(angst)Atsushi fics -sskk-

Tired

PROBS REALLY SHIT AND SHORT I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO DO SORRY! ⚠️⚠️⚠️Please give me suggestions!

⚠️TW:mentions of sh and ed

Dull eyes stared at the ceiling , the morning sun shone through the small gap between the two curtains hug above an open window. Birds sang and cars rushed over the roads.

Atsushi's eyes slowly closed and opened again , he didn't sleep at all last night. He turned in his bed , the sheets rustling. His grabbed his phone from his bed side table and checked the time , 5:23 . He got out of his bed and went straight to the bathroom , he got undressed , unwrapped his bandages that were tainted a deep red colour. He got into his shower , the hot water ran down his body  , turning the slim man a pale pink , steam blurring his view of the floor. His damaged arms stung , a feeling atsushi was familiar with , his emotionless face just watched them bleed. He washed his hair and himself then exited the shower , his sight went black and he lost his balance almost falling over. He stumbled to his bathroom door and opened it , cold air rushed in as atsushi sat down on the toilet lid. He rubbed his eyes after sitting there for a few minutes , he went back into his room and got dressed , he bandaged his arm and went to the kitchen. He got a glass of water and made a slice of toast , he left it on the side and sat down on a chair. His eyelids felt heavy and struggled to keep open , finally his eyes closed and he fell into a needed slumber. His peace was interrupted by the sound of an alarm coming from his phone , he turned it off and left for work , ignoring the now cold slice of toast.

Upon arriving , he was met with greetings and hands waving. His coworkers returned the fake smile that was plastered across atsushi's face , most of theirs were real though. He sat at his desk and instantly started his work , sloppy handwriting decorated the important documents , his hand awkwardly griped his pen as it scribbled out his mistakes. He set the finished sheet of paper in a new pile that grew as the other one shrank , he did the same thing over and over again for about 2 hours . He lent back in his chair , a sigh left his mouth , his hand dressed in blisters due to non stop writing and an aching back from leaning over his desk for  so long.

But ofcouse he wasn't done because a senseless monkey had abandoned their work at atsushi's desk. Atsushi continued to work for another 4 hours , doing his own and his lazy coworkers work , which if you didn't already know is dazai. Atsushi's head was pounding and his ears were ringing , his hands blemished in ink . He stood up , he went dizzy , the lack of nutrition getting to him. He packed his  things to leave and said goodbye to the remaining colleagues in the building.

He was finally home , removing his shoes at the door. His arms were itching , begging even , for him to ruin them. The walk to the bathroom was short but felt like years , atsushi was eager , he tripped up the stairs his hand griping on the rail. He flung the bathroom door open and pounced to the sink , he stared at the mirror on the medicine cabinet , a grin grew on his face. He opened the cabinet door and grabbed a blade , flipping the sharp object in-between his fingers , he sat on the floor rolling up his sleeves and ripping off his bandages.

⚠️TW:sh

He held the blade against his arm , and with one swift movement , he began to bleed. He travelled down his arm , cutting deeper and deeper each time. He started to laugh. He was laughing? Oh. He was laughing. He smiled as he destroyed himself , his arms drenched in blood , they were unrecognisable. He looked as if he had been mauled by a bear , the rest of his clothes stained by the overwhelming amount of blood there was. His psychotic laughs turned into broken crys , silent at first but soon turned into loud cries for help. His arms fell numb and layed next to him , bleeding out.

⚠️TW: over

He was tired , really tired. He shut his eyes and fell to sleep. His limp body sat on the cold bathroom floor. Atleast he can rest properly now , just as he wanted. He's at peace now , one that can't be interrupted.