Anime one-shots

Tadashi Yamaguchi

Not me crying while writing this.

I'm fucking sad af rn but no angst cos I'll probably cry more.

Warnings: Self harm, bad and suicidal thoughts. Like majorly and kinda detailed.

Y/n's POV

I can't fucking do this anymore... I wanna die, I don't deserve anything. Why am I even living? What's the fucking point.

I dragged the razor blade over my skin as I cried in my bathroom, I haven't been to school in a week. It's getting bad again.

Stupid me. Why the fuck would I do this to myself. How could I let myself get this bad again. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I hit myself multiple time on my forehead as hard as I could with my eyes shut. Beginning to give me a headache.

"Baby? H-hey stop that." I heard my boyfriend say, as he walked over to me and put his hand on my forehead to get me to stop. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him, my eyes instantly filled with more tears when I saw his expression.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry." I bawled and dug my face in my hands, continuing to apologize. "Hey hey, no it's okay. You're okay." He said and hugged me, putting my face in his chest. "I'm such a terrible person." I kept crying until I passed out.

Yamaguchi's POV

I felt my heart break into a million pieces. I started crying when I saw her in this state. Damn it I should have come over earlier. I just thought she needed some space but it was clearly the opposite.

I feel so bad. She sobbed into my chest, muttering nonsense until she passed out. I sighed and pushed her back away from me for a moment so I could take a better look at her.

She had dark circles under her eyes, and a very small bruise on her forehead from when she hit herself. She looked so weak and exhausted. Her hair was surprisingly clean just messy and frizzy, which told me she probably sat in the cold shower for hours everyday.

My eyes filled with tears again as I saw her legs and arms. Somehow not noticing them before. They were littered with new cuts, covering her old scars. I lifted up her shirt a bit to see her stomach and hips were both covered with cuts that were starting to heal. Which meant she did it about 3 to 4 days ago.

I picked her up and went to her room. It was really messy, clothes and trash everywhere. What scared me was that here was no bowls or cups. Only empty water bottles. I sighed, at least she drank water.

I laid her on her bed then went to grab some bandages. I carefully cleaned and wrapped her cuts and gently leaned down and kissed her arms then her forehead. I carefully took off her hoodie and pants and put clean ones back on.

I crawled in bed, pulling her to my chest and turned on the tv. I massaged her head and gave her a kiss every few minutes. As I laid there I started thinking of all the things that could have happened if I got here later. She could have died from blood loss or hunger. What if... what if she tried to kill herself.

I started crying silently in hopes to not wake her up. "Please never scare me like that again." I mumbled and dug my head in her hair. I finally passed out from exhaustion.

~

I woke up in the middle of the night to see an empty bed next to me. I panicked and looked around. I went to the bathroom to see if she was there and sighed in relief when she was. "Yamaguchi get out!" She laughed. I covered my eyes and blushed. "Sorry!" I replied and walked out. At least she's okay...?