just before dinner. I ate too much fries, so I went to write some lyrics before I came to check on you. Hoseok wanted to at first, but he looked kinda bad, so I offered instead because I wasn't feeling sleepy anymore-.'

'You offered to check on me?' Jimin interrupted, lifting his head to meet Yoongi's eyes.

'Yes, is that so unbelievable?'

'I suppose not. But you were a little..'

'Mean,' Yoongi stated.

'No..'

'Yes I was, and I'm sorry. Do you still want to talk?'

Jimin only mumbled in response, snuggling up closer to him.

'You really are hot.'

'I know,' Yoongi grinned.

"Yes, is that so unbelievable?" He was surprised to hear the elder had offered to check on him. He knew his hyung was a caring person however after the mean way he had been earlier this came as a surprise.

"I suppose not. But you were a little.."

"Mean," Yoongi stated.

Jimin didn't know what else to call it, Yoongi had been a bit mean to him but he didn't want him to feel bad about it.

"No.."

"Yes I was, and I'm sorry. Do you still want to talk?" Jimin only mumbled in response, snuggling up closer to him. The warmth gave him goosebumps all over his body. "You really are hot."

"I know," Yoongi grinned.

With his ear pressed against his body, Yoongi's voice vibrated through his body, causing a sense of calmness to spread through his body. This time the swirling emotions and thoughts stayed mostly at bay. He still felt guilty but less so, the talk with Yoongi certainly helped calm him down a little. The elder always seemed to have that kind of effect on him.

It only took a couple minutes of snuggling with Yoongi before Jimin felt his eyes getting heavy again and falling into another slumber.

When Jimin woke up again the early morning light was shining through the window. He hadn't bothered to close the curtain the night before and now he was paying the price. He grumbled a little and snuggled deeper into the blankets until his thoughts sprang back to the evening before. The feeling of warmth quickly disappeared again. Yoongi wasn't with him in the bed anymore.

He sat up quickly, causing his head to get a little fuzzy. He quickly closed his eyes and took a deep and calming breath. His body was now going through a state called ketosis, which means that its breaking down his food and energy. He had researched this all before, when his eating problem had first started. He knew exactly how long he could keep this going without causing permanent harm to his body and for it to be effective. The next stage would be autophagy, this is the hardest stage. The constant hunger feeling would be gone at this point but the thoughts of food won't leave his mind. At least he could stop pretending to be sick and would get most of his energy back. He could start dancing again, this is where he would profit the most.

The bus wasn't moving anymore, meaning they had probably arrived at the hotel. He wondered if the others were still inside or had already left to go unpack for the couple of days they would spend here.

He put his bare feet on the cold, hard ground and managed to get out of bed, tugs on his t-shirt to make it sit straight and then scratches his junk. He took the blanket from the bed, wrapped it around his body again and wobbled out of the small back room to go to the toilet. When he left the room he saw Hoseok packing up his stuff from the bed. "Morning." Hoseok said with a bright smile on his face.

Hobi had always been one of the early risers. Jimin liked to think he was one of them as well however he knew he was very slow when it came to waking up or getting to places on time. He knew he was better at waking up then Yoongi and Jungkookie though.

"Morning, hyung." Jimin grumbled.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Not really.."

"Will you be joining us for breakfast?" Hoseok asked hopefully.

Jimin let out a soft sigh. "No, sorry Hyung, my stomach is still a little upset and I wanna take it easy today." Jimin said. He wasn't exactly lying anymore, he really didn't feel well, but he knew he was technically lying to his friend.

The guilt of lying and making them worry about him always lingered in the back of his mind. It's what caused him to break the last time. He wouldn't break that easy this time.

He noticed the worrying glance Hobi threw at him. "Could you maybe bring me back some crackers?" He forced a smile on his face. He would trash those the moment he could.

"Yes of course Jiminie!" A bright smile on his face.

"Thanks hyung."

"Do you want me to help with your bags later?"

"Ah.. maybe, I'm just going to try to sleep some more after going to the bathroom." Jimin said as he continued shuffling towards the small toilet on the bus.

"Rest well Jiminie, we need you up and healthy tomorrow."

"No worries, hyung, I'll be fine. Thank you." He said quickly as he dropped the blanket and went into the bathroom.

He wondered how the others could sit comfortably in the small toilet stall. There was barely any room to move. He was probably just fat compared to the others. Suppressing a deep sigh and trying to push those negative thoughts out of his mind again, he quickly did his business.

Once done he left the small bathroom stall again, grabbed his blanket, wrapping it once again around his body and started shuffling back. He noticed Hoseok had left the bus now so he quickly continued to the back room, hoping he wouldn't encounter or disturb anyone else.

He was happy the other members had given him the backroom, the only room with an actual door. He appreciated the thoughtfulness. He let out a deep relieved sigh as he laid his tired body back down onto the bed, grabbed his phone and unplugged it from the charger. He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep anymore, he could try to write some lyrics again, he had done so before, but the last time he had let anyone read it Yoongi had been mean about it and said it sounded like a children's song, maybe he should just play some angry birds or something.