Skephalo Oneshots

~5~

Prompt- "I've know your since..... Forever. I can't imagine my life without you."

AN// Self doubt, angsty, shorrtt

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"Why do you even care?! I'm not that important, Zak! Get that through your thick skull! I am nothing to you! Nothing but-" His voice faltered, his angry aura falling, quickly being replaced with doubt and insecurity. "But a nuisance, I'm horrible, Zak. Just- Leave, you don't need me." He felt his heart beating in his chest, his anxiety flooded his veins with adrenaline.

"Darryl, I can't leave. Not now, not when you're doubting my admiration for you. I've know your since..... Forever. I can't imagine my life without you." Zak smiled, taking Darryl's face between his hands.

Darryl stared blankly at him, arguing with himself in his head at his next moves. 'I don't believe him. He'll leave me like everyone else. I have to let him go.'

"Don't touch me." Darryl slapped Zak's hands away, looking away from the shorter, hurt boy. "You don't love me. You don't need me. I won't let you! Leave Zak. Go home." Darryl spoke, his face devoid of any emotions, but his heart screamed in protest. He couldn't believe he was doing this. He loved Zak with every fiber of his being, but sometimes, you have to let the person you love go. He felt he had to let him go, let Zak grow.

Zak held his own hands, staring at the side of Darryl's face with tears in his eyes. "Please, please don't make me leave, Darryl. I-I'm sorry if i did something! Please! I-I love you so much, you-you have to believe me. I-" Darryl put his hand up, stopping Zak's sentence short.

"I can't let you. I'm not going to hold you back, Zak. Leave." Zak wouldn't believe him, not unless Darryl looked him in the eyes.

Zak balled his fists at his sides," No. Not until you say it to my face. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't want me here. Look me in the eyes and tell me the truth!" Zak shouted, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment, letting tears slide down his face.

Darryl whipped his eyes to Zak's."Fine! You want me to say that i don't love you?! That i never actually liked you?! That i hate you and i don't want you here?! Is that what you want to hear, Zackary?!" Darryl shouted, throwing his hands up and glaring at Zak's fragile expression. Willing himself not to tear up, Darryl dug his finger nails into his palms.

Zak hiccuped, looking at the ground and sobbing into his hands. "O-Okay. I-I-I'll go- and-and you'll never-never see-e m-e again." He cried, making sure to keep eye contact with Darryl. Darryl nodded, walking to his computer desk and opened a random document to make it seem he was busy.

Nodding to himself, Zak walked out of the apartment to his car. It was time to go home. Back to the cold, empty, lonely place he used to call home. His home was now a tall boy with shaggy brown hair, glasses, and lovely green eyes. But not even he wanted him.

Darryl lied his head on the desk as soon as the front door closed, letting a few tears escape. He was stupid. So, so stupid. The one person he loved more than anything, who loved him back, was gone forever.

Darryl opened group message with Zak and Vincent, sending an "I'm sorry." Before leaving the chat entirely. Maybe Zak could flourish now, without with added stress of Darryl's anger problems. And maybe Darryl could focus on his platform, now that Zak wouldn't be trolling him all the time.

But they both knew the truth. They couldn't function well without each other. But it was too late. What they had was broken. Never to be fixed. And all because of self doubt and worries.