Pressure (Papyrus X Depressed!Mettaton)

Building Relationships

(Mettaton P.O.V)
I've been happier, having Papyrus stay with me. He helps me get through the day easily. He doesn't have to try, and I love that about him. His attitude.. Personality.. He's perfect.. But he's not with me at night. He can't protect me from the demons that linger around my heart, waiting for the next opportunity to strike. It's the worst at night, my uncontrollable feelings explode through my heart and leave me weak on the floor. Much like I am now. I'm laying on my side in the corner of the room, my legs pulled up to my chest. My makeup is ruined, like it is every night, with black streaks down my face. I wanted Papyrus.. But he was in his room, probably sleeping. I don't want to disturb him with my own problems.

I curl into myself more and let out a quiet sob, gradually getting louder and louder until I have to cover my face with a pillow to muffle them. My body is cramped from hunching over and shaking, it's like I'm paralyzed. It's like this for a few more minutes until I hear a knock at the door.

(Papyrus P.O.V)

No.. Human..

Don't..

Put that back..

HumaN DONT TOUCH MY SPAGHETTI-!

I sit up with a gasp before laughing at myself and grinning like an idiot. "Who has dreams about spaghetti? Pfft." I get up to get a drink of water, walking down the hall as quietly as I can so I don't wake anyone.

'Hmm.. What is that noise? It's quite dramatic..'

I lean against one of the doors, pressing where my ear would be quietly. A gasp leaves my lips. Quiet sobbing sounds from behind the door, it sounds like he's trying to keep quiet. I knock three times before opening the door and stepping in. I'm greeted with a curled up Mettaton with a pillow covering his mouth.

(Mettaton P.O.V)

"P-Papyrus?! What are you do-"

I go to stand up by I'm stopped when I'm hit with a small yet strong force. Thin bones wrap around my frame, pulling me against him tightly. I lean into his embrace and wrap my arms around his neck, hiding my face against him.

"I'm sorry Papy, I didn't mean to wake you.." I whisper, barely audible.

"Hush Metta, you're okay, it's okay. Everything will be okay, okay? You're no trouble. You're perfect the way you are." Papyrus rubs my back and moves my hair off my face.

"I just.. Don't know how much more of this I can take.. I don't know how much longer I can believe that everything's okay.." I look down before covering my face with both hands.

"Oh Metta.." Papyrus takes my hands and holds them tightly. "I'm here for you. I'm never going to leave, so if you ever feel down please come talk to me, I'll never judge you."

I put both hands on his cheek bones and lean up to kiss him, my silicone lips hitting his teeth. We stay like this a bit before pulling apart. A yawn escapes his lips and I instantly feel guilty about waking him.

"You should sleep, darling.. It's late.." I lead him to his bedroom and help him get into bed.

"Will you be okay?" He asks in his cute sleep voice. I sigh and smile at the thought.

"Of course darling. I just need a bit of sleep, that's all." I kiss his forehead and turn out the lights, going back into my room.

The door closes quietly behind me and I slide down it. I lean my head back and sigh. 'Dear sweet Papyrus.. Why must you care so much?' I stand up and walk over to my dresser, opening a drawer and pulling out a black case.

Sitting down, I open it and roll up the sleeve of my pyjamas. Small scratches line up along the underside of my wrist, no more than 6. I bite my lip and scrap the tool against myself, scrapping off some of the material. I wince, feeling slight pain but it only lasted a few seconds. I do it again, leaving six more marks. The seventh one was worse, leaving a visible dent in my arm. I sigh and lay down, plugging myself in and closing my eyes.

(Time skip cause I'm lazy AF ;)

"Mm.. Nnh.." I stretch my arms above me as I wake up. "Ugh.. I have a show today.." I stand up and get changed into my normal wear, my pink and black outfit. I fix my makeup, brushing my hair to the side so it still covers one eyes. Standing in front of my door, I close my eyes before smiling brightly and stepping out.

Don't let them see that you're dying inside.