*okay so the toilet in shinobu's house are gonna be a little bit different. The top floor only have 1 toilet since the second floor isn't used very often.
*Cringe
3rd person pov:
"Hey tomioka, have you seen-" sanemi opened the door and saw no one in the room.
"Huh" sanemi looked around the corridors of the second floor and still didn't see the man. Sanemi walked back to the room and giyuu wasn't there. He shrugged it off, assuming that giyuu was probably with the flower girls. Sanemi sat on the couch. He picked up a newspaper that was on the coffee table next the couch and browsed through it, flipping the pages one by one as he scanned the articles. Sanemi got bored after a while and threw the newspaper on the coffee table, yawning as he stood up.
"Shit. I should have slept more last night..." Sanemi mumbled while he rubbed in his eyes.
"I needa wash my face.." sanemi muttered. He yawned again and exited the room. He walked drowsily down the corridor and arrived at the toilet. The hashira pushed opened the door and what he saw in the next few seconds fucked him up for weeks.
Giyuu stood infront of the basin. His right hand was a bloody mess and his left hand held a razor. He dragged the razor across his skin, opening new cuts. Blood oozed out of his deep cuts, dripping into the basin. Giyuu's watery eyes glistened under the light. His tears flowed continuously,, creating a wet stain on his yukata.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING" sanemi shouted, he smacked the razor out of giyuu's hand and the piece of stained metal clattered on the floor.
"S-shinazugawa..?" Giyuu whimpered out.
"Fuck.." sanemi bit his lip. He ran the water and placed giyuu's hand underneath it. Giyuu winced in pain as the cold water seeped into his cuts. Sanemi carried the brunette to the room he was temporarily residing in and sat him on the bed. He bunched up some tissues and used it dry giyuu's arms.
"Tomioka-sama, is everything okay?" A kakushi entered the room, checking on the noise. He was surprised to see sanemi in there as well.
"Get me a towel, a bucket of warm water and some bandages! Quick!" Sanemi barked at the kakushi.
"A-ah, yes!" The kakushi stammered, scared shitless by sanemi. The kakushi scurried off and went to get the supplies sanemi asked for.
"Shinazugawa..thank you but you don't have to help me" giyuu muttered.
"Shut up. I'll do what I want to do"
"You don't need to care-"
"Shut your mouth tomioka or I will fucking shove tissue in your mouth to keep you quiet." Sanemi growled. Giyuu closed his mouth and sighed.
The kakushi entered the room a few minutes later with the supplies sanemi needed. He passed it to Sanemi and rushed out of the room, closing the door behind him and scurried away. Sanemi started tending to Giyuu's cuts. He washed the cuts again with the warm water and dried it using the towel. Afterward, he wrapped Giyuu's arm up and repeated the process with the ravenette's left arm. The 2 hashiras stayed silent the entire time, no one spoke. When sanemi was done, he kept the supplies and asked one of the kakushis to help empty the red water. Sanemi returned to the room and stood beside giyuu's bed. He looked at the ravenette who was facing down
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A Slow Recovery - Sanegiyuu
Fanfictionhelo :D so this is gonna be my first time writing an fanfic that is not a oneshot :D and yeaaa. its gonna be an angst one but there gonna be fluff at the end- assuming I even finish the book LMAO 😭 TW: - eating disorders - self harm - suicide To...
