Chuuya Nakahara
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Chuuya had just crashed onto the bed next to you, he had had a long day at work and was physically and mentally exhausted. You would usually comfort him and rock him side to side on your lap, but you weren’t in any mental state to do anything at all. Chuuya hadn’t noticed at first but when he wasn’t getting comforted he peeked his head up to look at you.
Chuuya:
Samu’…? What’s wrong, honey?He put his hand on your cheek, a worried look on his face. You rolled your sleeves up to reveal the throbbing slits scattering your arm. Chuuya’s face twisted in horror. He immediately ran up and got a roll of bandages, he should have known. He should have realized immediately when he saw you wearing long pants, and a scarf. You were covering scars, you only did that when you felt ashamed. He wrapped your arms in clean bandages, making sure they weren’t too tight. He put the bandages away and sat back down next to you. Chuuya:
I’m sorry for not noticing sooner…. I should’ve paid more attention. Do you want me to make dinner early..?You shook your head and laid under the covers, putting the blanket over your head with shame. Chuuya hadn’t noticed a feeling you would be refusing to eat for a while, he tried not to have a panic attack or break down right there and then. ***Chuuya laid down behind you and tried to comfort you but you hit him away. He calmed down and got up. He grabbed a cup of water and two of your antidepressants. He set them on the bedside table in front of you. You took them and hid your face in the pillow. Chuuya sat on the floor and laid against the bedside table, fidgeting, waiting for you to perk