𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝙸𝚇

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how far can you push someone until they break?

Suffocating.

It was as if you were being followed and dragged along by everyone.

Everyone was too overbearing.

You began to feel suffocated with their presence.

It was cute how they acted at first, and honestly you understood why they were so clingy. Their version of you never gave them any human affection since the incident and of course they would soon grow touch starved. You understand where they were coming from, you really do.

But, it has come to the point where you're not even able to go to the restroom alone without one of them freaking out. They had to be with you, they had to be touching you, they had to be talking to you.

They needed you to function.

But you didn't need them, and they didn't understand that.

And if you weren't with one of the brothers then you were with the prince and his butler. As of this week you've been to the Lord Demons castle four times , and it's only the middle of the week. It was tiring.

What was even more tiring was playing nice with this Diavolo and Barbatos, even though you found them to be shadier than the ones from your timeline.

The long continuous walk to the castle started hurting your feet. The walk to RAD tired you out since you spent all your energy entertaining the brothers, making sure they all had equal amounts of attention. The heavy workload of classes was also tiring to keep up with. And lastly, making sure everyone was happy had to be the most exhausting.

And lately you couldn't even enjoy the comfort of your own bed alone because Belphie found that to be his favorite resting place.

They were suffocating you.

What was even worse is that they began to become emotionally dependent on you for things as well. You're not a therapist for crying out loud.

You have problems too, you've been through stuff as well, but just like your demons they push your needs to the side.

You were becoming fed up with them.

You sighed as you rested onto the couch in the music room. You felt your body relax as you sunk into the plush fabric, leaning your head back you hoped none of the brothers would find you in here. You needed peace and quiet just for a few moments.

You soon realized that you found yourself doing more here, with these brothers than you were doing with yours.

You didn't like it.

You didn't like how much of a pushover you were. Were you really always like this?

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