🌹Passionfruit Angst🎤

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Warnings: yummy angst (I'm sorry), Bulimic Noel, (it does get happier)

3rd person:

Noel was around Mischa's house, they had agreed to have a sleepover whilst Mischa's "parents" were on holiday on something. They had just eaten and they were cuddling on Mischa's bed.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom quickly" Noel said as he got up.
A minute had passed and Mischa heard the sound of throwing up from the bathroom and he ran to check on Noel.
"Noel?.." He said anxiously, "Can I come in?
Noel coughed," Yeah.."
Mischa opened the door and saw Noel kneeling over the toilet.
He sat next to Noel and took his hand.
"Кохання, are you okay?..." Mischa asked.
Noel didn't respond he hugged Mischa and started to cry.
Mischa froze up and quickly hugged back.
"I..I'm sorry..." Noel sniffelled.
"little poet you have nothing to be sorry about, do you want to go and sit down and we can talk?"
Noel nodded and they got up and sat on Mischa's bed.
"Little poet?.."
Noel sighed,
"I...Uhm, i saw a doctor a while ago and I was told I have bulimia, I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner its -"
"little poet, you do not have to explain yourself to me, thank you for trusting me enough to tell me, that is all that matters"
"but-"
"No, no buts."
"okay, thank you Misch, I love you"
"I love you too little poet"

(A/n)
Woo
Its short but i didn't know what else to write
Go drink some water and take any medication you need
My dms are always open if you want to talk about anything <3
Have a lovely day

Word count: 284

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