TW: Self-harm ⚠️
(do not read if you are easily triggered with these type of situations, or uncomfortable thank you)
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His gaze focused on the filled fluid object in his hand, flicking the ignition button repeatedly. A bright flame lighting his eyes as a small smile formed on Williams face. He rolled his sleeve up, revealing his wrists already marked with redish burns.
Slowly, William places the lighter flame on his arm, holding it there—the painful but relaxing sensation shivered down his spine. Still grinning watching the blood seep and his skin dissolve—moving the lighter around his bare skin, his head fogging being lulled the racing thoughts disappear. Those petty promises didn't matter.
One followed by another to three, to four, he dragged his fingers over the patches, he didn't bother to clean them or rince under water. William layed in bed, closing his eyes to distract himself from the soreness. Suddenly an knock on the door, he leaped up and threw his jacket on—opening the door, his partner stood there with a tray of tea. "Evening, you've been in our room since early afternoon, are you alright darling?" Vincent asked walking past William and placing the tray on the bed side table. Vincent glanced on the bed, a small blood trail and an lighter in an visible sight. He pursed his lips and looked up at William who was preparing words. "Oh, i haven't checked the time in an while i guess" his words stumbled off.
The taller man sat down on the bed, opening his arms as a welcome embrase—William sat on his lovers lap giving an shaded smile, Vincent frowned his eyebrows lowering his tone. "You look awful Will" William blinked he could imagine the colours on his face fading, "I mean i'm going to shower tonight, then i won't look half dead" He chuckled "We are dead" Vincent replied shortly after as the smaller man rolled his eyes.
Vincent placed his head on his shoulder, "It's not as bad as some of the other stuff you've been doing to yourself", William froze—a crepe down his neck and a shock of realisation. He shot up from the man's lap and glared at him in disbelief. Vincent locked eyes with him while reaching for the lighter, his words stuck in his throat, just hesitated head nodding side to side.
Mixed emotions spreading threw his body, tugging at his sleeve, the sweat on his arms must have been quite sore and irritating Vincent stood up and grabbed his partner by the waist again, eyes still locked in position.
"Show me"
"I-i don't know what your talking about" William muttered.
Vincent frowned grabbing the brown haired man's wrists and rolling down his sleeves, William hissed in pain. "You broke our promise" Vincent added glaring back at William who seemed to be silently sobbing, the smaller man hicced "I-im sorry...i'm so sorry", Were the only words he could elaborate. "I know" Vincent mumbled pulling him closer letting William completely break down in his arms.
"Oh will, what will we do with you hm..?"
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