Sanscest oneshots

AfterDeath-Anxiety

Soooo errrrrm
Idk but like this oneshot was kinda confusing and I will agree with you since this oneshot was accidentally created. So I decided to make this oneshot.
So if you do say it's confusing.
I agree with you tbh

Anyways

(YEET)

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My friends, they wanna take me to the movies.

Geno didn't have a lot of sleep.

I tell 'em to fuck off, I'm holding hands with my depression.

Geno didn't eat a lot. He didn't had the appetite.

And right when I think I've overcome it.

"Hey Geno are you ok?" Ink asked.

Anxiety starts kicking in to teach that shit a lesson.

"I-I'm fine. Just... tired." Geno muttered.

Oh, I try my best just to be social.

"Well judging by you. You didn't get a lot of sleep."

I didn't and I wish I can.

I make all these plans with friends and hope they call and cancel.

Geno nodded. "I couldn't sleep. Even if I tried."

Then I overthink about the things I'm missing.
Now I'm wishing I was with 'em.

"Hey Geno wanna go out to the mall?"

Please cancel

"Sure."

Feel like I'm always apologizing for feeling.

"Sorry."

"What are you sorry for?"

For being a waste of time.

Like I'm out of my mind when I'm doing just fine.

"Geno." Geno looked at someone besides him.

And my exes all say that I'm hard to deal with.

"Who are you?" Geno asked feeling sleepy.

And I admit it, yeah.

"Death."

But all my friends, they don't know what it's like, what it's like.

"Nice to meet you." He gave a small grin.

They don't understand why I can't sleep through the night.

"Oh... Death?" Geno answered. "You seem to have a lot of things on your mind."

I've been told that I could take something to fix it.

"I do... wish I could feel happiness instead of sadness all the time."

Really wish I did.

Damn, I wish it, I wish it was that simple, ah
All my friends they don't know what it's like, what it's like.

"You can talk to me about it. If you don't mind. Mr. Dead inside."

Geno glared at him.

Always wanted to be one of those people in the room.

Geno started to talk to him often.

That says something and everyone puts their hand up.