Safe Place (David x Depressed! Counselor! Reader)

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Self harm warning, if you are sensitive to that I advise that you skip this chapter and  (E/C) means eye color

You're a counselor at Camp Campbell, you've been working there for about a year now. Your co-counselor, David was always happy go lucky which is the exact opposite than you. You felt sad most of the time and that stemmed from you feeling like the kids didn't like you and that David only puts up with you because he has to.

It was morning time and none of the campers were up yet. 'Perfect.' you thought to yourself. You reached for your razor blade but before you could grab it, David came up behind you. "Gooooood morning (Y/n)!" He said being the energetic goofball that you came to love. You quickly pulled your hand away from the blade before he could see it and said "Good morning David." He smiled at you. "How did you sleep last night? He asked, "Good, and how about yourself?" You responded "Oh, I don't sleep really. I have insomnia." He replied, and you just said 'oh'.

David P.O.V 

It was lunch time, everyone was in the mess hall except one person and that person was (Y/n). 'Huh.. weird. I should go look for her.' I thought to myself but I heard Nikki's voice in my head 'So you like her don't you?' That just freaked me out and made me hunt for (Y/n) commence quicker. I searched the whole camp ground except for our cabin because she's normally never there except when it's time to sleep. When I walked in I heard crying, I automatically recognized it as (Y/n)'s cries. 'I'd know that sound from anywhere.' my mind automatically thought that she just hurt her ankle or something like that so, I knocked on the bathroom door. "(Y/n)? Are you okay?" I asked softly, I heard her sniff. "Yeah I'm fine. you should go make sure the campers aren't killing each other though." she replied. "No, counselors need to look after each other, now tell me what's wrong." I said sternly since I noticed blood drops on the floor. The little carpet in the bathroom shifted and my crush of 11 years opened the door with a click. There she stood, blood running down her arms a razor blade in her (dominant/hand). My eyes widen as I rushed to her side. "(Y/n)! Why?!" I felt hot tears run down my face. I  quickly removed my hanker chef, tore it in half and wrapped up her arms. She just stood there, tears welling up in her (E/C) eyes.

Your P.O.V
I can't even fathom seeing David so sad. What have I done?! My emotions were swirling into a huge tornado that I couldn't control. I hurt David.. I hurt my crush! I fell to my knees, starting to cry again as David wrapped my arms. Once he was done he took me into a tight embrace which I melted into. "(Y/n) why would you do that to yourself..?" He asked softly
I froze. "Because my life is one living hell." I replied "Why did you not tell me..? I could've helped you, (Y/n)!" He said, his voice wavering, 'he was crying and it is all my fault' you thought. "David.." you said as you looked up at him wanting to smother him in kisses to make him feel better. He hummed for you to go on. You hesitantly raised your head up to his in a soft and gentle kiss. You felt him tense for a second but kissed you back. After a few seconds he pulled away "(Y/n) I'll be your safe place, come to me whenever you feel down and I'll take care of you. I promise." You nodded and smiled at him softly.

It was the new begging of your happily ever after.

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