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★ -' don't panic, please... '-★

Tw :
- crying
- yelling ( ish)
- mentions of SH
- banging on doors
- find help if you're doing this irl. Click off. Don't waste your time, go find help!

- Kayla

Perspective : Nobody's.

Zak and Darryl had gotten home when Zak found out that his mom had passed away. He immediately broke, he cried in his room for hours. His tears rolled down his face as he yelled loudly into a pillow. Darryl banged Zaks door, which was locked from the inside.

” Z-Zak open the door!“

Darryl kept repeating. Zak wouldn't budge and argued with Darryl.

” NO. Y- YOU DONT KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH, I MIGHT AS WELL *CUT* MYSELF AGAIN..“

Darryl gasped, he didn't want to lose his best friend, his crush, his everything.. he was crying as well now. He found a way into the room where Zak was in. He wanted to yell at him but.. he was already going through so much.

” Zak.. please, just..-“ Darryl would sigh. Zak cried a bit louder, but he gasped when he felt warmth.. Darryl was hugging him?.. He hugged back and cried out all he needed to. Darryl was still rather shaken up and he just sat on Zaks bed, Zak was currently sitting between his legs, his head was on Darryl's chest, basically, the two were cuddling.

Darryl was glad that Zak was calming down now, he didn't ever want to let go of him ever, no matter what it was. He was now laying down with Zak in his grasp. Their breathing matched as they slept comfortably in their bed.

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