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when hongjoong got home from school that day, he just wanted to lay in bed and relax. but, something seemed off to him. as walked further into his home, he noticed how quiet was. after seeing who was laying on the couch, he knew exactly why.

his mom had gotten drugs again, and passed out on the couch. he checked her pulse, and was relieved that she was still alive. he decided to just leave her there until she woke up, mainly because he didn't quite have the strength to carry her anywhere else.

hongjoong returned to his rooms and closed the door behind him, he sighed exhaustingly. he was so sick and tired of finding her like this, and also really scared of what could happen.

he felt so much stress on his shoulders at the moment, and he couldn't handle it. the voices started to come back, and continuously told him to do something he didn't want to.

⚠️ trigger warning : mentions of blood and self harm ⚠️

so of course, to stop them, there was only one thing he could do. he entered the bathroom that he had in his room, and locked the door. he grabbed something out from one of the drawers, before sinking to the floor in front of the door.

before hongjoong knew it, he had already cut up his arm by at least seven cuts. he decided for himself that he shouldn't go any further today, as he watched the blood trickle down his arm. he grabbed the first aid kid and some bandages from under the sink and cleaned himself up, before changing into an over sized hoodie.

it wasn't that late yet, but hongjoong wanted to sleep early tonight. so he did just that, flopping onto his bed and closing his eyelids. he didn't even bother getting under the covers, as he was too tired to do so. but soon enough, he was fast asleep.

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everyone's okay with this right? if you aren't then please stop reading after the warning if you have to :(

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