Jahnnie Oneshots 3☆

☆Don't Jump! Pt2☆

Request: SaturnMoon714

[ This takes place the next day after Johnnie attempted suicide. ]

TW: suicidal thoughts, mental illness, depression.

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Johnnie was still sleeping in Jake's arms as the sun rose up in the sky. His attempt on the rooftop was last night, and now how peaceful Johnnie looked while sleeping, his eyes puffy and red from last night's crying events.

Jake gently ran his fingers through Johnnie's hair, smiling at how peaceful he looked. He held him a little closer, still slightly concerned about what happened the night before.

"Mm..." Johnnie opened his eyes. He still felt so exhausted from last night. He looks up at Jake slowly.

Jake looked down at him, noticing the exhaustion in his eyes. "Hey... how're you feeling?" He asked, his voice soft and gentle.

"I'm so tired, Jake. I'm sorry." Johnnie sounded so weak and fragile. It was so heartbreaking.

"Hey, don't apologize..." Jake said, pulling him closer. "You've been through a lot, you deserve to rest..."

"I should've jumped," Johnnie mumbled, looking away from Jake. "So that way I'm not a burden with this for you anymore. I'm tired of putting my feelings out to you, I don't even vent online anymore either."

Jake felt a pang of sadness in his chest at Johnnie's words. He gently cupped his face, forcing him to look at him. "You are not a burden, Johnnie. You're not a problem or anything like that."

"But i am, Jake. I'm sorry." Johnnie sniffled, "You saved my life.." He teared up. "I almost fell, i slipped because my boot got caught on the- on-the.." His voice started to waver. "On the roof gutter."

"I know... I know, love." Jake said, his voice still gentle but laced with concern. "And I'm so glad I was there to stop you from falling... I can't imagine what would've happened if I hadn't been there..."

"It would've been better if i was gone...." Johnnie's tears roll down his face once again. "No one cares about me."

"That's not true..." Jake said firmly, wiping away his tears with his thumb. "I care about you... I care about you so much... I love you..."

"Why?" Johnnie asked as he laid his head on Jake's chest. He still looked so exhausted as a few tears dropped.

"Because you're amazing, Johnnie..." Jake said, running his fingers through his hair again. "You're kind, and funny, and smart... You're so many things that I love about you..."

"You're only saying that because you want me to feel better." Johnnie replied, montoned.

"I'm saying it because it's true..." Jake said, gently lifting his chin so he was looking at him. "I'm saying it because I mean it. I'm saying it because I care about you and I want you to know that you're not a burden... that you're not a problem... and that I love you, no matter what."

Johnnie tears up, but holds them back. "I'm tired, Jake. I'm so tired. I just want this pain to go away. I want to die."

"I know, love... I know you're tired..." Jake said, pulling him into a tight hug. "But I'm here for you, okay? I'll help you through this pain... I won't let you give up."

Johnnie just snuggled up into Jake's embrace. Tears staining the punk's shirtless chest as his body shakes. "I wanna die, Jake.."

"Shhh... shhh, love..." Jake said, holding him close and rubbing his back gently. "It's okay... it's going to be okay... I'm here... I'm not going anywhere."