Himchan watched as the younger man picked at his food, occasionally taking a small bite. He could tell Youngjae was struggling to just eat and it hurt, god, it hurt seeing his friend like this. How badly are you hurting? He wanted to ask but he knew Youngjae would just smile and say he was fine, no matter how apparent things were. “Is the food okay?” He gently asked, repeating it a little louder when Youngjae didn't respond.
The younger looked up in surprise, Himchan's voice clearly surprising him before his expression relaxed again. “It's good.”
“Then why are you picking at it?”
Youngjae took in a deep breath, his eyes downcast again. “I don't know.” He replied after a moment. “It's just hard to eat, I feel like I'm choking and. . .”