bbs one shots

Angel

Ship: Krii7y

Top: Jhon

Bottom: Jaren

AU: /

Setting: Smii7y's Apartment ig.

Type: Fluff

Warning ⚠️: Swearing, depression, suicidal thoughts, attempted suicide
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Jhon's pov-

I groaned as I felt a cold pressure to my head, immediately pulling back.

"Oh! You're awake!" I heard a familiar voice. I squinted my eyes open, hearing cluttering noises as I adjusted to the dim light in the room.

I looked around, taking notes of the clean and organized room. I then looked up to the stranger, narrowing my eyes at him as he gave me a warm smile.

"What the fuck happened?" I asked, going to sit up. I was then gently pushed back down.

"Don't get up yet. You have a concussion, you'll get dizzy." He said, knitting his eyebrows in worry. I hummed, quickly scanning his features. I knew him. He was one of the many people that lived on the floor above me. There was only like, forty people that lived in this building in their own apartments, so it was easy to recognize faces. This guy always came off as weird to me. He was always so happy and bright looking.

"Jaren." I said. He hummed, looking at me with all his attention.

"Yes?" He asked. I shook my head, waving my hand at him.

"No, I was just...I was just trying to remember your name." I said. He nodded, before leaning forward and pressing the bag of ice to my head. I winced at the temperature, but didn't pull back this time.

"So uh...mind telling me why you were out under the dock at eleven at night?" He asked, tilting his head at me. I snapped my eyes up to him, making him flinch.

"Uh, y-you don't have to. I was just curious..." He said, giving me a small smile before averting his gaze. I bit my inner check, thinking back to what happened not too long ago.

I huffed as I plopped down on the edge of the dock, not caring for the cold winds that blew past me violently. I looked up and stared into the starless sky, dark clouds covering the moon.

"Dull and plain....just like me." I muttered, frowning as my face felt warm. I reached my hand up, feeling the wet tears that slid down my cheeks. I chuckled, shaking my head as I looked down.

I'm so done. Done with it all. I don't even want to dry my tears anymore. It's a waste of time, when I know they're just gonna come back soon. Unlike all my friends and family....who just left me for dead.

Not a single trace left behind. Just one simple note from my parents, one text from my best friend, and the worst from my ex girlfriend. One shattered heart. And all for what?

What had I don't to deserve this? Was it them? Was it me? It was probably me. I felt as if whoever gets too close to me, runs away the first chance they get. Was I too boring? Too straight forward? Too real for their liking? Was I too much? Or... was I not enough?