𝘩𝘢𝘻𝘣𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘭 & 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘷𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴

blitzo x depressed! reader

( a/n: hopefully i will be a little more active on wattpad now. my grandmother's funeral was today, so i'll need some time to recover. i'm writing this story for you guys !! also, this story is more aimed towards females. sorry boys ! i'll do one just for all of you soon. :> )

Blitzo knew y/n. she wasn't acting like herself lately. she had been slacking a bit, she wasnt as social as usual, and she was always zoned out of meetings. Blitzo decided he needed to talk to her and ask her what was wrong. after everyone had left, as y/n was about to leave, blitzo grabbed her by the shoulders. "y/n, i need to talk to you." she gulped and followed blitzo to his office; then sat in the chair in front of him. "n/n, are you okay ? you havent been..... yourself lately." she hated this question. everyone asked her this. she just had to wear her fake smile and tell everyone she was okay. "yep ! i'm great !" blitzo looked at her, concerned and and rested a hand on her shoulder. "come on y-" she jumped away from his touch and wrapped her arms around herself. "i'm FINE." blitzo frowned and she saw the look of concern on her face. her lips started to tremble and she ran out of his office in tears. blitzo tried to find her, but failed. he decided to look outside, and found her sitting outside of the building, sniffling. she noticed blitzo and wiped away her tears. "what do you want from me ?" blitzo grabbed her hands and pulled her up from the ground. "i want you to be happy..." blitzo embraced y/n in a tight hug, and he had his face in her shoulder. y/n broke down in tears and sobbed into blitzo's chest. he rubbed her back and hugged her even tighter. after she calmed down, she remembered the pain in her wrist. "ouch, fuck." blitzo tried grabbing her wrist to look at it, but she snapped it away and gripped it tightly. she took her hand away from her wrist, and realized the blood soaked through her shirt. "shit, shit, shit." blitzo grabbed her wrist, this time with a strong grip, but not strong enough to hurt her. "y/n, is that a fucking stab wound ??" the demon nodded in shame as blitzo dragged her inside, concerned for her. he sat her down on his desk while he grabbed bandages to fix her wound. "n/n... how did this happen ???" y/n looked to the side and fiddled with her fingers. "please dont tell me you did this..." she slowly nodded and hung her head. "y/n..." she started to tear up again, and blitzo was quick to wipe away her tears. "n/n... please dont cry. just... dont do that ever again." blitzo hugged y/n tightly and she hugged back, sobbing into his jacket. "oh come on, you're gonna make me cry." blitzo and ashley laughed between sniffles.