Heart of Glass- BadBoyHalo!

Chapter 1

Quick authors note!; 1. i don't encourage self harm, eating disorder or drug abuse.
2. please tell me if I am rushing, if I am doing something wrong, If tagged wrong, false information :)
3. Ahm, well this is more of a question! Would anyone want a mcyt shipping book but focusing on bbh as a bottom( i never saw that) and If you would recommend any fanfics on wattpad or ao3 tht include bbh as a bottom.

Enjoy :)

Darryl opened the game and teamspeak, ready to start recording a video with his best friend. He joined the channel they both agreed on, and greeted by the other impatiently waiting male. „Damn bad, what took you so long? I was waiting for hours!"

Darryl sighed frustrated, „It was literally only 2 minutes! I told you I had to set everything up First, not everyone spends their whole day infront of their computer."

„Agh, whatever. We better hurry up to record everything, I still need to stream today.", Skeppy then continued to ramble on about his plans with the video and the stream and whatelse. The blond wasn't really listening, clearly disinterested just giving sound of agreement every now and then. His mind drifted to what he had to eat today. One purple Zero ultra, one coffee with 2 teaspoon sugar, one of the low calories muffins he made the other day. That must be around 110 calories, since 70 for the muffin, 10 for the monster and 16 per teaspoon of sugar. That should keep him going for the day, it usually does. Maybe he could allow himself another muffin, and a dinner today! He really hopes he can, he feel like his energy is slowly draining out of him.

„-AD, HELLO?! ARE YOU THERE?"

„OH MY GOODNESS, SKEPPY! You scared me! My heart, holy muffin, is beating so fast!"

„Oh my god, I am sorry, I didn't mean to scares you. I just got concerned cuz you didn't respond for awhile."

„I just drifted off, but it's fine. I am sorry too, I should pay more attention.", Darryl said grabbing the front of his shirt, over his rapidly beating heat. „Should we start filming now skeppy? I just wanna go back to sleep."
„Ahh yes sure, let's start."

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The game making his adrenaline rush, he was in a high of excitement, and then..he dropped. They have beaten the dragon, again. The feeling he felt just minutes ago, which were repressed by the intense play, all went through him like waterfalls. He forgot for a second who he was, and he felt true happiness once again. He coul-

„Ehm, bad? Can I ask you something?" Skeppy was never like this, this serious. It didn't sound like a persona either, he always had a hint of humor in his voice.

„yeah sure, what is it?"

„Are you ok?"

Well..that surprised him. He wasn't ready for this, he didn't think he will ask this! It wasn't that obvious, now was it?
„Yes, what's kind of a question is this?"

„It's just that me and some other people noticed that you are changing? It's weird to explain, but something is different."

„I am fine skeppy, I feel great."

„Are you sure?"

„Yes, I am."

„Are you really sure?"

„Look skeppy, I am fine. I don't care if you believe me or not, but I am and you need to stop being so stubborn about it."

„I am not stubborn about anything, but I guess I can't be concerned for my best friend.", he immediately regretted ever snapping at his friend like that. He knew he was in the wrong, but he just couldn't risk anyone ever finding out about this. Whatever this is, whatever he is doing and feeling.

He just stopped the call, he couldn't stay with him any longer, and he closed his PC. And finally he could breath again, because he didn't fear saying something wrong anymore. He was alone, but it was a good thing. Nobody to ask you to eat, or to show them your arms, or to stop you from getting high. It's bliss, it truly is.

Speaking of getting high, he didn't get Intoxicated in a while. Maybe it'll help him calm down for a bit, just a little amount though, he couldn't imagine what happens if he gets too high or worse, overdoses. Just the third of the syringe should be enough. He ran to his closet to open the safe, and take out a small bag, a spoon and an extra lighter.

He prepared the solution, patiently waiting for the powder, acid and water mix to melt, the wait for it was always worth it, no matter how many times he did it. The drug tuned into liquid and he waited a couple minutes to wait for it to cool down and then he transferred it into the syringe.

He took a belt out of the closet and just tied it around his arm, so tight until his vein showed up. The streamer could still see the mark from the last time, so he took the syringe onto to empty the toxic liquid into his body.

1..2..3..4..5 and finally he felt the high. He noticed how his breath got shallow, his heart rushed, and his pupils diluted, and the sweat began running down his face. The euphoric pleasure made up for it all, he felt like on cloud seven and he didn't release how much he missed getting high, he should definitely do it more often.

He laid his head back against the wall, enjoying every second of the forbidden drug, feeling it go through his bloodstream, just not moving, trying to keep him calm. He stayed like that for a few minutes, or well, it felt like a few until he heard a quiet buzzing sound coming from his bed. His phone.