hitorijime my hero- One Shot-MasahiroxKousuke

Your Hero

BEACH SCENE
Warning-Includes triggering topics like self-harm, suicidal thoughts, suicide and self hate.

Masahiro pov:
I threw the phone into the sand, what I had done finally sinking in.

'There's no going back now.'

Slowly, I begin my descent down the steps towards the waves.

"It's for the best, this makes life easier for everyone," I assured myself.

Tears are freely falling down my face now, I don't have to hide my pain any longer. Reaching into my pocket, I carefully pull out the sleeping pills I swiped from my mother's nightstand.

'I just need to take enough to make it impossible for me to stay awake, maybe 3 or 4, after that it's up to the waves.'

Carefully, I take off my hoodie and lay it on the sand, along with the plastic bag containing my short goodbye letter to everyone.

'No need for it to be long, they wouldn't waste their time reading it anyways.'

With my arms now on display under the moon, my artwork could be seen clearly. Long red swollen cuts lie on my pale arm colored in red, almost black from the caked blood that I couldn't be bothered to clean.

'If Kousuke could see me now, he would be so disappointed and disgusted. What sane person does this to themselves.'

I outwardly laugh at that.

"I guess I'm not really sane am I?"

Taking one last look at the lights of the empty train station behind me, I trudge forward into the water, shivering at the cold. Bringing the pills still clenched in my hand up to my mouth, I pop them in and open my mouth to drink the foul ocean water to wash them down.

It doesn't bother me that the water is salty and gross, I'll have swallowed buckets full when the tide gets done with me.

Neck deep now, I let myself float, soaking in the beauty of the moon, thinking of how Kousuke would take to his new permanent job. How Kensuke would soar through life, now having one less burden in his life. As my eyes grow heavy, I smile my first genuine smile in a very long time.

I swear I can hear Kousuke call my name right before I succumb to the waves, and the dark abyss.

Kousuke's pov:

After Masahiro hung up the phone, I sat stunned, starring at the wall.

'Masahiro didn't sound right, he wouldn't do anything rash, would he?'

A pit of dread formed in my stomach and without a second thought I jump up and grab my car keys while running out the door. The sound of the waves in the background on the call didn't sit right with me.

I know Masahiro has been having a hard time and has clearly been hiding something from me, but I haven't been able to figure out what.

"God, please let him be okay when I find him, I don't know what I'll do, what I'll become if I lose him."

'There are 3 possible beaches he could be at, but if he's going to do what I think he is, he'd go to the one furthest from town. That makes sense right? I don't know how suicidal people think, FUCK IT, it's better than going to all 3 and not getting there in time.'

I quickly pick up my phone and dial Kensuke.

"Hi oniichan! Where are you, were supposed to celebrate?"