A/n sorry this is short haven't got a lot of time at the moment😜
Shizuo POV
Why does he even want these?!
" why the fuck Izaya?!" I say getting up and looking at him.
He flinches and backs up. " I-I'm sorry! I just thought you'd want t-t-to kn-" I cut him off.
I sigh. " Izaya I'm sorry I'm not mad at you I just really want you to stay away from this stuff" I say looking up at him and sitting back down,
He looks down the the floor sitting on the bed playing with his hands.
" why do you have these?" I ask him, these besides making his lose weight, make him lose his appetite, and make him feel sick.
" do you want the truth..." he asks
" yes" I reply rubbing circles into the palm of his hand.
. " well.... I think I'm fat. I hate the thought of putting weight on, only lately I've just stopped eating all together though..." I sit there Shocked.
"I-Izaya your not fat" I state. He looks up at me , and I hug him.
" I'm throwing these out, if you stay off these, you will stop feeling sick" I say.
" I know I shouldn't even have them but I guess they where like a safety net, along with my blades.." he says upset.
" remember Izaya you can talk to me anytime, don't let it build up like this" I tell him stroking his hair.
I look at his cuts again. " do you mind telling me when you did this?" I ask concerned.
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I Don't Need Your Help - shizaya (completed)
FanficWhen Izaya falls into a depression, and feels like it's all over, will Shizuo be able to help him? Warning: Self harm, could trigger some people
