request: could you write cordelia x reader where reader is a student at robichaux's and has been very distant lately (missing classes, already alseep when delia comes to bed) cordelia goes to their room to talk, reader was self harming and throws on a hoodie to open the locked door, while they talk the blood starts to drop out of her sleeves. with the prompts:"is that blood?", "i can see the pain in your eyes" and "I love you. You are what matters to me"
warnings: description of self harm
note: not proofread bcs im lazy and tired
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you were an older student at the school, well liked by everyone - including your girlfriend who just so happened to be the supreme.
most people knew you to be happy, outgoing and easy to be around. it was both a positive and a negative feature about yourself. the biggest downside was that everyone would come to you about their problems, not bothering to ask you how you were doing.
because of this, you carried the weight of most everyone's secrets and insecurities - many of which you promised not to tell.
it was obviously causing ware on both your body and mind, and cordelia could tell. you'd started missing early morning classes - classes you were never even late to. when cordelia came to check on you the past several days you were fast asleep, so much so that even the sweet sound of her voice didn't awake you.
delia frowned in the doorway as she watched your steady breaths fall short. things were definitely off with you, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly what was off.
another student pointed out that you were beginning to wear long sleeves more, despite it being nearly 90 degrees outside. cordelia made a mental note to check on that, and seeing as you were asleep now, she silent crept to your side of the bed. your arm was resting freely on the edge of the bed, a perfect opportunity to check on what she dreaded the most.
cordelia tried gently tugging on your sleeve causing you to stir. you turned your whole body away from the blonde and cordelia took that as a loss. instead of bothering you more, she leaned down and placed a tender kiss on your temple.
"i love you," she whispered before shutting the door behind her.
the next day you were up for classes. still tired, you laid your head atop your folded arms. the sound of whoever was instructing was drowned out by the racing thoughts you'd began experiencing.
abruptly, you stood up and gathered your things, making your way to the shared room with cordelia. you slammed the door and hurriedly made your way to the bathroom, locking the door so no one could get in. (though in your anxiety ridden mind, you'd completely forgotten cordelia was the supreme.)
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rushing to find your release, you frantically invaded the cabinet for the crimson stained blade.
