Sorry, I Just don't have inspiration, so I'll do a time skip. Misha and Jensen are friends for a year. They where like best friens. Misha thinks he has feelings for Jensen, but when Jensen turns everything in a joke, Misha isn't sure of himself anymore.
"Jensen, can I talk to you?" Misha asked.
"Sure, tell me" Jensen answerd.
"But, without Jared, I mean"
"Well, whatever you're gonna say to me, Jared had to know it too, you know that." Jensen said. Jared sat there, awkwardly. Maybe it was about him?
"Okay ehh, Jensen. I uhh- I think I have feelings for you." Misha said.
"Well, I think everyone has feelings for me" said Jensen, and he winked. "But, not as friends."
"Yeah of course not, we are best friends!" Jensen said, and he laughed very, very hard.
Misha felt himself not comfortable. Was Jensen making fun of him?
"But-" Misha started again.
"No butts, Misha! Bad boy! Now, Let's go, it's late." Jensen interupted him, still laughing.
Misha lay in his bed, tired, but eyes wide open.
Was Jensen making fun of him?
Yeah, he was. Why would Jensen want you? An ugly, fat, stupid, worthless man?
Maybe he is right.
Misha stood, walked to the little badroom, opened a little box, and took a razor out of it. Should he? Yeah, Jensen would never like you back, you worthless idiot.
Misha walked back to his bed, slowly, and sat down. He still had a T-shirt on, so he just put the razor down on his arm. Cut. After a three cuts, he broke into tears.
He rememberd his past. Nobody liked him. He got bullied. They made fun of him.
Cut. "Nobody likes you" he said to himself. "You're worthless. Fat. Dumb. Stupid. Should I go on?"
Meanwhile at Jensen
"Oh Jared, what if I hurt him? He looked so.... So hurt. So lost. He told us that he got bullied in school, what if I did it too? Ooh Jared! What should I do?" Jensen panicked, knowing that he hurt one of his best friends.
"Just calm down Jensen. It's late. Tomorrow you can go to him and say that you're sorry. That you didn't mean to hurt him. I think he will accept that. Misha is very forgiving, you know that. " Jared answerd.
"Yeah, you're right."
Next dayyy
Misha POV
When I woke up, my arms hurt like hell. I looked at them, and remember the cuts. Oh Yeah, Jensen, his 'hilarious' jokes, me cutting. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, and walked out of bed. It was hot outside, but I decided to pull something on with long sleeves. Nobody has to see this.
After that he ate breakfast. Not too much, you are fat enough.
Misha walked outside en saw Jared talking with Jensen.
Jensen POV
"Hey, there is Misha. Go to him."
Jared said, gently patting his back.
Jensen suddenly turned nervous.
He slowly walked to Misha.
"Hey Mish, I'm really sorry for yesterday. I didn't mean to laugh it you. It was just a joke" Jensen said, very nervous.
Yeah, and it was just a cut, Misha thought. "Well, it's okay. But never do that again please? You know I'm not really comfortable with this sort of stuff" Misha answerd.
"Yeah okay, but I'm really really sorry. And why are you wearing long sleeves? It's like a hot stove here!" With that, Jensen walked away.
Okay sorry for the time skip. Hope you liked it. Please comment if there is some grammar mistake, or something else. Also happy Mishapocalypse. Okay, uhh bye!
