Sanemi angst

Not again...

Summary: Sanemi had been clean for 2 years. Then, something pushes him off the edge again, and he relapses at the worst time. Luckily, someone is there to help him.
College AU

Platonic SaneOba, protective Mitsuri

TW: Self-Harm, Swearing, Yelling
CW: Characters may be out of character

Sanemi P.O.V

Fuck fuck fuck! This wasn't supposed to happen... not again, I thought as I stood there, blood dripping from my wrist. In my other hand I held a razor blade, and it too was dripping with blood. I had been clean for at least 2 years, why was I doing it again? I heard a buzzing sound from my phone and looked over at it. It was Obanai, he was texting me about Mitsuri's party tonight.

Wait... that's tonight!? Shit, I thought it was tomorrow!

I started panicking, because he was supposed to be my ride. And now his car is sitting outside my dorm. Shit.

How long has he been waiting? He'll probably be suspicious if I keep him too long...

Taking a long sigh, I washed my wrists and put the blade into a drawer. Then I wrapped some bandages around my arm, hoping that I wouldn't bleed through them. I ran to my closet and put on a dress shirt and some random black pants I had lying around. I put on the nicest shoes I had, slipped my phone into a pocket, ripped a jacket off of my coat hanger, and ran out the door, hoping that I hadn't kept Obanai waiting for too long.

Obanai P.O.V

What the hell is he doing in there? I thought as I sat in my car. It's been almost an hour since I got there, and I've texted him multiple times. He hasn't responded.

Why isn't he responding? He always answers his phone. Unless he's... doing it again...

I shoved that thought away. He wouldn't. Besides, he promised me that he would reach out if he started again.

Yea... and anyway, Sanemi's been clean for years. Why would he start again now?

Still, I couldn't help but think something's wrong. Suddenly, a shout ripped me away from my thoughts.

"Obanai! Open the damn door! It's cold as hell out here!" It's Sanemi. He's finally here. I quickly unlock the door and restart my car. He gets in, and I notice that he's shaking a little.

"What the hell took you so long? I've been waiting for almost an hour," that came out ruder than I had intended, and Sanemi took offense to it.

"Oh shut up! I didn't tell you to wait for me! You chose to wait, so don't blame me," he barked. There was an underlying hurt in his voice, but I didn't mention it.

"Whatever," I sighed and began to drive down the street to get to Mitsuri's place, glancing every now and then at Sanemi. He keeps picking at his forearm, and his leg is twitching, like he's worried about something. He looks slightly uneasy, and that's not a common emotion to see on him. It's rather... worrying.

When we reached Mitsuri's house, Sanemi seemed eager to get inside, but seeing as the party had already started, I told myself that he was just excited.

And plus, Mitsuri's got a dog.

Her dog loves Sanemi, in fact, most animals love him. Even Kaburamaru. Anyway, we go up and Sanemi knocks on the door and to my surprise, Shinobu answered instead of Mitsuri.

"Ah! There you two are. We've been waiting for awhile. Please come in,"

Waiting? What does she mean?