CORPSE | one - shots

No. 17 | Never Satisfied

POSSIBLE TW: talks about therapy and mental health. Thank you 💜

"I'm a fuck up."

"That's why I get fucked up." He explained as he sat on my couch.

I nodded my head and waited for him to continue. "I'm mad I can't be satisfied." He finished with a sigh and layed down on the couch again.

"Do you know exactly why you can't be satisfied? Is it because-"

"Yea. I do actually." He interrupted.

I raised my brows for a moment then relaxed and waited patiently for him to continue.

"I snap at them and they all get mad and ask why I'm pissed but I can't even respond because I don't know how to explain that i crave to have a simple life to people who don't understand." He explained.

"Maybe they can't. Have you shown any signs to them that you're going through things mentally right now?" I asked him while writing some notes down on my notepad for later.

"I mean I go to their office every single day and sit down in front of them and verbally tell them my problems so they should." He mumbled.

"Excuse me?" I said knowing exactly what he had said.

"Nothing. I don't think they know, no." His face turned a bright shade of red.

I sat my notepad down and moved my line of vision to focus completely on Corpse.

"What is it that you want to tell me, Corpse." I said in a less monotoned voice than usual.

He looked at me for a second then looked back away to the wall he usually stared at when I watched him.

"It's not work related-"

"That doesn't really matter right now, Corpse."

"So tell me." I finished off with a small smile so he, hopefully, wouldn't be as nervous.

"It's nothing really-"

"Clearly it is. I mean you've been saying things like what you just said under your breath for months now. So if there's anything at all that I've been doing or saying that's either bothering you or offending you in any way, professionally or not, please do be so kind and explain what I can do to help."

He sighed and sat up straight on the couch facing me and looking me dead in my eyes.

"I've noticed that I've had feelings for you for quite a while now, Miss. Y/L/N." He confessed.

I kept my face as straight as I possibly could, "I'm flattered that you like my company but what do you mean further than that. There's something more that's bothering you."

"But, as always, keep in mind that if you choose not to tell me I won't press it any further, Corpse." I explained before allowing him to speak again.

"I'm not sure what else is there. It's like every single time I see you and that girl you always hang around together my heart twists. Just because she's your friend and there's a small possibility that she could be more than that-"

He stopped himself before continuing and looked away from me and to the wall again.

"Well I can inform you that I denied her advances on me a long while ago. Though I do love dilión I don't think I would ever consider dating her." I explained.

He let out a sigh of what sounded like absolute relief.

"What about me though?" He asked hesitantly while looking at the wall still.