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Venti x Reader! food (tw)

Tw: eating disorders, future stuff idk, yeah.

A/N: It's 6am and I cant sleep at all. I've layed in bed uselessly for hours and my body just refuses. So here we are, thinking back on my childhood when I relapsed in my eating issues. But no use thinking about it now when I can write a (decent enough) x reader for my beloved fans- whom I hoped have stayed after the hospital incident. Anyway, enough rambling, let's get into it

  "Y/n, you know I love you no matter what, right?" Venti said for the millionth time as I sat and stared blankly down at my plate. Either im going insane or the portion of (now cold) pasta on my plate was getting larger the more i looked at it.

  "I know you do," I finally mustered up the courage to look him in the eyes, a regrettable decision. He looked so worried. He glanced down at my untouched plate, then in various places around the room, his eyes never focusing on one spot in particular.

  "You know how beautiful you are, right?" He asked. He knows what's the matter now. My eyes watered, but I turned away quickly in hopes that the boy wouldn't notice, though I guess jerking my body around in the middle of dinner wasn't very inconspicuous. He quickly yet calmly stood up and came over to me, wrapping his arms around my wait as he stood me up and led me away from the table and onto the sofa. "Would you like to talk about it?" He whispered in my ear.

  I deepened the hug, burying my face into his chest while he stroked my back with his thumb. He didn't say another word after. We just sat there in silence for what felt like hours before I finally spoke up.

  "I just hate that im getting older. I don't want to live in the present anymore. I hate that I'm having to figure out my future and I hate that I have a future at all. I want to go back to when I was younger- to when I was happier. But then I remember that time wasn't real. I wasn't happier, I was just a different kind of unhappy, though I'd rather be that kind of unhappy than how I am now, because this all feels too real for me." I took a few deep breaths before continuing, "I feel like this is the only thing left in my life that I can control. How I look, what I put into my body, the number on the scale- I dont want the control to be taken away from me because that's all I have left,"

  At this point, I was in full tears. Venti sat there for several moments, unsure of what to do or say next.

  "I can't say for sure what the future will be like for you. But what I can say is that I will be here with you every step of the way. I dont have any plans to leave your side unless you need me too. I wont force you to do anything you dont want to, but there's so much you can control besides your looks and weight, you're already perfect as is." He paused again "I mean, I know it isn't going to be easy for you- it is a mental illness after all, but I want to help you get better. You arent alone, and there's no point reminiscing the past when we can build an even better future together. Just allow me to guide you and we'll be okay. Okay?"

  I pulled away from his chest and he gave me an innocent smile. I stood up, and grabbed his hand, pulling him back to the table where I sat down.

We can do this.
Together.

A/N: I dont feel like editing it because I havent slept in 22 hours. But I give everyone full permission to edit it themselves. I love you all, make sure to drink water and eat lots of yummy food, venti will be with you the whole time.