คุณ + ฉัน [you + me] | perthsaint

four

TW⚠ : Self Harm

Saint walked to his now shared home to find Perth sitting on the couch and looking ahead at the door angrily, now looking at Saint. Perth eyes sending knives and stabbing Saint with guilt.

"What are you doing sitting and staring at nothing?"

"Where were you?"

Saint hesitated to answer "A-at the mall"

Saint knew Perth was angry with him but he just had a traumatic incident and Perth could really do him a favor by not asking any more questions.

"Why didn't you say anything before you went?" now Perth was like his dad and Saint was starting to get irritated with his behavior.

"You locked yourself up in that room and let me go wherever I want. You could have at least pay attention to me rather than acting so cold." Saint finally let out everything he was feeling and headed to his bedroom to only be stopped by a hug

"I'm sorry I really am. You are very important to me" Saint bitterly laugh and pushed Perth away and walked hurriedly back to his room and locked his door.

Saint was 2 weeks clean and now he's at it again, being disappointed with himself. Taking a few neatly wrapped blades that were hidden under the sink. It was all clean and new making Saint smile to himself. He had gone insane, he felt dirty after what happened.

He slowly sat at his bathtub that was filled with cold water. He created more and more lines along his thighs and the side of his stomach. After sitting for almost an hour in the bathtub that was no longer clean, he heard knocking on his bathroom door. He was not so sure if he had locked his bathroom door, he panicked. But he had no strength left.

Perth was angry with himself for not paying more attention to Saint. He was a fragile soul that needed to be protected. Perth felt helpless when he saw Saint crying. He knocked on his room door but Saint did not respond. He knocked for 10 minutes, ignoring his almost bleeding knuckles. He had no choice but to break the door.

Saint was not seen in the room, so he quickly went to check the bathroom. He found saint sitting in a bathtub filled with blood and Saint looked at him with guilt plastered all over his face.

Perth ran towards saint and slowly carried saint away from the bathtub and to his now wet bed. Perth helped Saint wrap a towel around his waist to notice the deep cuts that were made by Saint not too long ago.

Saint had no strength left, he felt helpless in this situation."Why just why?" Perth asked softly "I felt dirty" Saint softly replied, almost sounded like a whisper. Perth cleaned up the bloodstains while Saint sat on his bed staring into nothing. After a while, Perth helped Saint to get cleaned and washed him again. Perth changed his clothes and brought him to his car.

Saint was like a lifeless puppet. They both sat down with twenty-one pilots playing on Perth's playlist softly. He was brought to the hospital. Once Saint noticed where he was he struggled to get out of the car. Perth tried to convince him but it was no use. Saint was cursing at Perth for bringing him to the hospital without his consent.

Perth was tired of hearing Saint's yapping so he quickly kissed Saint to shut him up. Saint was frozen and that is when Perth took the opportunity and carried Saint and told the nurses about his case. Saint did not have time to respond.

He stubbornly sat at the chair. He was not ready to face the doctors who always had a disappointing look to people like him. After a while, he was brought to a room and was admitted there. Saint was strongly against all of this but Perth was beside him and comforted him.

After a while, Saint felt sleepy and slowly drifted to sleep while Perth was talking to him about stuff. Perth smiled to himself when he noticed Saint was already asleep. The doctors and nurses took this time to help medicate the wounded parts. The cuts were really too deep.

Saint was under observation for three days. So Perth went back to get his clothes. When he came back he noticed one man sitting next to Saint while holding his hand and Saint was laughing happily. Perth felt jealous but he could not show it.

The man noticed that Perth standing and walked towards Perth to introduce himself, Dr.Off. Perth was a little relaxed after knowing that it was a doctor. Off wanted to talk to Perth for a little while, privately so they went outside leaving Saint all alone again

"I know that you are living with Saint and I want you to protect him."

"That is my job."

Off smirked at Perth. "Also unconditional love would be great."

Perth was caught off guard "God, is it that noticeable?"

Off laughed and gave him a pat on the shoulder "Go! Go!" and left the now frustrated Perth.

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