four hundred and seven, four hundred and eight, four hundred and nine...
the calories built up and his stomach felt swollen.
his head was spinning and he knew what he was doing was wrong.
but he just couldn't stop.
not until he was skinny enough. not until he was pretty enough. not until he looked like his other members.
nothing was wrong with wanting to fit in, right?
"you're okay, just breathe. you're okay. if i can convince them that i'm okay, then i can convince myself that i'm okay."
you're so weak jung wooyoung.
an ateez wooyoung fanfiction
+ trigger warnings
eating disorders
depression
self harm
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SKINNY | ATEEZ WOOYOUNG
Fanfictioneverybody gets insecure, everybody wants to lose weight. even celebrities. it's normal, right? so why does jung wooyoung drive himself to such lengths, just to be skinny? [ lowercase intended , short angst story w a happy ending ]
