Dreams (Reader x Dave) (Finished)

FINALLY DEPRESSING STUFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!

warning: self harm, language

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Y/N P.O.V

I laughed and then looked to him, But on to serious matters

"You do know if you need somewhere to stay.. You can chill here." I said and smiled slightly.

He nodded. "Yeah thanks... i'll think about it." He said.

I nodded.  He reached for his drink he had setting on my night stand, revealing some of his arm underneath his long sleeves.

I saw cuts. Lots. and lots of them.

I reached for his arm and grabbed it. He looked startled.

I pulled  his sleeves up and he tried pull away his arm from me.

too late. 

I saw them, his arms where full of cuts and scars. 

I closed my eyes. 

"Dave."

No reply.

"Dave." I said again.

No reply. 

I looked up to find him staring at me, eyes filled with tears. 

"Dave it's ok-" I started

"Im fine. It's ok. I've doing this for a W-while. I get used to i-it." He said, voice shaky. 

yeah you do. you should know yourself.

"Striders d-dont cry." he said in a numb tone.

I sighed and hugged him, 

"Dave Elizabeth FUCKING STRIDER." I said pulling away.

"Do you even know how to express your feelings? ALL I here from you is: Dont cry this, im too cool for that. blah blah blah. Do You understand that its not good for you?" I said. "Im fucking worried about you!  Why do you neglect that???" I said in a stern voice.

He looked down. No answer.

"Sorry."