Hurricane's Oneshots (REQUESTS OPEN!!)

With Love on the Rooftop: Chris, Jimmy, Chandler (Mr.Beast)

I apologize for more of this and not Sanders Sides. I just haven't had SS ideas recently. Sorry.

TW: Depression, Graphic Self-Harm attempts (it actually occurs in the chapter), feelings of uselessness, feelings of not being good enough, feelings of being a burden, cursing

Chandler had grown up alongside Chris and Jimmy, and the three were best friends. Enough so that they even had a house together. Despite all that though, Chandler still couldn't help feeling like he was just a nuisance to them. Jimmy and Chris were both so creative when it comes to videos, and Chandler felt like he was always just there because they pitied him. 

On nights when those feelings overwhelm Chandler he climbs out of the window in his room onto the roof with a blanket and water bottle in hand and his phone left on his bed. Except this night was different, this night a blade was tucked in his pocket too. He leaves his window open so he doesn't have to worry about being locked out, and he will sit on the roof to think. Sometimes with the blanket wrapped around him, sometimes sitting on the blanket. This particular night was cold, so Chandler hugged the blanket close around himself. 

He sat for a few minutes, able to feel the cold blade in his hand. He looked down at his left arm, already filled with scars. Chandler pondered if cutting was even worth it. Sure, it brought the inner pain to the outer world, but what good did that do for him? It had been years since he last cut, and both Chris and Jimmy knew that. Chandler had told them that they didn't need to worry, that he never even could consider it anymore. It had been nothing but a lie. 

The simple truth was that they did need to worry. And worry they did. When Jimmy texted Chandler's phone and didn't receive an answer, the worry set in. It was barely past midnight, and Jimmy knew Chandler didn't fall asleep until 1 in the morning most nights. 

"Chris, can you text Chandler for me? I tried asking if he wanted to join us for smash bros but he didn't answer," Jimmy asked Chris. Chris shrugged and texted Chandler as well. Chris too received no response. But only because Chandler's phone was on his bed, and nowhere near him as he sat on the roof debating cutting himself. 

"No response," Chris said. Jimmy and Chris looked at each other for half a second, before the realization that if Chandler wasn't responding something bad must be happening set in for them. They both rushed to get up the stairs and to Chandler's room. Chris was surprised to find the door unlocked, but Chandler missing. 

Jimmy picked up Chandler's phone from his bed, and turned to see the open window. Neither Jimmy nor Chris wanted to break the silence, so Jimmy nodded his head in the direction of the window. Chris gave Jimmy a look before Jimmy sighed silently and climbed out the window. Chris followed quickly behind. 

Chandler didn't notice the two, far to gone into his own thoughts. He stared at the blade as he brought it down toward his arm. Mere moments away from contact a pale hand grabbed his. Chandler looked up to see Jimmy staring down at him in concern. Chandler couldn't help it, suddenly tears were flowing down his face. 

"I'm sorry..." Chandler mumbled through his tears. Chris quickly hugged Chandler close as Jimmy carefully took the blade from Chandler's grasp. Chandler looked up at Jimmy as Jimmy stood and hurled the blade into the forest by their house, far away from Chandler, and hopefully far enough away Chandler would never find it again. Chandler watched, almost in dismay as it disappeared from sight. Jimmy moved to sit to Chandler's left as Chris was sitting to his right. 

"Don't be sorry Chan...I'm sorry we didn't notice you were getting to this point again," Chris said softly. Chris felt like a shitty friend in all honesty. Chris saw Chandler practically all day every day, he should have seen the signs. 

"Chan....why didn't you tell us? You're our best friend. We want to be there for you, and to help you," Jimmy mumbled into Chandler's shoulder as he moved to hug Chandler. 

"I don't deserve your guys' worry," Chandler said. 

"Chandler, you deserve so so much. Our care, our worry, and so much more. We love you Chandler."

"Chris is right Chandler," Jimmy gently said, "we love you." 

"I'm not as good as you guys, I'm not as creative, I'm bad at editing, I can't win a single fucking challenge even when you rig them for me to win, I'm just horrible," Chandler mumbles. 

"Chandler, you don't need to be good at that shit to be amazing," Chris said, "Chan you're the fans favorite, you're the funniest of us all, you're the most athletic. You're amazing. I mean, look at me Chandler, I couldn't do half the shit you do."

"You're good at other things though Chris," Chandler said. 

"Chan, you're amazing at certain things to. Everything Chris listed and so much more. You're our friend. We love you. Chandler, we bought a freaking house with you." Chandler just looked at Jimmy in silence for a moment, the three seemed frozen. 

"Chandler, it's a gift to be alive at the same time you are," Chris said, "without you...without you there's a chance that neither of us would be where we are now. You were the one encouraging Jimmy to even start his channel, you were the one encouraging me to get over my camera shyness and join Jimmy. Without you we'd all still be living with our parents while working at freaking Hardee's." 

"Jimmy would've started his channel even without me."

"No I wouldn't have. Chandler, you matter so much to me and Chris...I can't imagine my life without you. You're one of few people I'd give my life for in a heartbeat Chan." Chandler looked at Jimmy, silently doubting him. "I mean it Chandler. You're not only mine and Chris' biggest fan, you're our best friend. We love you." Jimmy said softly, gently laying his head on Chandler's shoulder. A silence fell between them. Chandler moved to lay his blanket across himself, Chris,  and Jimmy, and then wrapped his arms around them. 

"Chris, you're a dumbass for coming up here. I know you're terrified of heights," Chandler said softly. 

"You're more important than my fear. Besides, I know you'll always help keep me safe Chan," Chris defended. Chandler smiled softly. 

"The stars are beautiful from up here," Jimmy murmured, "how often are you up here Chandler?"

"Once or twice a week. It's really lovely on nights like these. Chilly enough that the blanket is nice warmth, yet warm enough you don't freeze. Cloudless, and a full moon..." Chandler trailed off. 

"Maybe next time you feel like coming up here you could get me and Jimmy and we can enjoy it together," Chris said softly.  Slowly the three fell back to be laying on the roof, huddled together under the blanket and watching the stars. Chandler felt better slowly as he was filled with love on the rooftop of their home.