•WARNING SELF HARM, IF YOU STRUGGLE WITH THIS READ WHAT ARMIN SAID•
The strips of future scars laid up on (M/n)'s arms, he couldn't change what he's done. He doesn't even know why he does it— I guess to get rid of pain, the pain that he's been keeping to himself, the pains he's kept for so long, the pain he's concealed.
Armin began to grow curious, on days it was hot the (s/c) boy would be wearing a long sleeve, not minding the ferocious heat.
So he followed (M/n) and watched as he sunk to the floor of the bathroom, he put his head against the wall, leaning his back on it. He started to sob, Armin wanted to help.
But he wanted to see what he did next.
He pulled out a knife.
Armin almost fainted.
He put it to his arm, and with so much force he slit his wrist, top and bottom. (M/n) examined his cut, with gritted teeth he wrapped tape on it to stop the bleeding.
Armin felt like screaming at him. But Armin was frozen.
He stepped away from the cracked open door, and took off.
•the next day•
Armin watched (M/n) has he left eating times again, he followed— again. (M/n) went to the bathroom, and sunk down to the same spot as yesterday.
The depressed male pulled out he knife, and with all his might he slashed over a past scar. He looked at his clean fingers, brought the knife up—
"STOP!"
(M/n) jolted as blood dripped down his arm. He was terrified, Armin was going to tell someone, he was going to make fun of me— but no.
Instead he earned a large smack to the face and was pulled in tightest hug he ever had.
"Stop hurting yourself, I'm here, and i'll always be here, don't you dare think you're not worth saving because that's a lie. You're worth it, you're worth the space, you are meant to be here...
...to be here with me..."
Armin captured his lips.
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also i'm going to take a break from this book until it gets as much likes as it used to.
