"Promise." (SemiShira angst.)

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                                   TW: Suicide Attempts, self harm, Homophobia, F slur, abuse.

Shirabu's Pov

"Finally.. it's all ending.. I'm finally leaving this fucked up place and rotting in hell." I thought, turning around and falling back from the roof of the school. It was 8:00 p.m. Everyone was supposed to be home by now, so that's why I ended it all here.

"Huh? Why aren't I bleeding out right now?" I thought again, I opened my eyes to see my senpai holding me wedding style. He was looking me in the eyes like he just saw a ghost. "What? And why'd you catch me?" I asked, he closed his eyes and sighed. 

"Do you really think I would just move out the way so you could die?" Semi said. Putting me down. "You could have, would have been the better thing to do.." I mumbled under my breath, Semi looked down at me and opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. 

"I have so much questions, but first, can I come over to your house for tonight? I wanna know what just happened." Semi said, I let a heavy sigh escape my mouth. "Isn't it obvious? I fell off the roof and you caught me, simple." I said walking away when I felt his hand pull me back.

"Just, please." Semi said, I sighed again and replied. "Fine.." pulling my hand away from his. 

"Why the fuck am I making this dumbass come in my house.." I thought walking away while Semi walked behind me.

We got to the house, I walked in and pulled Semi inside quickly, looking outside before locking the door. "Why did you-" 

"Are you planning to give me a questionnaire?" I asked, interrupting Semi. 

"Rude." Semi replied, taking his shoes off at the door. I walked over to the living room, laying down on the couch curling up. Semi sat on the other couch beside the one I was laying down on. 

"So, first, did you try committing suicide? Or were you, pushed off?" Semi asked, I buried my face in my knees, sighing heavily. 

"Suicide." I said, lifting my head out my knees looking away from Semi, trying to avoid eye contact. "Uh, why did you.." Semi asked, I looked at him, I wanted to lie to him but, it's like I couldn't lie to him if I wanted to. 

"You don't have to tell me if you're uncomfy." Semi said, nervously smiling. 

"My traumatic life living here." That's all I said, even though there was way more. Semi looked at me wide eyed. "I'm really, sorry for asking.." Semi said, his eyes softened looking at me. 

"Do you want me to explain more? Because I will if you want." I said, looking into Semi's eyes, he seemed surprised. "Uhm, if you're fine with it.." Semi replied, I sighed and started talking again. 

"Well, my family is pretty fucked up.. my mom committed suicide on this same day when I was 5. my dad was abusive, and he still is." I explained, my eyesight was starting to get blurry, tears have been building up in my eyes. 

Semi was shocked, he had a loss of words, then I continued. "My dad constantly calls me the F slur, just for the clothes I wear in the house. To be specific, I wear crop tops and shorts, and when I don't know what else to wear, I wear skirts. he always says I'm a fucking gay faggot. And.. the fact that he doesn't know my sexuality. and he's assuming. even though he's right."

Semi tilted his head, a little confused. "So, you're gay?" he asked, I looked down on the floor and a tear drop fell onto the floor. "Yeah Sherlock. I wouldn't say the f slur if I wasn't. and I did say he was right."