I've given enough happy content I'm depressed as fuck so!!
Her
"you could have seriously gotten hurt!"
"I know that and I'm sorry"
"It's not just "I'm sorry" you need to cut the bullshit and stop putting your life at risk?!"
"I can't promise you that..."
"if you love me you can!"
"I don't know why you care so much Kie"
"Why I care so much? Are you fucking high? You're my best friend! Don't, don't do that right now."
"Don't you understand?! I don't CARE about my life, I care about you guys more then that, especially you"
"I don't want you to put us first! I want you too put yourself first for once?! Can't you see, you're covered in bruises and cuts. If you seriously want to put me first, then put my feelings first."Deep breath, in and out
"If this is what it takes then fuck it"
Walking in closer, a droplet hitting my face, already trying to hold back tears. I place my arms around his neck, pulling him in closer to me. Our breaths our able to be felt against one another, not hesitating, I lean in, closing my eyes. The feeling of his lips on mine feeling ever so perfect, like it is meant to be. Pulling back, I reopen my eyes, allowing myself to grasp every feature of his face up close.
"I want you to drive me insane, but not in this way"
"You- you just kissed me, I didn't imagine that right?"
"no, you didn't"
"Holy shit. Do that again"
"I will, if you promise not to do anymore stupid shit"
"like?"
"putting yourself in dangerous situations, leaving without anyone knowing, getting yourself hurt, all of that""fuck, okay, I think I can promise that"
"not good enough"I move my hand down to his heart, the other making circles on his shoulder
"I won't do anymore stupid shit, I promise"
"good, had me thinking you didn't want this"Rain comes pouring down, striking all over. Moving in again, quickly kissing me back. Pulling us apart, going in for more. Our faces wet, bodies pressed against each other. Eyes already closed, clothes drenched in rain water. Parting, we stare at each other.
"As much as I would love to continue out here as this is very romantic, I don't want you to get sick"
Smile, slipping our hands into each others
"yeah, I don't know, maybe I'll help remove that top"
"oh, so were going there?"
"no, just teasing you"
Time skip"you can look I don't care"
"you deserve privacy"
Changing, drying my hair with a towel
"done"
"same"Turning around, face to face
"you still have that top on?"
"I know"
"you're something else"
"stalling"
"right"My hands at the bottom
"you better pray that I remember to pick this up"
Pulling it off slowly, slipping out of it. Trying hard not to stare, even with all of the scars and scabs, still looking hot
"your staring"
"kinda hard not too..."Shaking my thoughts, focusing
"those hurt?"
"not really"
"I've got to put rubbing alcohol on them, I'm sorry"
"I'll be fine, just please don't"
"I don't want you to get any infections"Sighing, pecking his lips
"I'll try to be quick, okay?"
"please"
"don't move, we can just do it here"I run to the bathroom, grabbing cotton balls and the rubbing alcohol
"when I was younger, my parents would kiss my scars"
"would it actually help?"
"eh, sociologically, but it's worth a try?"
"you just want a reason to kiss my abs"
"shut up, I do not. I want to help with any pain"
"I told you I don't have pain"
"you know what- fucksakes just lay down"
"you know It's okay, you can admit it, you find me hot, you're not the only one"
"are you trying to make me jealous"I put the cotton balls to the bottle, taking my time as I go over every single cut
"maybe?"
"It's working"
"knew it"I take a big breath in before doing an open cut, hearing him whisper fuck, making me feel so bad for hurting him
"I'm so sorry Jay"
"it's alright, keep going"I don't listen but instead lean down to the cut, it's on his lower stomach, rubbing off the lip gloss on my lips on tissue before my lips connect to the wound, staying longer as I use to think they'd last longer the longer you stayed. I pull myself back up, continuing to do another one
"feels better"
His voice sounds a bit weak there, grabbing his hand and placing it in mine
"the one I kissed?"
"mhm"
"be for real"
"I am"I laugh slightly, going over a few more before I reach another big one, his hand tensing up as I go over it
"Can you kiss that one doctor Carrera"
I shove him playfully before kissing that one too, finishing up shortly after. I put the things out, throwing out the now dirty cotton balls and tissues, laying down next too him as I hug him from behind
"I wanna see you"
Attempting to turn over, more profanity coming out of his mouth out of pain, still making it over on his other side
"you didn't have to do that, I could have pulled my chair over"
"I want you to be comfortable too, this is your bed"
"I know that, but I care about you right now, not myself"
"no, I don't want that, care about yourself, I'm fine"
"Jay"
"yeah"
"your doing it again"
"what?"
"thinking no one should care about you, and not caring about yourself. That was apart of our promise"
"my bad, I'm trying. In all fairness though you were doing it too"
"right, sorry"
"we're not good at this are we?"
"no, no were not, but will do this together, together, okay"
"yeah, together"
"oh shit I forgot, you hungry or anything?"
"nah, thanks but I'm good"I thought about asking "are you sure?" but I didn't, not wanting to push it. My arm is wrapped lightly around him, trying not to hurt him anymore then he already is. My other is on his heart again, not letting that one budge
"stay"
"what do you mean?"
"overnight"
"I can't let you get in trouble for that"
"I don't care about what they have to say, stay, kay?"To tired to fight, he just nods his head, leaning in to give me a short kiss
He's special.
Melia/Serenity talks:
HEY BESTIE BOOS IM BACK WITH MY DEPPERESSING SHIT WOOO! I have nothing to say cus I'm actually so mentally ill fun fact. ANYWAYYYY I hope you guys enjoyed this oneshot as much as I loved writing it! Ily all and PEACE!
Chapter is edited.
Word count: 1137
YOU ARE READING
ꫀׁׅܻ᥊ׁׅᝯׁꫀׁׅܻ℘tׁׅꪱׁׅᨵׁׅꪀׁׅɑׁׅ֮ᥣׁׅ֪~ յׁׅꪱׁׅɑׁׅ֮ꭈׁׅɑׁׅ֮ ᨵׁׅꪀׁׅꫀׁׅܻ꯱ׁׅ֒hׁׅ֮ᨵׁׅtׁׅ꯱ׁ
FanfictionRules are in the book!! Updated whenever I have ideas. I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS!! THESE CHARACTERS BELONG TO JONAS PATE, JOSH PATE AND NETFLIX. TW: Anxiety attacks, Depression and Swearing/Cussing, Smut Started: 03/05/2023 Dedicated to Shay ofc...