One-Shots (Aphmau yaoi ships)

Zanvis

Requested by @Galaxiesbish

[Zanvis]
[Oneshot]
[Angst]

Warning: this chapter contains suicidal thoughts and self harm. If you are easily offended with this topic please skip this chapter.

I hope you enjoy!

Another day. Another fucking day where Zane felt like hell. It's been weeks since Travis has come back from his supposed "business trip". Zane already knew about Travis cheating but he wasn't ready to leave Travis, especially since Travis was the only one who really loved and spent time with him since the beginning. However, now that they grew older and started living together Travis has been distant. At first everything was fine but until a few months ago Travis has been weird and it didn't take long for Zane to find out why he was acting like he was.

"When will you be back? I miss you.." Zane sighed, sitting on the couch.

Zane shut his eyes feeling a bit tired when he suddenly heard the door to the house open.

Zane jumped up and ran to the door to find Travis standing there taking off his coat and shoes.

"How was your business trip Trav?" Zane asked.

"It was fine. How was your day?" Travis asked, not once looking at Zane.

"It was great." Zane said, looking down and holding onto his arm.

"Well. It's been a tiring day and I would like to get some sleep before I have to leave tomorrow." Travis sighed, his hand running through his white hair and his eyes closed.

"...T-tomorrow? Where are you going tomorrow?" Zane asked.

"Where else? I have to work tomorrow." Travis said. His tone was annoyed and Zane clearly picked up on that.

"Right..." Zane said before moving out of Travis' way.

Travis walked past him and went to the bathroom. Zane started fiddling with his mask, a thing he started doing to calm himself down or keep him calm after Travis left for his first business trip.

"When will you tell me the truth?" Zane whispered.

Truth be told, Travis didn't fall out of love with Zane more like he couldn't feel the spark he felt and thought if he had spent time away and played around he'd eventually get the spark back. However, this caused its own problems. Travis was away so often that sometimes he'd forget about Zane, barely coming home anymore and leaving Zane alone, this caused their relationship to fall apart and crumble.

What was once a great and beautiful love turned into something so sad. A tragic love story, except Zane wasn't ready to give up just yet. At least..not until now.

Zane walked to their bedroom and grabbed the razor he kept under his pile of clothes in the drawer. He walked to the kitchen sink and rolled the sleeves of his sweater up showing the many scars of his old and the fresh wounds. He pressed the blade against his pale skin and pushed until it drew blood. Zane winced but continued. Blood made it's way down Zane's arm and tricked to the ground and into the sink. The once clean razor was tainted with blood. Zane immediately cleaned up the scene and rolled his sleeves down when he heard the bathroom door knob rattle. He hid the razor in his back pant pocket and covered what wasn't hidden with his hoodie. Zane walked to the living room and sat on the couch.

Travis walked out of the bathroom wiping his wet hair until it was only damp. He looked Zane's way but didn't think much of anything. He just turned and went to their bedroom, climb on their bed and fell asleep.

Zane walked up the stairs a few moments later and went toward their bedroom when he heard Travis mumbling.

"Kimberly..."