Comfort. Overhaul X Female Y/N story.

Stressful days...

This contains mentions and depictions of self-harm and angst, if you do not wish to read it skip the chapter.

Y/N's POV: (( Please excuse me if the POV's are pointless or make no sense- I don't do POV's well---- ))

You walked toward your husband's office, you didn't see him all day which was rare. He was always around the base.....He seldom stayed in his office all day. You knocked getting no response and heard music from the washroom, you figured he was showering, so you opened the door and walked inside shutting the door after you, then went to the washroom and opened the door. You froze at what you saw.

You saw Kai, with a razor pressed against his wrist... Blood was dripping onto the floor from the dozens of lacerations on his wrists... You soon realized the music was playing to muffle his cries or his cursing at himself... You took a breath and called his name softly "Kai?...." he cringed in regret or dread and hurried to roll his sleeves down and hide the razor turning to look at the previously closed door but saw you and whimpered tears filling his eyes as he looked at you regretfully fearing you'd shout at him. You noticed the worry in his eyes and softened your expression kneeling next to him embracing him tightly.

"I-I-I'm-m s-s-s-sor-r-sorry Y-Y/N!!!" He apologized crying, your heart ached hearing that, you kissed him and let him know it was alright, "It's alright my love.......Let's wash you up, shall we....? Then we can talk if you want.....or we can cuddle okay my lovebug?" you maintained your tone to be gentle and calm as not to startle him or distress him further.

He nodded and permitted you to pick him up seating him on the counter of the washroom sink, as you gingerly lifted his sleeves up to clean off the blood, you gently guided his wrists under the water washing them off as Kai winced, you kissed his head praising that he was doing well, and was almost over, you took his wrists out of the water drying them off and bandaged them, rolling his sleeves back down, you picked him up and held him close, laying on the bed cuddling him. 

"You wanna talk about why baby?...." 

He nodded.

You smiled softly and embraced him once more. "Go ahead. I'll listen I promise...."

He took a breath.

"Work's been extraordinarily stressful, and my anxiety has gotten more destructive and harmful, I can't stop thinking about how my Pops is in a coma because of me, half my gang doesn't respect me, I don't even respect myself, I've been stressed for months, I can't find a way to tell you because I don't want to stress you out, I know wounding myself isn't the answer but it's the only answer I can think of, I want to be a loving husband to you, but I don't know how to be, I've never had a wife or partner in general before, I've always been raised to be alone and work alone above my gang, you're the first woman allowed in a Yakuza, and that's tension for me because I have to make sure my gang doesn't touch you but I sound so controlling and possessive if I say don't touch you, but if I don't then I might come off as I don't care about you and I do! But I get angry if people touch you, I wanna kill them, and I don't know why, so it worries me more! A-And and.....And I miss my parents......" 

He began crying again and embraced you hiding his face against your chest as you held him.

"Darling........." You softly sighed. "You can tell me anything......If I knew of your anxiety I'd help you.....Your Pops forgives you, the gang that matters respects you, you may not respect yourself but that takes time! Stress is hard to deal with, but it helps to talk to someone, injuring yourself is never the answer, but it might make you feel better or so you think when really it does more damage, you are a loving husband and a very loving husband at that! As for how you were raised it's okay! Most Yakuza men are raised that way, and hey being the first woman in a Yakuza means I'm at least somewhat special, I think I intimidate the creeps anyway." you softly giggled at his smile "And you are possessive but I love you that way, as for the anger and murderous thoughts? You seem to be a Yandere darling, which I find cute. As for your parents, I know you miss them......But if they abandoned you they aren't worth being missed....." He seemed to perk up and smile kissing you.

"Thank you...."

You smiled kissing back. And giggled softly as he fell asleep abruptly his head dropping onto your chest his adorable tiny peaceful quiet sounds he made sleeping made you smile. You pet his hair.

"Goodnight Doll...." You smiled before turning out the light and falling asleep.