"I'm Fine" TordTom//TomTord

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((trigger warning!!! cutting, burning, all that good self harm shit :3))

Tords pov:

A few minutes past of me and Tom just cuddling, he had fallen back asleep but I couldn't, I kept thinking about how he wasn't eating.. What is he hiding? This is gonna drive me insane not knowing what's going on with my little Tommy..

I looked over at his nightstand to see that there were a few pill bottles... What are they for? I started to get a little more worried until I looked at his desk, there was a small pocket knife with some dried up blood on it... I started freaking out a little before looking at Tom

I pulled the blankets off him and noticed he wasn't wearing his hoodie just his shirt but it was long sleeves so I pulled up his sleeves and started to tear up..

He had cuts all up his arms.. I pulled his shirt off and looked down his side's they were covered in cuts too.. There were cuts everywhere!

I noticed that he started to wake up, he looked at me and looked at himself realizing I had taken his shirt off. He quickly covered up with the blankets and yelled

"WHAT THE DUCK ARE YOU DOING YOU SICK PERVERT!?"

I looked at him with tears rolling down my cheeks, I pulled him into a hug and he just froze, I held him close and asked:

"Why..? Why do you do this to yourself..?"

"I don't know.."

He responded, I pulled him away from me and pulled the blankets off him, examining his cut covered body.. There were cuts, burns, and bruises.. I looked at him before touching one of the bruises. He flinched and looked at me, tears in his eyes.

I stood up and walked to his bathroom, he curled up in a ball and I soon came back in with a med kit. I sat next to him and pulled him in my lap, I started cleaning the wounds and covering him in bandages. I noticed that the self harm didn't just stop there.. The cuts and burns travelled down more, all the way to his pants and under..

I pulled his pants off and he just stared at me, his face red with tears rolling down his soft cheeks.. The self harm went all the way to his ankles, I started cleaning and covering him in more bandages like before.

Once I was done I looked at the smol, almost naked boy in front of me, he was boney but thicc at the same time.. ((THICC)) he rested his head on my shoulder as I held him close.

"What are the pills for?"

"Stuff to help with my depression and suicidal thoughts..."

I hugged him kinda tight and he flinched in pain, trying to get away from me

"Tommy..."

"Don't call me that"

I slid my hands up his side's and felt his ribs, he looked at me before saying:

"Wtf are you doing?!"

I sighed and pecked his cheek, he was really boney and his ribs, spine, basically all his bones were popping out like crazy but he still had a hour glass body shape.. And a nice ass.. WTF IS WRONG WITH ME?? WHY AM I THINKING THESE THINGS??

He looked at me confused before hiding his face in my chest

"You need to eat"

"I don't wanna"

"If don't you'll die"

"I don't care"

I then picked him up, put my hoodie on him since it went down to his knees cause he was so small, and carried him to the kitchen. He held onto me tightly and said:

"Please put me down.."

"No"

I held him as I looked threw the fridge, making sure he don't try to run away from me. He squirmed around a bit trying to get away but all I did was tighten my grip on him, making him flinch in pain but I didn't care

Tom's pov: ((finally a pov change))

He tightened his grip on me as I tried getting away, it hurt like hell but I gave up and laid my head on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his neck gently

After a little he pulled some fruit out of the fridge and started cleaning them before cutting them, I started at the knife wanting to cut my skin.. I wonder if that knife would cut my skin just as easily as it cuts threw the fruits...?

He noticed me staring and I quickly looked away 'shit shit shit shit shit' was the only thing running threw my mind before he said

"Don't even thing about it"

He said as he finished cutting the fruits, I sighed and tightened my grip on him. He put the fruits on a plate and set me down on the counter, handing me the plate of fruits.. I just starred at it

"Eat it"

"I don't wanna"

"I wasn't asking Thomas"

I could here the dominance in his voice which scared me a little but I refuse to let him win

"Yeah well I never asked you to take care of me as if I'm a fucking child!"

"I wouldn't need to treat you like a child if you would stop acting like one!"

"shut the hell up you asshat!"

"fucking eat then!"

I'm tired of this shit, if I don't wanna eat then I don't have to eat! I tried getting up from the counter but he pinned me back and tried shoving a strawberry in my mouth but I wouldn't open no matter what...
Until he pinned me to the wall and started attacking my neck..

HAH CLIFFHANGER >:D
anyways
This was fun to write
I hope you enjoyed úwù
Sorry for any typos my tablet hates meh
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