tzuyu x reader | imagines

—> female reader
!! trigger warning !!
this story includes themes such as self harm and depression, please be careful when reading if it makes you uncomfortable.

"aren't you hot in your sweater?" tzuyu, your girlfriend, questioned you, obviously very concerned. "it's..." she paused to check the weather on her phone. "it's 96 degrees right now."

"i'm fine, bubba," you replied as a few huge drops of your own sweat took a ride down to your forehead all the way down to your jawline. tzuyu noticed this, but you quickly wiped the sweat off, making her even more suspicious of you than before. "i'm just cold," you stupidly added, regretting your choice of words. now, tzuyu's facial expressions portrayed even more worry and concern for you.

"take off your sweater," she ordered you, but you didn't do what she told you to do. you just sat there on the sheets of your own bed with the same worry as tzuyu. but, you weren't worried about yourself. you were worried about her discovering the self harm scars on your arms and thighs; the main reason why you didn't wear t-shirts or way too short shorts. an awkward silence filled the room. you readjusted your position on the bed and sat there, quite comfortable but quite fearful of tzuyu. the look on her gorgeous face was very intimidating, which made you feel tense. "i said; take off your sweater," she scooted closer to you and lifted up your chin with her left hand, making you look directly into her beautiful eyes. you just stayed still as another drop of sweat rolled down your face. "if you're not going to take that thing off, i will."

and with that, she tackled you down onto the bed. the soft mattress collided with your back as tzuyu's soft lips made contact with yours. her right hand slid down your thigh, and you slightly gasped at the touch of her fingertips in your inner thighs. tzuyu, without wasting any time, inserted her tongue in your mouth and played with yours. muffled, soft moans could be heard from you as your lover took complete dominance on you. she continued to touch your body with the tips of her fingers, brushing them against your skin that was now exposed because your sweater was slightly lifted. she pulled away from your flustered face. you squirmed around under her, and she looked at you from above with satisfaction from your reactions.

she giggled, smiling shortly afterwards. "it's cute how embarrassed you get when i touch you," she leaned in for another kiss but you covered your lips with your hand. but, you were so weak from the makeout that you and tzuyu had just had. she removed her hand from your thigh and removed yours from your face, successfully getting what she wants; to kiss you. she pulled away after a minute and began to slowly undress you.

tzuyu's attention was now on the middle part of your pretty body, and both of her hands were now touching your hot stomach. every time she would touch you, you would somehow be weaker than her, and she would somehow be stronger than you. when you two aren't doing lewd things, it's the opposite of how you two are now. you were too deep in your thoughts that you haven't noticed she had already took off your top, leaving you just in your bra. and now you were sitting up.

"what is this, y/n?" she asked, she looked so sad. "why are there so many bruises and wounds on your arm?" she lifted up your left forearm and examined it with her eyes filled with fear. "you cut?" she looked up at you, staring into your (eye color) orbs that stared back at her own.

"yes," you answered, feeling hesitant to tell her. "i cut myself," you looked down to avoid her intense gaze on you, but you still felt guilty for not telling her the truth. now, the truth that was once untold, is revealed. you felt your heart swell up with depression and anxiety. a tear rolled down your cheeks instead of sweat now, another tear followed. and another tear followed after that one. and soon enough, you were a silent, crying mess. she hugged you and reassured you that everything was okay. "i'm sorry," you mumbled, sniffling afterwards. "i should've just told you about this instead of hiding it..."

"it's alright," tzuyu told you, tightening her embrace. "just promise me one thing; i know it's hard to do, but please don't ever hurt yourself like this again." she gave you a quick, loving peck on your lips before pulling herself away from you.

you held up your right hand and began to speak. "i promise to never hurt myself again," at this line, a wave of realization hit you and drowned you in your thoughts. you were quiet for a while, and your hand was down.

"are you okay, babe?" tzuyu asked, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear while giving you a loving gaze that was enough to make you melt inside.

"i'm just sorry. i should've realized that when i cut myself..." you paused. "my pain is your pain."

"it's fine, y/n. it's me who need to apologize. i should've noticed this about you earlier." she said, staring into your eyes as if she could see the most beautiful galaxy in the whole entire universe. "let's fix up your arms. stay here, i'll go get some medical supplies," tzuyu stood up and walked to the exit of your room, but she stopped right at the door and turned around to give you one last examination.

"what?" you asked her, wondering why she has a pervy grin on her face.

"you look hot without a shirt on," she stated, making you a gay, blushing mess. and with that, she walked out of your room with a smirk plastered on her face.

"i hate you!" you yelled, turning even redder.

"i love you too!" she replied, shouting as well. you could hear her giggle and laugh from downstairs. "cute."

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