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Depressed ⚠️TW

"Do you really think Jungwon loves you?"

"STOP!" Y/N cried in anguish, hitting himself over and over. The voice in his head kept telling him that his boyfriend didn't actually love him, and was dating him out of pity. "STOP!"

He was home alone, his parents having gone to work and him being sick. They'd rather not leave him home alone, as he had diagnosed depression, but today Jisung had an important meeting, and Jaemin was suddenly called into the school to cover for an absent teacher.

"No!" Y/N continued to cry, the voice in his head getting louder.

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"Y/N, are you sure you'll be fine alone?" Jaemin asked. Y/N nodded, hitching a smile on his face. Jaemin nodded, unconvinced, as he and Jisung left the house. Junsu and Jungyu were out with friends, completing a project.

"See, they can't stand the thought of you."

"You're just a burden."

"Just kill yourself, no one wants you."

"They'll all be better off without you.

"Useless." One cut.

"Filthy." Another cut.

"No one wants you." He lost track.

"Go die." A hand was pulling the knife out of his hand, a familiar voice speaking to another person and then arms were lifting him out of the bathroom.

Everything went dark.

"Hey Y/N, welcome back to the world." He saw a nurse smiling down at him, her blue uniform bright on his eyes.

"W-what-"

"Do you not remember?" Her smile faded. "You- you tried to kill yourself, your parents and siblings are extremely worried."

"N-no." Y/N mumbled to himself. "No. I worried them, I'm a burden."

"What?" The nurse turned around. "I didn't catch that, sorry?"

"Nothing." Y/N gave a smile that tlooked so pitiful, the nurse nearly dropped equipment then and there, to hug him.

"I'll call your family in, then?"

Y/N was reluctant, but didn't want to upset them even further, so he agreed.

He sat up and stared outside the window, watching the cars go back and forth on the road below.

"Y/N." Jisung called, making Y/N turned his head. Now he felt even worse. All of them had red eyes and tear stained faces, but Jisung's stood out most.

"Y/N... Why?"

"I-" Y/N tried to speak, but found he couldn't, not without his voice cracking. "I don't know."

"Y/N, if you're feeling like this you- you need to tell us." Jaemin said, walking nearer to the bed. "We're supposed to be there for you, and not let you suffer in silence."

"I'm sorry." Y/N cried. "I- I know I shouldn't have kept it to myself, but- but he kept telling me-"

"Who kept telling you?" Jisung asked worriedly. "Are you getting bullied?"

"No. The- the voice in my head." Y/N sobbed. "H-hoe keeps telling me I'm a burden, and that if- if I'm gone no one will care."

"Sweetheart, you know that's not true." Jaemin said softly. "We'll always be here for you no matter what, and you will never be a burden."

"H-hoe kept telling me to kill myself, and- and I thought if I did, he'd stop talking to me, and- and everyone would be happy."

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Y/N was sent to therapy twice a week, and was slowly getting better. The voice was gone for the most part, only popping up maybe... Once a month, as oppesed to every hour.

"Hey, Y/N, don't stay up too late, okay?" Jisung said, smiling when he saw Y/N already fast asleep. "Good night."