Tweek X Depressed! Reader

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        Request from @PaolaAKoala
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It was easy to fake, really. A smile is just the upturn of your lips. But what got harder to hide was the scars. It had been easy at first, the cuts had stayed on my thighs. Soon enough the room on my legs had been taken up, and I had to move to my arms. It hadn't been hard, but once they got further and further down until it reached my wrists. No one really seemed to care, other than my parents and my close friend, Tweek. He had watched as I slowly devolved, getting more and more worried about me as each day progressed. "(Y/N)?" I scrambled to put the razor I was holding away and bandage my arm. "(Y-(Y/N), I'm coming in." I was so close to finishing, but as he walked in he saw the gauze on my arm half wound up, and my nervous expression still wrapping the bruised wrist. "Ha..ha..." I slowly laughed, looking at Tweeks solemn expression. "Why?" Was all he said. I looked at him confused. "Why did you do this?" He started to cry, no, sob into his hands. "I tried everything I could to make you stop..." he choked out, hugging the girl suddenly and twitching violently. "I'm.. I'm sorry Tweek..." I started to cry as well. We sat on the floor awhile, hugging each other and crying. "I love you so much... I don't want to see you go." He whispered after we stopped crying. Wordlessly I agreed, nodding my head. His hug became tighter and he kissed my forehead. "I'm not going to lose you to a i-illness that I know you can de-defeat..." I smiled and kissed his neckline. "You won't lose me anytime soon, dear." He smiled against my hair and we drifted to sleep, still sitting on the floor.

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