Six

Namjoon was thin. Very very fucking thin. During the weeks following his first cutting session he had at least dropped 10 kilograms. (Author here, I don't think that's possible but eh)

Healthy weight loss was one a week with enough exercise and a healthy diet. Namjoon had only eaten a few meals during those weeks. He'd exercised excessively and lost his weight fast. He had reached the 60 kilogram mark. He looked not yet like death but he was close. His bones started getting more prominent and his arm and leg hair started growing in order to keep Namjoon warm.

His arms and upper legs were littered with thin lines that had barely or not even healed. Yoongi had been out of town for a family meeting and the rest were busy studying. Namjoon was alone and he was free to let his head roam free and take control over him. Namjoon had not even noticed he was dying. No one did.