hello! i was wondering if you could make a fic even a short one on how bakugou (boyfriend) would react to seeing the (old) scars on your wrist for the first time. Just how he'd react for not noticing it before and stuff.
Authors Notes: omg yes i can! your my first person to request something so thank you so much. if you wanted a longer story im sorry. (also this is not my gif)
Trigger Warning: S-lf H-rm
Tags: Angst, Fluff, Gender Neutral Reader, Like One Use of y/n
Bakugou seeing your old SH scars.
yall would probably just be chilling in his dorm
like having a little date night or romantic sleepover
and you just changed into your pajamas and they show a lot more skin than the outfits that you usually wear
you both were probably just scrolling on your phones together or watching tv, then bakugou got bored. he just started looking around in curiousity
then he looked at your revealed skin, and kinda started looking at it. he did end up dating the hottest person in the world, so he might as well admire them
but his heart dropped when he saw tons of old, small sc-rs all along your skin. they seemed healed which was good, but that didnt bother bakugou the most
his voice sounded small and a tad bit scared when he spoke "hey y/n..?"
you looked at him confused. he normally never sounds this scared unless something is really wrong. so you ask what's up
"those sc-rs look pretty bad, and before you say anything. dont lie to me, i know that you couldn't have gotten that many sc-rs that bad from training"
his voice sounded a bit harsh, but you knew that he was just scared and worried.
your eyes widened in fear when he pointed them out. you quickly grab a blanket and cover yourself before trying to lie your way out of the situation. but its too late
bakugou knew what those sc-rs were from, he wasnt an idiot.
when he spoke, his voice now sounded a bit shaky. and his eyes looked glassy, it seemed as if he was holding back tears
"no, dont lie. i know that you got those from s-lf h-rm." bakugou takes a deep breath "but.. why?"
his red eyes shimmered with held back tears as he waited for you to answer him. he was so worried but he didnt want to show you.
eventually, you told him why you s-lf h-rmed (idk why you did). it took a lot of courage to open up to bakugou, and he realizes that.
when you're done, you look up to bakugou for his reaction. although your teary eyes slightly blur up the view
bakugou has a few dried tears on his cheek. and he looks like a lost puppy. his eyes are wide with worry and concern.
he never really had comfort and support for his mental health growing up. this whole concept of opening up to your loved ones is still kinda stange for him
"im sorry, i.. i had no idea" he doesnt really know what to say, but he'll be damned if he doesnt try his best.
"but, just come to me the next time that you feel like doing this. i cant have you going around with bloody sc-rs like its nobodies business."
he looks at you and your teary eyes. he thinks for a moment, but then he opens his arms for you to climb into.
you slowly climb into his arms and onto his lap. his arms go around your torso as your arms goes behind his.
and you guys just kinda stay there for a while, not saying anything. its a comfortable silence, and you both definitely need it.
eventually after god knows how long, bakugou whispers into your ear "why didnt you tell me sooner?"
bakugou was worring this whole time about why you didnt tell him. was he not trust worthy? did he do something wrong?
you sooth his worries by telling him that you were just scared of what he would say, and if we would take it well.
a wave of relief washes over his body when you say that. he thought that he did something wrong.
then, he says "good. this better not be my fault."
he pauses to think for a bit.
"do you need food?"
he couldnt think of many other ways to comfort you, so this will have to so.
happily, the two of you walk into the kitchen for dinner, and prepare to spend a whole lot more time cuddling tonight.
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i am 439 days self harm free.
i missed the one year mark, completely forgot about it, because i spent all day feeling nothing and trying to talk myself out of cutting again. I didn’t realize until a few days later that I’d been clean for a year.
It feels like it gets harder and harder every day to ignore how bad I want to feel it again. I am trying my hardest not to disappoint, but that’s hard to do when there’s no one there that will be disappointed in you, anyway.
I want someone to be disappointed in me. I want someone to be upset, to get angry, to make me promise not to hurt myself because they care. I don’t have anyone.
No one knows that I’m 439 days clean. I want someone to care enough to ask.
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