Trigger Warning: Self harm and depression talked about.
Requested by @EmoRaven0122
Zen🤍
You avoided doing any bedroom activities with Zen. Not because you didn't want to, but because you didn't want him to see them. Ever since you can remember, you would cut the skin on your thighs. You did it to feel something, anything. But also to punish yourself, because you struggled to love the person you saw.
You were getting better and wasn't cutting ad much. But you still didn't want Zen to see them. It was a sensitive topic after all. You were doing laundry in your shared bedroom, wearing a skirt and tee shirt with a pair of high knee socks. As you go to pick up a piece of clothing from the basket, you slipped on a shirt laying on the floor. You hit the ground on your knees first, the sound echoing. Your skirt flew up a little to show you thighs. You turn to sit, and you hear footsteps running to you.
Zen flew open the door, "Babe are you alright?" Zen freezes in place, and realize he's looking at your thighs. You quickly pull you skirt down, your face red and tears threaten to spill. "Babe?" Zen walks over to you, "What were those?" He asked you gently. He got on his knees infront of you, "Please Princess. Tell me what's wrong." He asked you pleadingly. Tears feel from your eyes. You couldn't hide it any longer. "I did it. I hurt myself." You start crying. "I'm just unhappy with myself. I'm sorry!" You hug Zen tight.
"You have nothing to apologize for. I just wish you told me sooner. I love you no matter what. So please, come talk to me when feel like this. Okay?"
Yoosung💚
You always wore hoodies or sweaters around Yoosung. Since you didn't want him to know about your scars. It was a topic you wanted to avoid. Something you wanted to keep to yourself. You didn't want to worry your boyfriend. You didn't need to burden him with your problems.
You were just starting to recover, but didn't bring the topic up to your boyfriend. You two were gaming today as there was no school. You two were battling it out in Super Smash Bros. Yoosung won and lifted his arms up in victory, which caused him to bump the glass of juice on the TV stand between you guys. It feel onto you, covering your sweater in apple juice.
"Omg! Honey I'm so sorry! I get you one of my shirts!" Yoosung jumps to run to his closet looking for something you can wear. You walk up to him, "Can I have sweater instead please?" You ask him. You looks at you confused. "Why?" He asks in curiosity. "It's just cold in here, that's all." You try to convince him. "Okay." Yoosung hands you a sweater of his. You sigh in relief he didn't ask further.
You head into the bathroom to change, and take off your sweater. Suddenly the door opens swiftly. "Hey Honey I have smaller size for you-" Yoosung pauses. Then you realize he is looking at your wrists. You turn around, facing away from him. Your hands being covered by your torso.
He walks up to you. "Honey. Let me see please." He sounded like he wanted to cry. You gave in, defeated, showing your arm to Yoosung. He held gently and traced the scars. Like he was testing to see if they were real. "Where did you get these?" He asks. You face was flushed red and tears feel out of the corners of your eyes. "Me. I hurt myself, because I hate myself. I didn't want to burden you with my problems, so I didn't tell you." You sob. Yoosung hugs you tightly, also crying. "That's not true! Your never a burden to me. I said I would always be there for you remember? I'll do anything to help okay? You can always come talk to me too okay?"
Jumin💜
Jumin wanted to bring you to his private beach that day. Which scared you, but you couldn't say no to him. You just didn't want him to see the scars on your thighs. You had struggled with depression for a long time, and self harm was your coping mechanism. You were scared of anyone finding out cause you thought they would hate you for it. Especially your boyfriend.
