Love Me, Never Leave Me.

Chapter Two

 A/N: Before we start, this chapter does include not eating, and cutting. If you're sensitive to either of these, please click off, and have a lovely day. <3

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The next day: Atsumu's POV

I took out a pan and cracked an egg into it. I figured Omi would want eggs for breakfast. I wasn't hungry at the moment, but I figured Omi-kun was. The egg sizzled in the pan, signaling it was ready, and I flipped it onto a plate.

"Omi! Dinner!" I called out.

"Coming!" he yelled back from upstairs. I figured he's getting a shower and I smiled to myself. He came downstairs and sat at the island. I gave him his egg and a glass of orange juice, and he thanked me and started eating. I watched him with admiration and thought, *How is he so beautiful..* He caught me staring, and looked confused.

"What?" He asked with a small smile on his face.

"Nothing Omi!" I beamed.

He must've noticed something off.

"Are you gonna eat, Tsumu?"

I could feel my heart rate speed up, but I didn't show any outward reaction..

"No, I already ate," I said while smiling.

He nodded hesitantly, like he didn't quite believe me but he went back to eating. I went upstairs to brush my teeth. I went into the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush, started cleaning my teeth. I spit the toothpaste out, still holding a grudge against it for being nasty, and grabbed some mouthwash, thoroughly rinsing until my mouth smelled minty. I went into the room I shared with Omi and changed into a sweatshirt and shorts, making sure to grab my ear buds and phone.

I went downstairs and told Omi I was going on a run. He nodded and said be careful, paying more attention to his phone. I went out the door, hooking my ear buds in and playing my playlist,  so that I can concentrate on only the music and not my thoughts. One of my favorite songs started playing. It was The Kid I Used to Know by Arrested Youth.

I focused on the road and realized my timer already went off before and I didn't notice.

*Fuck. Omi's probably really mad.*

I turned around and quickly jogged home. I reached the door and unlocked it with my keys. I opened the door and set my keys on the stand by the door. The light suddenly flicked on, startling me.

"Where were you." Omi questioned.

*Shit he does look mad...*

"I went on a run and lost track of time. Sorry, Omi." I frowned.

He sighed and came over to me, giving me a hug.

"I was worried..." he said, his voice muffled by my shirt.

I smiled and apologized for making him worry, hugging him back. He suggested we go to bed, and I obliged.

"Okay Omi-Omi," I said and we headed upstairs.

I told him I was going to take my medicine. He nodded and changed into fresh clothes. I went into the bathroom and looked through the medicines, reading them off before finding my antidepressants. I took my dose and just stood there staring at the bottle, sighing. Omi called out to me asking me if I'm almost done. I yelled back saying yes.

I quickly put back the bottle and my gaze drifted to the razor laying on the tub. I quickly looked away before I did something I was going to regret. I let the bathroom closing the door behind me. I looked at Omi and saw that he was already asleep. I smiled and crawled into bed cuddling Omi, quickly falling asleep.

Still Atsumu's POV

I woke up and saw that Omi wasn't in bed. I got up and went to brush my teeth. My gaze again wandered to the razor and the feelings in my heart were so overwhelming. I did my breathing patterns my doctor told me to use and they helped but not a lot. I still wanted to just take that blade and...

I lightly slapped my cheek trying to stop these thoughts and tore my gaze away, wanting to finish brushing my teeth. I wanted to finish getting ready, but my thoughts kept drifting back to that blade. I contemplated whether or not to do it.

*Maybe one cut won't hurt...*

I grabbed the blade and started to make a cut on my arm, mind wandering. Suddenly I heard a knock at the door and I heard Omi's voice on the other side.

"You okay in there, Tsumu?" he asked.

"Yeah!" I said trying not to make my voice waver.

I heard footsteps walking away and breathed a sigh of relief. I looked down at my arm and gasped quietly, eyes filling with tears. There were multiple cuts on my forearm and I started to panic.

*How am I going to cover this up?!*

I started hyperventilating before I thought of the perfect solution. Makeup. I calmed down and thanked the gods for my luck and got my foundation. I grabbed some band-aids, and put the foundation over it. I did a quick glance at my arms. It looked good enough. I looked in the mirror and saw I still had tears in my eyes so I splashed my face with water, dried it, and put concealer under my eyes to get rid of the redness. I decided I looked good enough and put on my usual smile. I went out of the bathroom and grabbed my sweatshirt.

I went downstairs and saw Omi sitting at the table reading a magazine. I snuck up behind him and wrapped my arms around him.

"Guess who~" I whispered in his ear. He turned around and laughed, standing up. He hugged me back and asked me if I was ready for school. I nodded and we walked out the door, grabbing the keys.

We got the car and drove to school, making it before the bell rang. We got out of the car and Omi was adjusting his mask. I kissed him on the cheek before we parted ways.

I barely paid attention in any of my classes and instead dozed off, looking out the window. And just like that, it was time for practice. Today was a better and worse practice. It was better because I wasn't dizzy, but it was worse because my mind kept wandering to this morning. I did make sure to pay attention to the sets my teammates were giving and receiving.

Soon enough, practice was over and it was time to go home. I went into the club room and quickly changed into my normal clothes. I checked the makeup on my arm and it looked a bit weird so I decided to reapply it when I got home. I put back on my sweatshirt and walked out to where Omi was sitting. I tapped the back of his head and asked him if he was ready to go.
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Ayyyy, second chapter fixed and posted. Yum.

Again, not proofread much.

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