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Scarlet Red - Asmo x TransMasc!Reader

Asmo comforts his sad partner.

Content Warnings: Binding dangerously, Self-harm, Mild thoughts of suicide.

If any of this is triggering to you, then I suggest you do not read this chapter.

Scarlet red coated your arms as you leaned against your bed. Your mind raced. No matter what abuse you put yourself through, the voices won't stop. The voices telling you that you weren't tall enough, you weren't flat enough, your voice wasn't deep enough. How you weren't manly enough...

Tears poured down your red-stained cheeks. Your glossy eyes were bloodshot red as you relentlessly wiped them dry, desperately trying to stop the tears that fell.

Your chest heaved, desperate to be freed from bandages that tightly constricted your purple bruised skin. Choked sobs left your throat as your breathing shallowed. 

Sometimes you thought about how much easier it would be to end it all—an easy fix to all your problems. 

Suddenly your eyes shot up as your door swung open. Your eyes widened as you watched Asmodeus, your boyfriend walk in as you desperately tried to cover up the deep lashes on your skin.

You watched as he saw you in your distressed state. He froze in place before quickly walking over to you. "Oh, honey..." He crouched in front of you, his eyes wide with concern. He scanned your features noticing the agonized skin of your chest before his eyes darted to the blood that ran down your arms. He quickly took you in his arms, the blood slowly soaking into his jumper, staining it red. 

The added pressure on your chest released an uncomfortable noise from your throat, causing Asmodeus to lessen his grip on you. "What's wrong?" His face displayed a noticeable frown of sadness and worry causing your eyes to well up, stinging as they do so. He looked you up and down trying to think of ways to help. "Can  I take these off?" His hand softly stroked against the afraid edge of the bandages that flattened your chest. 

You nodded unsurely at him. He stood up and grabbed a pair of scissors from your desk and sat back down next to you. "Don't move"He slowly raised your arm and began to cut down the edge of the bandages revealing your bruised and irritated skin, releasing your chest from being tightly compressed. A sigh of relief left your mouth as the pain eased. 

He cut the final band that wrapped tightly around your chest. Breathing became easier as you took in a deep breath, calming your senses. "Let's get you cleaned up." He walked into your bathroom and returned with a first-aid kit containing a variety of sanitisers and bandages. "Put your arm in my lap" You did as he said and he got a cotton pad, soaked it in alcohol and began to clean your arm as quickly as possible. You winced at the sting in your cuts "I'm sorry this hurts, honey" He finished up and softly kissed your cheek. 

"I'm gonna go grab something for you to wear, okay?" You nod back and watch him leave the room. A couple moments later he reterns back in his pyjamas carrying one of his shirts for you. He helps you put it on and you both get into your bed. 

"Can you tell me what's wrong now?" He softly strokes your hair waiting for a reply. "I... I'm not ..Masculine enough." You look down sadly as Asmo takes in your answer. "What do you mean.. Of course, you are" You look up at him sadly. "I'm not though...I'm not tall enough and my voice isn't deep and-" He hushes you softly before speaking. "Yes, you are. You are one of the most handsome men I've ever met... U may even be equal to me in looks. I know you feel like you could do more but honey... You can't bind like that anymore... You're all bruised. I know they can be expensive but I'll buy you anything to make you more comfortable in your body. As long as you do it safely I don't mind, but you have to remember, you aren't at the end of your transition yet but the only way you can go from here is forward, I know you may not find yourself masculine enough but I assure you I do, and a good way to think about it is that you're only gonna get more and more masculine through your transition so you just need to stay strong, okay?" He softly kisses your forehead. 

"Thank you Asmo...I love you."

"I love you too (y/n)."