Guilt Because of Other

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Sans POV
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On Saturday I was getting ready to meet up with Seonghwa. I was hoping that he would be more happy than yesterday. I went out and started walking to the part where I texted him to meet up. It was a very warm day for April, I was wearing only a white T-shirt and Some sweatpants. I had a mail carrier bag with me, I had only a few things inside there, my wallet, my keys, a battery for my phone and a water bottle.

I entered the park and immediately saw Seonghwas pink hair. I went up to him and hugged him from behind.
He was wearing also a white T-shirt, a leather jacket and wide ripped jeans.

I let him go and he turned to me with a smile.
"San!"

I smiled and lightly jumped.
"Seonghwa!"

He surely was happier. I was just so happy to see him happy.
We first walked around the park, we chatted and he finally told me about the cuts on his face, it was concerning, really.
While we were walking around, I noticed him pulling down his jacket on his left hand.

"Seonghwa, why are you pulling down on the jacket?"

"Oh just."

"Just?"
I made a hand gesture for him to continue.

"I just do that."

"You scare me sometimes."
I laughed.

He asked me to go shopping, he said he needed to get new clothes. We went to a shopping centre and we went to shops of his choice.
As we were walking, I was paying close attention to his left arm, he kept pulling it down but sometimes it raised to the level where I could see redness, but I wasn't sure what it was.

"Seonghwa, aren't you hot? Don't you want to take off the jacket?"

"No... I'm fine."
He mumbled.

He went on and picked clothes that he thought looked good, I didn't think they looked bad but they didn't look good to me either, but he always managed to make outfits look amazing.

He went to the changing cabin and before closing the curtain he took off the jacket. First right arm, and then he rushed on the left.
I was scared of what I saw, there were irritated cuts. He quickly closed the curtain but I held it back and came in the cabin, closed the curtain and threw the jacket down on a chair in the cabin.

I took his hand, his forearm was covered in cuts that overlapped. I widened my eyes and looked up at him.

"Why?"
I whispered.

He looked at the wall.
"I just..."

"You're so hurt.."

He pulled his arm from my hands and covered it by crossing his arms.

"I'm sorry."
He whispered and bit his lip.

"Seonghwa, please don't do that no more."

"I can't promise anything."

"Seonghwa..."

"Don't make me feel guilty."
He looked down.

"I'm sorry."
I left the cabin and squeezed my wrist. I felt the guilt, I felt like I was the one guilty for his cuts.

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