~Male crush x male reader~

Deep Breaths, pt. 3 (angst + lemon)

A/N 1: Here's the 200k special I've been meaning to make lmao hopefully it's good. It's also the 300k special.

⚠️This is an example of a toxic relationship dynamic. This is not an example to go off of in a relationship of your own. I understand that it's fiction, but I'm not promoting this kind of relationship by posting this.⚠️

⚠️Warning(s): manipulation, mind control, alcohol⚠️

3rd person POV:

"And, now, here's Lucy with an update on the runaway mental facility patient from last week."

"Thank you, John. We finally got some background information on the patient, himself. One of the nurses from the facility, who wishes to remain anonymous, informed us that the patient constantly was talking to nothing, claiming that he was talking to someone named 'Y/N'. This gave nurses reason to believe that the patient was schizophrenic, and this was an act brought on by one of his hallucinations."

C/N's mother continues watching the report with a glass of wine in her hand, barely able to process anything through her desperate attempt at drowning her troubles in the sea of red. She mumbles to herself drunkenly, barely able to be understood in her drunken state.

"We still haven't gotten any comment from the head nurse on anything related to the situation. Authorities, though, have informed us that they're on the lookout for the patient."

"This 's bullshit... We might 's well jus' do this ourselves... Police clearly aren't capable..."

"Some people are apparently trying to create a search party to look for the patient, themselves, but authorities urge everyone to not do so, as it could be potentially dangerous."

"Fuck all that... Can't be that bad tryin' t' find C/N... He's not dangerous..."

C/N's mother takes yet another sip of her alcohol, barely managing to put the glass on the edge of the coffee table.

"Unfortunately, there has been no sign of the missing patient, despite the search, but we will give more details once we're updated on the situation. Now, to Jeff with the weather."

C/N's mother screams in rage, throwing her wine glass onto the ground and watching it shatter into several shards. The sharp pieces mirror the current state of her mind & heart; utterly destroyed.

"M' baby's gone, 'n no one gives enough of a shit to do anything 'bout it!"

C/N's mother collapses back onto the couch in loud sobs, the noises of simultaneous rage & despair muffled by a nearby throw pillow.

Y/N POV:

"This is all so messed up."

"What do you mean by that, C/N?"

Don't tell me he's questioning everything again.

"What the fuck are we doing out here in the middle of nowhere?"

I don't really have an answer for that.

"...Well, I-"

"I left my family, my friends, my life, everything, all for someone who isn't even real! What the fuck is wrong with me?"

I carefully take C/N's hand into my own, giving him a gentle, sympathetic look.

"First off, I am real. Also, you can't be there if you want to be with me. There's too many distractions, and-"

"And what if I don't want that anymore, Y/N?"

I freeze in my place, looking directly into C/N's eyes as I consider my options. After a few seconds, I step closer to him.