Weasley twins X reader- Smut, Fluff and all other good stuff (Requests open)

George X Reader (unspecified gender) (sad)

Warning: suicidal thoughts and self harm but no vivid details, making just mentions

      As everyone gathered in the great hall for lunch, I finished up tuning my acoustic guitar. I let out a deep sigh and made sure I had my letter to George with me. I pushed open the doors and started to play the chords and everyone stopped chatting. I went right to George and started to sing.
     "I met you in the dark, you lit me up. You made me feel as though I was enough. We danced the night away. We drank too much. I held your hair back when you were throwing up." I sang the first verse, making him stand right in front of me, him clearly recognising the song. "When you looked over your shoulder, for a minute I was stone cold sober, I pulled you closer to my chest. You asked me to stay over but I already told ya' I think you should get some rest."
     I continued all though. "I wanna live with you, even when we're ghosts. You were alway there for me when I needed you most. I wanna love you till my lungs give out. I promise to death we part, like in our vows." I went on and got the very last lines.
     "Just day you won't let go. Oh, just say you won't let go. Oh." The whole room erupted in applause and I just hugged George. Then, when everything went silent I passed him the note.
     "What's this?" He calmly whispered. I just shook my head and gave him a peck on the cheek.
    "Don't open it until 7pm tonight, okay. I love you, George Weasley. Never forget how much I love you." And with that, I left. It would be the last time I ever saw my boyfriend, as he would know when he read my letter.

George's POV:

     The clock struck 7 and I eagerly opened the letter. I was dying to know what was so important. Then my heart sank.

       'Dear George,
                 I love you. I love you more and more each day. But the more I love you, the more I hate my self. I'm drowning in a sorrow that not even your love can mend. I only ask one thing: remember I love you. Till death do we part. I want you to remember how much I love you but you can find someone better than me. This isn't your fault, George. By the time you're reading this, I'll be asleep in our special place. I'm sorry but I'm just too broken to fix. I love you.
        From Your forever and always X'

      "Fred, get all Dumbledore and McGonagall and anybody you can find. Get the nurse. Get the to the astronomy tower.  Now!" I screamed at him. He just looked confused. "Just go and get them!" I screamed, running out of the common room.
     When I saw the words 'out special place', I knew exactly where to find (her/him). We would always go up there at this time most nights to look at the stars. I just hope I was in time to save the love of my life.
     I ran up the steps, skipping two at a time to get up them faster. The tower was so big! I could see the moonlight leaking in as I approached the top and faint little whimpers.
       "Y/N, love!" I screamed as I stopped to see (him/her). I saw (his/ her) arms were covered in cuts and scars. They were bleeding very badly and (he/she) was so pale. "Y/N, why?" I asked as I slowly approached. Their sparkling Y/E/C eyes looked up and into mine.
     "George." Y/N let out a quiet mumble. I nodded and I placed a hand on (his/her) cold skin. I pulled (her/him) into my lap and they wept into my skin.
    "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." Y/N continued over and over and over again as I heard the hefty steps rushing up the tower. "I love you. I'm so so sorry I'm such a fuck up." (He/she) wept, just as Fred, the two professors and the nurse got up here.
      Fred looked so upset that he almost began to cry. McGonagall didn't know what to do and Dumbledore didn't either. Madame Pomfre bustled over to us, just as Y/N passed out from blood loss.
      "Y/N?" She questioned, to see if my love was responsive. She quacked (his/ her) pules. "At least (he/ she) still has a pulse but it it weaker than it should be. We need to get down to the medical bay, now." She wrapped some bandage around (his/ her) arms to stop the bleeding and I picked them up into my arms.
     "Stay with me, love. I love you. Don't you leave me." I repeated, trying to stay calm. We hustled through the corridors, getting stares from all the passing students who were returning from dinner.
       As morning broke, I was still at Y/N's bedside. I gripped (his/her) hand and I just stared at their features. There perfect lip I loved to kiss so much; their soft hair; there adorable nose and their always flustered cheeks. I couldn't get my head around why Y/N would want to do this to him/ her self) but I was pulled out of my thoughts with the only thing I wanted to hear.
     "I love you, George." A dull whisper called in the silence. Happy tears flooded my eyes and I hugged Y/N for my life.
    "Why? Why?" I just whispered, not knowing what else to say. (He/ she) just shook (his/ her) head.
     "I couldn't bare to be here  anymore. Everyone hates me. My parents disowned me when I was sorted into Gryffindor and I haven't seen them in three years. My brother died in a Quidditch accident last year. And you could do so much better than me." The last part came a barley a whisper.
     "Don't you dare ever say that. I could never replace you. You are one of a kind. Please, don't hurt yourself anymore. I love you." I whispered. I pressed my lips to Y/N's and (he/ she) kissed back. "Sorry our first kiss wasn't somewhere more romantic." I joked, lightening the mood.
    "Did you really man it, that you love me?"
    "Of course I do. I always have and I always will. I know we aren't old enough to yet but will you marry me?" I pulled out a gummy ring and got onto one knee. (He/ she) laughed but nodded.
    "Of course I will, you lanky ginger idiot. But you had better get me a proper ring." They joked back. We shared a mother soft kiss and I put the ring into (his/ her) finger.

(The song 'Say you won't let go' is written by James Arthur. I really love that song and though it was fitting. Hope I didn't make this too sad)