I’m sorry
Eddsworld (Future Tord x Reader)
Warnings: Self harm, dark themes, blood/gore, bruises, dark thoughts (please let me know if I’ve missed anything)
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Translations at the bottom
(Y/n) knew it was a stupid reason to be upset but it didn't stop her mind at all. She had woken up late and was mean to everyone because of it, she didn't have time to put on makeup which only made it worse. Not to mention she forgot her keys and was locked out of her office.
(Y/n) knew that she didn't have a reason to be upset at everyone else, she knew it was only her fault. So why was she still mad at them? Why did she want to scream at them? They didn't deserve it, if anything she does.
(Y/n) was in the bathroom -in a stall- just staring at the wall that separated the other stalls. It was a brick wall, painted a very pale red to fit the aesthetic of the building. It was probably cold, it probably would feel good on her boiling skin.
(Y/n) stomps her foot and bends over grabbing her hair. She grinds her teeth trying not to scream and keep it all in, her mind only reminding her of why she should be upset.
It was too much, (Y/n) straightens herself and punches the wall, there was a sickening crack. She does it a few more times until her mind was slowing down. She stands there staring at the wall, it was bloody. Her knuckles were probably bloody too, she couldn't bring herself to look. Shame burned throughout her, Tord would be upset.
They didn't do anything wrong.
You're a terrible person.
Why are you like this?
Why can't you be normal?
All you do is hurt people.
God your Pathetic.
You deserve this.
Tears well in her eyes, and she slams her back against the other wall and slides down it. (Y/n) brings her knees to her chest wrapping her arms around them, she then hides her face. (Y/n) starts to cry not caring who heard. As she cried the pain in her hand started to become more intense, it was throbbing. The pain was supposed to make this all stop! Why isn't it stopping!? Why can't the emotions stop!?
A cold mental hand was placed on her shoulder. She jumps her tear-stained face looking up.
It was Tord. (Y/n) felt her body relax only making her cry harder.
She felt guilty that he had to deal with this again, she felt so weak she couldn't do it on her own. She knew he would be upset that she hurt herself.
(Y/n) allows herself to be pulled into Tords lap, his chest was to her back. Tord sets his chin on her shoulder and takes her hands gently in his.
He looks them over, whispering sweet nothings into her ear.
"You're lucky, it doesn't look or feel like it's broken, but you might need to put a bandage around it, the bruises don't look promising," Tord tells her gently, he made sure to watch his tone so as not to trigger her more.
(Y/n) kept sobbing, she began to gag on her sobs.
"Shhhhh, it's okay min kjærlighet. I'm not mad, it's okay everything's fine min kjærlighet, but you need to calm down." Tord hums in thought, he grabs his phone with an open hand and plays a random playlist. A Norwegian slow love song came on, Tord smiles it was perfect.
"Min kjærlighet, can you focus on my voice?"
Tord runs her fingers through her hair, he rubs her back with his other hand. She nods a little, still crying.
Tord begins to quietly sing the love song, he continues to run his fingers through her hair.
(Y/n) slowly zones out to the sound of Tords beautiful voice singing in his native language. As her mind tried to decipher what he was saying, she calmed down.
"There is min dronning," Tord kisses her cheek. "What happened, min kjærlighet?"
"...too much too quickly." (Y/n) mumbles "I'm sorry."
"Min kjærlighet, you have nothing to be sorry for." Tord peppers kisses all over her cheek going down to her neck before coming back up to her cheek.
"Tord, I'm serious though." She tells him.
"I am also." He smiles.
"You shouldn't have to deal with this, I should be capable enough to handle my emotions." She says angrily. "On my own... without hurting myself.."
She trailed off looking down at her bleeding knuckles. Tord takes her hand and rubs the back of her hand, being mindful of the open cuts.
"Min dronning, there is nothing wrong with needing help and I love helping you. No, you don't need to be strong enough, because you already are. This is very hard work and you have been alone and too strong for far too long and it is not fair." Tord tells her kissing her cheek "So allow yourself to rest and let it all out, I am here for you and I will always protect you."
(Y/n) turns around to face him, their chests down pressed against each others. She was crying again.
"What did I do to deserve you?" Tord lifts his non-robotic arm and gently wipes her tears.
"You were strong and got through it." She smiles and hugs him tightly. Tord hugs her back, he gently rocks her. They stay like that for a while, (Y/n) yawns.
"Do you want to take a day off with me? We can just cuddle and watch movies." Tord asks, and she nods tiredly. She yawns forcing her exhausted body to get off of Tord.
"Good." Tord picks her up bridal style. She gasps in surprise. He grins carrying her out of the bathroom.
Paul and Patryk were there guarding it.
"Having emotions is tiring." She mumbles cuddling against Tord in his arms.
"I know it's min dronning, but I have you and I will always help you." Tord presses a kiss to her forehead, he looks up at Paul and Patryk.
"You can both have a day off, me and min dronning will be in my room," Tord tells them, both men nod in understanding and walk away.
"I love you Tord."
"I love you more (Y/n)."
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Translations
"Min kjærlighet"- My love
"Min dronning"- My queen
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