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G-Dragon X Self-harm!reader

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G-Dragon X Self-Harm!reader
Your POV:
It has been already half a year since I started going out with Ji-young or G-Dragon, as he is known by the world. On one hand, I couldn't be happier. He is kind, humble, a true gentleman and even though he is famous and has tons of things to do, he tries his best to make time for me. He sometimes comes back home tired and hardly standing, but he somehow manages to smile for me, hug me and ask me how my day was. I try my best to be a good girlfriend as well. I cook for him, which he absolutely loves! I listen to the lyrics that he writes and sometimes I help him with something if he isn't certain. According to him, he is the happiest man in the world. On TV a few times he said that he hadn't dated before and for a while that really was true. Although after a while he tried himself out in that field, but he wasn't so lucky. The girls that went after him and wanted to date him were shallow and cared only about looks or money. His experiences in love weren't so great, which is why I didn't have the courage to go up to him and confess. All I could do was watch his heart get broken and help him mend it time after time. I actually probably would have kept on doing so, if it wasn't for the state he was in at that time.
I had returned home after (work/school) when I got a call from Ji-young. He sounded like he was on the verge of tears and kept asking me to come over. I quickly rushed to his apartment and found him curled up in a ball on his bed. Ji-young is a very strong person, so I thought that something truly devastating had to have happened for him to be in such a state. I asked him what happened, but he simply hugged me and kept crying on my shoulder. I tried calming him down the best I could. When he could talk again he told me that his girlfriend had cheated on him. He must have really like her and I felt a pang in my chest, but shoved it aside. He was more important at the moment.
"Ji-young, she doesn't deserve your tears. You will meet someone that will care for you. I promise!"
"(Name), I-I don't k-know if I can keep believing that..."
"Don't give up, Ji-young! I care about you very much and I cant stand to see you in pain."
I realized what I had just said, but hoped that he would think I cared about him in a platonic way, but from the look on his face I began to think I had just made a big mistake.
"You care about me?"
"Y-Yes, o-of course, silly! I-I am y-your f-friend after all."
His face told me wasn't buying it. He pulled me close and looked me strait in the eye.
"(Name), what would you say if I told you I loved you?"
I sat there shocked and thought that maybe it was all a joke, but he was looking at me with a serious expression and I couldn't help but look away before I answered his question.
"I-I w-would s-say 'Me too'..."
Everything was silent and my heart felt like it would burst out of my chest. Suddenly, I felt something soft on my lips and realized that Ji-young was kissing me!!!
"(Name)."
"Y-Yes?"
"I love you."
"...."
"You have to say it back. You promised."
He look at me with sincere and loving eyes and I suddenly felt at ease."
"Ji-young?"
"Yes."
"I love you, too."
That is how we became girlfriend and boyfriend. Things have been going well and about 3 months ago Ji-young introduced me to the world as his girlfriend. At first, I was happy and we were congratulated by many of his friends and family, but wasn't the only thing we got. Quite a few of his fans were really unhappy about us being together and started ridiculing us, well, mainly me. They didn't dare hurt their 'Oppa', but that wasn't the case for me...
I got a lot of hate and threats sent directly to me. I didn't tell Ji-young, because he would only worry, but after some time the threats and hating got to me. I started cutting....
Oppa doesn't know anything about it and I don't want him to find out. I don't know how he would react and I don't want to loose him. Right now he is off on one of his tours and he should be coming home tomorrow. I have been feeling miserable for 2 weeks already. Although he calls me every day and texts me whenever he can, the hating has gotten worse, to the point where I am afraid of going out because someone might try and hurt me. It happened before, but I told Oppa that I simply fell. I don't think he believed me, but since I was pretty traumatized, he tried to make me feel better, instead of pressing the matter further. Right now I have just gotten out of the bathroom and my stomach really hurts. I can't leave any marks on my arms or legs, because he might notice. After all, he is a very attentive boyfriend and we have been living together for some time already. I just haven't really walked around without a shirt before, so my secret is safe. I put on a loose shirt and get ready for bed, when I hear some commotion from downstairs.
'Is it a robber?!! Or maybe a saesang fan!!!! What to do??!!!'
But before I can do anything rash or stupid, I hear a very familiar voice.
"Yooohooo! Is anyone home? Where is my angel and why isn't she here giving her Oppa a kiss?"
I giggle and practically fly down the stairs and into his arms. I don't care that my skin aches at any contact. It has been such a long week and I missed him so much!
"Woah! Are you that happy to see, (Name). Ah! Why are you crying? Did something happen?!"
I feel my cheeks and I really am crying. He kisses my cheeks and dries my tears. He looks really worried.
"Don't worry, Oppa. I just missed you so much."
"If I had known that you would miss me this much, I would have tried to take you with me or cancel my tour."
"It's okay, Oppa. How was your trip? Should I cook something for you?"
"I will tell you about my trip tomorrow morning. I am not really hungry right now, so I just want to go to bed."
"Okay."
"You can go and wait for me in bed, I will just quickly go and take a shower and come and join you, okay?"
"Sure."
He gives me a kiss and goes to the bathroom. I should wait for him for now.
Ji-young's POV:
I wonder what was wrong with (Name). Maybe something happened when I was away. I need to get my shampoo. Where is it?
Oops! I knocked over (Name)'s Case with her beauty products. I wonder why she doesn't like me touching it. I guess it is a girl's privacy after all.
Something fell out.
A razor....covered in blood?!
She couldn't be...could she? Thinking back on the last couple of months, she has been feeling a bit depressed from time to time, but I thought it was from studying to hard or problems at work. I tried to make her feel better any way I could, but I guess it wasn't good enough. Wait, maybe I am jumping to conclusions. Damn, my eyes are begging to water. I need to calm down and think this through. I know that she has no scars on her arms and legs...but she might have some on her stomach. I need to find out without telling her outright. I enter the room and she is already sleeping. She must have been very tired. I slip into bed next to her and hold her tightly in my arms. Even in her sleep she flinches and I can hardly hold back my tears. I slightly let her go and lift her shirt up a bit. I am met with scars. I turn on the light and see that the scars are both old and new. She starts to open her eyes and looks up at me then down at her stomach and she starts to panic and quickly covers herself. I don't know what to say, so I leave the room.
Your POV:
Oh no!!! He saw! He is going to leave me! I didn't want him to find out this way! I call out to him, but no answer. Seconds later I hear a loud crash and Ji-young cursing under his breath. I run to the bathroom and see that the contents of my bag are out on the floor and no razors are in sight and the mirror is smashed. I see blood coming out of the cuts on Ji-young's hand and my vision becomes blurry. I dash to get the medical kit and quickly begin tending to his hand. He isn't looking at me and I don't dare to say anything just yet. I simply tend to the cuts on his hand with tears spilling out of my eyes. From the occasional sniffing I can tell he is crying too. I put away the kit and hold his hand. He doesn't say anything so I simply go to our room and begin packing my things. I won't wait for him to tell me to leave. I can't stay and be a burden to him. Ji-young enters the room and his eyes widen when he sees me packing.
"(Name)! Don't think about it!"
He moves away my suitcase and hugs me tightly. My cuts sting, but I don't care, I need him next to me. I can feel him shaking and tears staining my shirt, but I won't let him go. He calms down a bit a looks into my teary eyes. He looks so hurt and so broken, that I closed my eyes and just let my tears keep falling. My hands fall limply to my sides, but he keeps me close and holds my tear-stained face with his hands.
"(Name), please look at me."
His voice cracks, but I just shake my head. I can't face him. I hurt him. I don't want to see his face.
"(Name), please! Look at me!"
I don't move. This time, I feel his lips on mine. He gives me a passionate kiss and I can taste his salty tears. This time, I open my eyes and see him looking at me with pure love and care. He hugs me close once again and picks me up. He carries me over to the bed and we both lie down. He doesn't let go of me, he doesn't say a word. With my head on his chest, I can feel his rapidly beating heart and the slight trembling of his body. I hug him closer, if that is even possible, and he stops shaking. He pets my hair and I begin to calm down a bit, but the question still lingers in my mind and I am dying to know what is he thinking. Will we still stay together? Does he want me to leave?
"No!"
"W-What?"
"I won't let you go. You are the most precious person in my life, my angel, I won't let you go. I want to help you, but I can't, if you don't tell me why you did that."
I contemplate his request for a few moments. Then I silently reach for my phone and show him the messages. I lay my head back on his chest, while he reads the threats and hateful comments. I can hear his heart beating faster and his grip on me tightens. He turns off my phone and puts it back on the nightstand. We are left in the darkness of the room. He silently shifts me off his chest, so that we are facing each other. Then he lowers the covers, till only our lower body from the waist down is covered. I hear him shifting again and feel him lifting my shirt again slightly. I panic and tense, but he doesn't stop. I feel him placing kisses on my stomach and his fingers are gently touching my scars. I begin trembling and he stops. He pulls closer and covers us with the blanket. He kisses my eyes and whispers in my ear.
"Sleep. Tomorrow I will take care of everything. No one will lay a finger on my angel, I promise. So for now sleep."
He keeps on stroking my hair and whispering sweet nothings into my ear while I fall asleep.
Before I fall asleep, I want to tell him something.
"Oppa, I love you."
I can feel his smile against the skin of my cheek and then feel a kiss being planted on my lips.
"I love you, too."
Everything will be okay now. He won't let anyone harm me. He promised and he has kept all of his promises so far.

WOW! That was a lot of words, angst, fluff, I don't know. What do you think? Please leave a comment and tell me what you think. Just please don't be mean.