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🐺 Han - Self-harm Part 2

// TW: mentions of self-harm, depression, suicide //

~ Bang Chan's POV ~

My dear Jisung.

I want to give the world to you.

I want you to see how loved, cherished and needed you are.

I want you to be okay.

Our management decided to put Jisung on hiatus, only for a couple of weeks, so he could attend therapy in peace.

But still, he barely showed any improvement.

- Ji? Can I come in? - It was almost 1 pm, and he still didn't come down for breakfast. Of course, I was getting worried, but I knew, he needed his space. - Jisung?

No answer. My heart was beating faster by the minute, my mind only imagined the worst scenarios. My breath started picking up, and I decided to forcefully enter his room.

- Jisung, are you... Jisung? - He wasn't in his room, but it was locked from the inside. He must be in his bathroom then. - Are you in the bathroom?

Still no answer. Still no sound.

I started knocking on the bathroom door. Then it turned to banging.

But nothing.

- Chan-Hyung, what are you doing? - Changbin came into the room, confused. I must've made a big noise. - Where's Ji?

- In the bathroom, and he won't answer! - My voice was shaky and frantic, but I couldn't help it. I wanted nothing more, but to hold Han in my arms.

- Oh, no. Step aside. - He was the strongest out of us, so I let him force the door open. I was prepared for the worst, I already had my phone in my hands, in case I needed to call an ambulance.

- Enough of this... - And the broke the door open. I turned around, contemplating, if I need to get another member with us.

- JISUNG, goddamnit! - My head jerked back around, only to see Changbin next to an unconscious Han. - Chan, oh my god, what do I do? Umm, a towel... - He frantically scrambled for a towel, and when he found none, he took off his hoodie, and covered the scars.

My mind was blank. I was full of worries and ideas, but now, when I need to act, I was frozen.

Jisung was laying in the middle of the bathroom, pale as a ghost, in a pool of his own blood. I could see the blade he used next to him...

- Chan, help me here. - Bin was in tears, desperately trying to help our younger. I took a step towards them, when Jisung opened his eyes.

- Sungie, are you okay? What happened? - We all knew what happened. I just wanted him to explain it.

- Uh, my head hurts... - We helped him sit up, and I took a good look at him.

He lost so much weight, his adorable squirrel cheeks were gone, his skin was pale and cold. His eyes were empty, and his hands were trembling.

He was a shell of who he used to be.

- Sungie... Please be honest with me. Did you cut yourself again? - It broke my heart saying it, but I couldn't let him do this any longer.

He looked into my eyes, and nodded.

~ Han's POV ~

I woke up quite late, around 9 am. I'm usually up much earlier, but I was too tired nowadays. My stomach was rumbling, I was so hungry, but I didn't want to eat.