2D x Reader [oneshot]

2D x Reader

Self-harm tw, attempted suicide tw.

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I stood, shaking, watching, waiting for the train to make its appearance down the track.

In the cold, I crossed my arms, trying to keep whatever heat I had in me and my fingers ran across my scars. This is it. I was done. I was tired of fighting against a war I was undoubtedly going to lose. And I was right about to surrender.

I heard the train chugging, accelerating on the tracks. I got ready to jump, and as the train neared I started to run for the track.

I was stopped when someone grabbed my arm. The train sped past, my hair flying around me, as my eyes filled with tears. I missed my chance. Because someone decided to butt in to something that wasn't their business.

"What're yew tryina do, getcherself killt?!" I heard a thick Cockney accent cry out at me. Keeping my head down, I yanked my arm free and shoved my hands in my pockets as I stalked off.

"'Ey, wait!" the voice called after me, and I heard someone running up to me.

"Was up wif yew?!" the voice sounded annoyed as it got closer. I heard the crunching of the leaves on the ground as the person walked beside me. "Just leave me alone." I mumbled, not too loud for fear my voice would break. Who even is this person?! I prayed they would just go away. But my prayers went unanswered as the lean stranger stood in front of me, blocking my path. I looked up to see him standing at least a foot taller than me, with messy blue hair and black eyes that looked almost soulless.

He bent down slightly to get more on my level. "Whot's wrong?" he said softly. I shake my head and wipe a tear away, sniffling. He puts a large hand on my shoulder. "It's best to talk about it, love."

"I don't want to talk about it," I said. My voice trembled as I said it and he noticed. "I think you'll feel better if you tell me. It's not like I'd tell anyone." He gave me a small smile.

I broke down. I wrapped my arms around myself tightly as I sobbed and he grabbed me and pulled me in to a hug, rocking me gently. We stood like this at the side of the road for what seemed like forever but in reality was probably only about ten minutes or so. My sobs subsided and my erratic breathing started to calm after a while. When I had completely stopping crying, he pushed me out to arms length and stared at my face for a moment with an unreadable expression on his own, and then pulled me back in to a hug.

"I don't know what you've been through, but I am so sorry. Please, let me help you. I want to be here for you," he whispered in my ear and I hugged him tighter. "Thank you.." I murmured back.