BABTQFTIM (All AUS) X Reader: One-Shots

End My Pain (90th anniversary)

Swap!Mickey x Depressed!Reader

Song: Broken by Lund

Happy 90th anniversary/birthday to Mickey Mouse. I was going to post tomorrow. But I think this should be posted now.

I hope you enjoy. Prepare for another emotional impact. But I promise there will be a better ending. And sorry.

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The entire room grew cold. As the atmosphere changed into a negative mood.

Nothing was said between anyone after what had happened. No one could even muster up the courage to say anything.

~

A knock was heard against the wooden door.

Small sniffles were heard from the inside.

"(Y/n). There is someone here to see you." Felix's voice spoke, before a soft sigh left his mouth.

"It's alright..." Was all she could say, before the doorknob jiggled.

Her (e/c), dull eyes closed tight. Hearing the jiggling of the knob. Hoping that it would stop. Hoping that whoever it was would go away in a bit.

"If you think I will leave you alone, I won't. I hate to see you doing this to yourself. I don't want to lose someone like you."

(Y/n)'s eyes began to tear up at the voice.

It was Mickey.

It seemed as if the darkness had ran away from around her. Listening to Mickey's voice.

"Please (y/n). Can we talk it out? You can trust me. I promise I will be there for you."

Her mind began to clear from all the negative thoughts, as she opened her eyes slowly. Slightly, glancing up at the locked door.

A small, sad, smile managed to make its way to her lips. Yet, it quickly disappeared as the frown returned.

"I can't... No one can help me... They don't want to... I'm not good enough..."

She whispered out, hugging her knees close to her chest, before tears trickled down her cheeks. Staining them with wet streaks.

"No one..."

~

Days had passed since everyone had last seen (y/n).

She was hidden and locked behind her bedroom door. Refusing to leave and refusing to talk to anyone about what she was thinking.

A soft knock was heard on the door once again.

"(Y/n)? Please. Can we talk?"

The thought of talking about her problems was quite difficult. Due to the fact she wasn't willing to trust anyone just yet.

"I... I'm sorry..."

Her answer almost came in a hushed tone.

It had come clear to Mickey that she didn't want to start a conversation.

Sure he passed through many obstacles. But, this. This had by far, been the most troubling obstacle.

How was he supposed to get the young female to talk it out. To help through whatever she was dealing with.

But little did he know why she had become so cut off from the world. Why she had gone distant from everyone she used to talk to.

~

"Hey Jordan. Hey Naomi. Hey Clyde. And hello Derek."

"Well look at you. All dressed casual. Not the usual formal look." Clyde teased. Earning a playful glare from (y/n).