Two years ago rapstar Kwon Jiyong overdosed while touring, in Hong Kong. After that he took a year-long hiatus to focus on his health. No one knew where he truly was, other than his closest friends. Jiyong is in a rut. He wants to make a comeback, he wants to make music again, but his head's a mess. The hiatus hasn't helped. He hasn't truly been focusing on his health. He's been going day by day in a haze, just trying to write again, to feel again... But nothing comes.

He used to never really worry about his size before, sneaking in snacks when on a diet and always up for ice cream. Now, whilst eying himself, he could see some fat on his tummy and his slightly sloppy arms. Thighs thicker that most of the other members. He shook his head, turned away from the mirror and said to himself, “I don’t care, I’m not fat”. Later that week, he came to conclusion that he did care. … Also posted on AO3 & Wattpad (CherryLovesRainbows)

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