Batim x reader Oneshots

Depressed! Sammy x Male! reader

TRIGGER WARNING!!!
SELF HARM/ UNCOMFORTABLE DIALOGUE(?)

Your POV

"Something isn't right.." I thought as I sat at my desk "Something is very wrong with Sammy, he doesn't talk to anyone, he used to have his sleeves rolled up but now they're down (and it's winter), he looks tired - sad even - and he has gotten a LOT slimmer.. I must keep my eye on him." I sat up and went to get some coffee to relieve the stress. As I got a cup, I saw Sammy throw his lunch in the bin and glide his hand through his hair. "Fight the urge.." He whispered before turning my direction, I turned away at neck breaking speed. I blushed a little, I poured the coffee into my cup and took a swig. I pretend to have not noticed Sammy and turned to him

"Oh hey, Sammy! You doin' good, man?" He nodded and smiled a little bit before walking off. My smile faded when he clutched his thin stomach,  resisting the urge to eat anything. I frowned and came up with a plan.

Time skip

I snuck into Sammy's office looking for any evidence for Sammy's extreme mental change, until I heard the door creak open. I gasped and hid behind his drawers, that were stashed with unused songs, he sat down in his wooden chair and groaned with tears in his eyes. "He will never love me, he's probably not interested in guys.. GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!" He slammed his fists onto his desk "nothing is worth living anymore..." My eyes widened when something flashed in his hand... a razor

Sammy's POV

I rolled up my sleeves and pressed the razor tip to the skin on my arm, tears spilled down my cheeks and the crimson blood flowed. I kept on doing that. Over, over and over. "Stop!" I jumped "that voice..." I turned around and saw him.. (y/n). " We stared at eachother, (y/n) walked towards me and wrapped his arms around my waist "I love you, Samuel Lawrence.. don't ever do that again. You are perfect in my eyes." I gripped the back of his shirt and cried softly into his shoulder.