Akaza x Douma Oneshot

'I Love You'

Please be warned this does include topics that might be sensitive matters for some so if this Oneshot is going to make you upset or anything like that please do skip
•Original AU(still demons)
•An AU were Akaza grew up with his mom/mother instead of his dad
•Trigger warnings
•Abuse mentions
•Self-harm and self-harm mentions
•Angst to fluff
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Third person POV

Akaza had completely given up on life at his point,instead of crying his sadness would turn into anger which led to him breaking things or lashing out on other's.He'd sit in his room sobbing silently for hours on end but if he didn't to speak to anybody his noise never cracked.Unfortunately,his way of 'escaping' the horrible pain of life was self-harm.Scars littered his outer thighs,inner thighs,upper legs,wrists and even his hip.While they were healing they stung like hell but he always some how managed to act like nothing was wrong,he work a fake mask more than Douma did.

Speaking of Douma,he was oblivious to the fact that one of his co-workers was scaring their own body.At times he smelt blood coming from the pinkette's lower body but when he asked Akaza would always brush him off and tell him he's probably losing his mind.

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"F-Fu-Fuck!" Akaza cured under his breath,the bloody knife fell to the floor with a light thud, somebody was knocking at his door and he didn't know who."Just give me a few minutes!" He yelled at the person as he scrambled to grab the bloodied blade then rush into the bathroom.He knew that he'd have zero time to wrap up the almost 50 new cuts on his right side,inner thigh so he grabbed dark grey joggers and threw them on quickly.Forgetting to wash the box cutter or put it out of eye sight view.The small blood stain in his carpet would be a pain in the ass to get out but he'd done this multiple times before so he didn't worry much plus it was hard to notice unless you really looked.He threw his magenta,sleeveless haori into the bathroom and slammed the door shut louder than he wanted or expected.He found a plain,black t-shirt on his floor so he put it on, hopefully it would give the fake expression that he was perfectly fine to who was at his door.
"Good evening Lord Akaza!" Douma chirped with that sickly sweet smile of his,the smell of fresh blood hit his nose,leading into the bathroom which was odd because never once had the pinkette eaten inside of his room."The fuck do you want cultist?" Akaza groaned in annoyance,Upper 2 was the last person he wanted to see and he didn't know how much longer he could put off cleaning out his cuts and bandaging them up."I want to spend time with my best friend of course!" The blond smiled as he clasped his hands together,not even bothering to pay attention to the protests from the weaker demon."Just fuck off!" Upper 3 whined as he poorly attempted to push the demonic cult leader out of his room but he failed to his misery,a large vine made out of ice closed the door and poked the striped demon's hip,brushing past a newish cut.

A few hours later

They both spent a few hours talking about their missions that they'd been sent on during in the week before Douma climbed off of the bed and stood up."I need to go to the bathroom,I'll be quick!" He stated as walked over to the somehow tidy bathroom that reeked of fresh and dried blood.He closed the door behind him and when he turned around that when he saw it.

The box cutter with its blade out,caked in blood that had dried over the recent hours.

He took about 7 minutes to process the whole situation before calling out to his co-worker. "Akaza-Dono can you come in here please?" He yelled,at first he thought he was being ignored but then the pinkette walked through the door and closed it behind him.The younger demon had a confused look on his face,clearly not knowing the reason why he was called in but didn't say a word."What the fuck is this?!" Douma yelled as he held the bloodied box cutter in his hand,staring at the pale demon who turned white at the sight.Akaza's eyes widened in shook,didn't he hide the knife?Was he in that much of a panic that he forgot to hide the box cutter?He attempted to speak but nothing came out,his voice was stuck in his throat."I-I," was all that came out,in that moment the pinkette just wanted to curl up and die right then and there but that unfortunately wouldn't happen any time soon.
"How long?" The blond questioned,placing the weapon down and grabbing Upper 3's wrist in case he tried to leave and hide somewhere. "WHY?!WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?!" Douma continued to yell,tears threatened to spill down his tanned cheeks but he refused to allow them.He got no proper answer from the fellow uppermoon,only a broken sob that seemed to make the cult leader even more pissed off about the whole situation because he wasn't getting an answer. "FUCKING ANSWER ME DAMN IT!" He knew shouting wouldn't do any good in this situation let alone get an answer from the pinkette but that's all his body did,scream in frustration at the fact that the demon he'd fallen in love with over 80 years ago was doing such a thing to himself.He could feel his throat burning in pain,tears had finally managed to slip past his eyelashes and rolled down his cheeks,he didn't want to shout but that's all his body did in that moment,shout until his throat felt like it was on fire.His blue nails dug into the palm of his hand,almost drawing blood as he held himself back from fully crying in front of the lower ranked male."Why?....Please just fucking tell me why!"Douma begged as his voice cracked in multiple places,hating how he could feel the pinkette shaking so violently from being screamed at."S-She hated me!S-She h-hit me,k-kicked me,p-punched m-me,st-stabbed m-me!" Akaza cried out,now fully sobbing and struggling to keep himself up due to his shaky legs but was somehow still standing on his feet like nothing in the word was wrong. "Who the fuck is 'she'?What fucking abuse did she put you through?!" Upper 2 yell as he shifted his arms so they where now resting under his friend's elbows,still crying as he tried to get another straight answer out of the shorter demon."M-My m-mom,s-she n-never lo-loves m-me!" Upper 3 stuttered out,his vision becoming blurred over by hot and salty tears,clinging onto the blond because he would have fallen over otherwise.The words 'she never loved me' shattered the older demon's heart in mere seconds,did he grow up thinking that nobody ever loved him?Was he never shown any sort of love when he was a child?"N-No one e-ever d-did," the pinkette continued to sob,only sobbing louder when he was pulled into a hug by the stronger demon."God fucking damn it!I love you Akaza,more than anything in the world and it fucking kills me to see you like this,I'm so sorry you grew up thinking nobody loved you!" Douma blurted out,hugging the crying demon tighter than before while crying himself,his heart ached deeply but he chose to ignore that and instead comfort Uppermoon 3 who continued to sob loudly.

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"I love you," Douma had been repeating those three little words over and over again as he held Upper 3 close to him.To Akaza those words would never get old,hearing them made him feel warm and fuzzy inside but he liked it.
"I love you too," the pinkette spoke up as he placed a kiss to his new lover's forehead and slowly drifted off to sleep.