Sally Face oneshots (requests CLOSED)

It's dark down here (Sally x depressed! reader)

A/N: this is for petraB6 !!! hope u like it!!! petraB6 also has a sally face one shots book, check it out :)

Today was a beautiful day. Mid 70's, sunny, slight breeze. A perfect spring day. I should be out enjoying it, except for the fact that I can't get out of bed. In fact, I haven't left my apartment in a week. I've barely eaten, and things that used to bring me pleasure just feel stupid. I don't feel anything. Not really. Just cold. I'm so cold. I guess you could say I feel sad too, but not really. I know what this is, it's no secret to me what's going on. Last year, I was diagnosed with clinical depression. I have episodes like this a lot, and usually I just wait for them to pass. So that's what I'm doing this time. Suddenly, a knock on my door pulls me from my thoughts. Groaning to myself, I slowly get out of bed and shuffle towards the door. I've been waiting for something to force me out of bed, might as well get up. I peer though the peephole to see a familiar white face and blue hair. None other then my neighbor, Sal Fisher. I wonder what he wants? I unlocked and opened the door. "Hello Sal, what's u-" I started but he cut me off. "Where the fuck have you been? Are you okay? Why haven't you called?" He walked into my apartment and started pacing around the living room. "I've been worried about you? Are you sick or something?" He started to tug at his pigtails out of worry. I tried to calm him down by patting his shoulder, and it worked enough for him to stop pacing and look at me. "I'm sorry Sally. I've just been having a rough couple of days is all. I'm fine, seriously. Don't worry about me." I thought I was in the clear with that one, but apparently not, because Sal said "Oh hell no, I know your history, (Y/N). There is no way I'm leaving this apartment until you tell me the truth." I was dumbstruck by this. Did he really care that much? I forced a smile. "Why don't we sit down then?" I guided him to my couch. "Want some water? Or food?" He stared into my soul. "No. I want to know what's going on with you. If you're having a depression problem I could help you, are you forgetting I have depression too?" (this is canon, it says so on the medication bottles on his nightstand- i think it was episode 3?) Oh man, I guess I did. I was so wrapped up in my own head I forgot that I'm not alone here. "Thank you, Sal. I guess I did forget." I said honestly, and he laughed. "That's fine, it barely effects me anymore. You on the other hand are still extremely depressed, right?" All I could do was nod. "I know because I've been there. And as much as I wish I could say I got though it on my own, I didn't. The only reason I did was because of Larry, Todd, Ash, and you. You can't just push everyone away. That's really bad for you. Please let me help you overcome this." Then I was crying. Crying for the first time in a very long time. Ugly, mangled sobs wracked my body as Sally rubbed my back. "I'm so sorry Sally," I cried. "You're absolutely right,and I'm so s-sorry." He held my face and made me look him in the eyes. "Don't be sorry, (Y/N). You're fine." I nodded and sniffed, resting my head on his shoulders. We stayed like that for a long time, until he laughed and announced his arm had fallen asleep. "Why don't you take a shower and I'll make food?" He suggested. I smiled, food sounded great. I realized how long it had been since I ate, and my stomach growled. "I'll take that as a yes." He said, and left the room. I sighed and got up to shower.
As the hot water washed over me, I thought about what Sal had said. He included me in the people who helped him through his dark times. Why? I was never very helpful, I was always pretty withdrawn. Perhaps he likes me? The thought made me laugh out loud. No way. That's just wishful thinking.
When I finally finished my shower and got dressed, Sally was setting the table with pizza. He looked up when he heard me come into the kitchen. "Hey, I found a quick oven pizza in the freezer, lucky huh?" I grinned widely. "Hell yes man, my favorite low-effort meal." His ears turned pink, but I pretended not to notice. He guided me to my chair and pulled it out for me. "Hehe, what a gentleman." I laughed. Maybe my weird shower thought wasn't so off after all? Nah, he's just being nice. I don't think anyone could ever like me. Why would they? It's not like I contribute to any conversations. I just kinda sit there and zone out while internally monologuing. Kind of like I'm doing now! I should probably stop doing that. I took a tentative bite of my pizza and nearly moaned with delight. (A/N: I hate myself for writing that sentence.) It was the best thing I had ever eaten. Most likely because I hadn't eaten in 24 hours. "Sal, I love you." I said absentmindedly while scarfing down the rest of my pizza slice. Shit. I meant to say 'For this' at the end of my sentence but the words failed me. He choked on the water he was drinking and coughed for a good 20 seconds. "Ack, are you ok?" My brow furrowed as he caught his breath. "I'm fine, just uh, that thing ya said. Ahem" I blushed. "Riiight, totally casual I love you, y'know. Like you do. Casually. With close friends." Oh boy, I've really done it now. He laughed, and by the way his mask moved I could tell he was smiling. "Well, for the record, I love you too." I blushed even harder (If that was possible) and stared into my food. "Why thank you kind sir." I joked. In that moment, everything felt ok. I knew that even though it was a long one, I was finally on the road to recovery.

(A/N: merry christmas guys! fuuuuck i'm sorry this took so long. I've been really sick, and busy for the holidays. I'm working on all of your requests, and I apologize again that it's taking so damn long. I hope you all like this!! until next time, keep it real, or don't, peace!
grace)