Fading away || {Yoongi x BTS}

Chapter 5

There's a pole at the end ppl, also if you want me to update fast write a comment, idk why but when ppl write comments to me I feel more motivated to update, mainly cause I just feel excited that you guys love the story

Also, MAJOR warning for self harm
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Yoongi woke up to Seokjins alarm blaring across the room, he had definitely not gotten enough sleep, but now that he was awake he decided to just roll out of bed okay maybe more like fall out with his covers, which was quite a funny sight if the way jin was laughing his windshield wiper laugh was any indication, he did consider staying on the ground and just wading away but was eventually disturbed when Seokjin came over and pulled him up, freeing him from his covers.

"Jeez Yoongs what are you a sack of hay ?, you're super light" Jin said in a joking tone .

Yoongi mumbled a quiet "yeah right more like a sack of bricks" which he was sure Seokjin didn't hear, his Hyung actually did but decided not to say anything.

"Welp now that you're up go take a shower we're having a photo shoot later this morning at 8 I believe" Seokjin informed and shoved him into the bathroom.

Yoongi locked the door behind himself, grabbed his favorite box and stripped before hopping into the shower and turning it to cold.

Yoongis POV

I opened the box and grabbed the razor I've used for the past few weeks, it was coated in old blood and getting a bit rusty, I decided to get rid of it later so I grabbed a new one and pulled it out of its flimsy paper packaging.

I sat down admiring the brand new shiny blade I just freed from its containment I bring it down towards my thigh but notice that there's no room anymore, sighing I look where I could cut, I mean my ankles look tempting but I doubt I'd feel any pain there, stomach ? Maybe, no my shirt would just slide up because I'm so fat, my... arms ? I mean we wear shirts often but no one ever cared if I just showed up in long sleeves or with a jacked, I should keep my shoulders clean though, in case we wear shoulder free tops.

Yeah great idea, some jackets will do good in making you sweat too you fatass.

Would you shut up

I will when you finally start cutting dumbass

Yeah yeah on it

I brought the blade down to my arm, there were a few minor scars from years ago so I just started where they stopped which was a good five to six cm from my elbow which is free from cuts (a/n Cuts in your elbow are a paaaaain, they don't heal well) I bring the blade down and make the first cut, I repeat this until there are many horizontal lines from about 1/3 of my elbow all the way to my wrist, I cut a few times diagonally too.

(WARNING: do NOT I repeat NOT do this you could bleed out)

After a particularly bad cut horizontally across my wrist I have the urge to cut down diagonally, so I comply, I turn the razor to a new edge and glide it down my wrist, immediately blood starts pouring out and I Panic usually blood needs to build up before seeping out of the wound but here it just started with immense speed.

I immediately fling the blade to the side and scramble to get a towel and press it onto my wrist to stop the bleeding but fail to do so, In fact the blood soaks the towel leaving me even more panicked.

I see some scrap white fabric and rip a piece of it to a long stripe and wrap it tightly around my wrist hoping and praying that that's enough pressure, I sit there watching as the blood soaks through two of the layers and a few dots before finally coming to a halt, at this point I breathe a sigh of relief and wash the rest of my body with a wet cloth before inspecting what I just did.