Diabolik Lovers x Reader (Requests OPEN)

Misunderstanding (Azusa Mukami x Reader)

TW: Referenced self-harm

It all came crashing down that evening when Azusa discovered the two of you. That afternoon, before he had left for the store, you had pulled him aside to pepper small kisses across his face. His arms moved to wrap around your sides and pull you closer, letting out soft giggles as you continued.

"You are..everything...to me... Thank you..." he murmured as you moved to wrap your arms around his neck and lean into him to capture his lips. "Do you...want a gift...?"

"You're enough of a gift..." you murmured as you moved back, tapping his nose teasingly. "You look cute today~"

The young man's lips turned up as he looked over you, burrowed in one of his sweaters. Surprising both you and himself, he went back in for a quick peck before moving away, telling you that he loved you one more time before heading out of the door.

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Everything had changed because of you, because of your soft gestures towards him. In his many years of endless existence, he would have never thought that he would feel more loved than when he was able to slash at the different parts of his body and relish the action of watching the red seep out of his pale skin. That was until you walked into his life and turned everything upside down. Before he knew it, he was entranced by your beauty and endless kindness.

Your boyfriend had struggled for so long, but you had held his hand as he took baby steps towards improvement. You had stood in front of the mirror in front of him, arms wrapped around his waist, as your fingers danced across his scarred skin and pointed out all of the little quirks that made you love him even more. You had delicately wiped away all of the doubt and shame present on his face as you worshiped his body gently and softly.

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He hadn't meant to walk in on the two of you, preoccupied with his thoughts, as he tapped against the door. One of his hands turned the door handle while the other was clutched around a pastel-colored shopping bag, which was filled with different sweaters that he had picked out for you. He had deposited his items in his own room before stopping by yours to present the items to you. A relaxed smile on his face, he peeped into the room... just when his heart plummeted.

Kou's brows shot up as he pushed away from you. Another slap to Azusa's face was that you were still bundled up in his sweater. The boy's vision blurred and he found himself weakly dropping to his knees. He could only see your wide eyes in his mind as his fingers moved to frantically scratch at his arms. Some way to help himself, some way to relieve his emotional pain-

He vaguely remembered your desperate voice near his ear as he made a beeline for his room. You had practically thrown yourself in front of his display of different knives, hands reaching out to grasp his forearms.

"Azusa, honey..." you kept repeating before he was able to focus on your face. You soon relaxed and cupped both of his cheeks. "I need you to breathe for me, baby-"

"I'm sorry..." he was able to get out before dissolving into tears and uncontrollable gasps for air.

"For what?" you questioned, still trying to wrap your mind around what had triggered him. Kou had merely tripped over his own feet and fell on top of you-

Your expression slackened as you realized what he was upset about. You immediately pulled your hands away from him and asked with venom present in your voice, "Why should you be sorry about something like that?"

Azusa's bleary eyes couldn't focus on one spot as he began to internally panic again.

"You're angry...at me... I didn't..mean to...invade your privacy.... You don't deserve it... I'm so selfish... to think that... you would...love only...me... I was...so selfish..I-"

"You're not having a good reaction, baby. Focus on your breathing," you interrupted as you moved back to wrap your arms around him, realizing your mistake of breaking apart so quickly. He almost immediately relaxed against your touch as he kept whimpering.

"Was going...to my knives...I needed..some way...to feel alive...I felt so cold..."

"Do you still feel cold?" you asked as you pushed his hair back from his face, eyes searching for any sort of discomfort to pass over his face. "Kou and I... We aren't... He had come into the room to ask me a question, and I guess he tripped over something and landed on top of me. You had walked in at the worst possible moment. Nothing ever happened between the two of us. You're the only one that I want..."

You merely got an exhausted nod from your lover as you tightened your hold around him.

"Let's just lay down for a while. I'm sorry that you were given such a fright..."