❝𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a former hitman sought the help of a psychologist to get rid of his suicidal thoughts.
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Modern Setting
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ TW: Suicide
ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Mature Contents...
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The marks are still visible even after a few days. You didn't know it would last this long, the love bites he had given you were a reminder that it did happen. And each time you look in the mirror and saw those red marks you were reminded of every single moment of when it happened.
At least today they are starting to fade, but you wouldn't risk going out and being seen wearing those hickies on your neck so you've been covering them with concealer, sometimes you'd even wear a neckerchief. This time, since they're starting to fade, you decided to just wear a neckerchief scarf.
Once you're done with your get-up, you took your purse and headed outside. It's quite a sunny day so you decided to wear a pair of sunglasses as well. You were wearing them when you got outside the apartment complex that you almost didn't notice someone standing there, leaning on the hood of his car with his phone before he looked up at you.
"I was just about to call you," Eren said, lowering his hand that's holding the phone as he pushed himself and straightened up. "Wanna grab some coffee?"
"I was just about to," you said, looking behind him to see his vehicle. If he brought his motorcycle you'd have a reason to decline. Your outfit doesn't really get along with that kind of vehicle and you don't feel the least bit comfortable riding that anyways. Eren seem to think otherwise.
