Diaries of the Damaged (BxB)

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"June 16th, 2019.

Sorry I haven't been updating that often lately, diary. It's not like you're the problem, I just don't feel like doing anything. It's summer break, which means I have to spend all day in the house. I hate being here, it's so suffoceting. The only thing that helps me keep my sanity is having Freya around. I know she is still a baby, but I just love spending my time with her. She is like a little sunshine, always smiling so brightly that I forget all my problems for a few moments. I also tried helping around the house more. I figured I would get punished less often if I did that. It kinda worked a little bit. I also only found out a few days ago that we have a basement. But Zyan locked me up and told me not to go in or else I would be severely punished, so I just stayed away. They say curiosity killed the cat, but I don't think I'm that lucky."
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Elio's pov:

-"Come on, put it on, Elio!"

-"I said no!"-I yelled, giggling and dodging Wes's hands. He was trying to make me put on this headband with bunny ears on it.

-"Come on, you'll look so cute. We need it if we're going to put on face masks anyway."

-"Why can't I just wear a plain black one like you?!"

-"Because I don't have any black ones left. Come on, it's just a handband, not a big deal."-He looked at me with those puppy eyes of his. Shit, this jerk. I snatched the headband out of his hands.

-"...okay, I'll put it on, but don't make it weird, okay?"-I put it on slowly, avoiding eye contact. This is so embarrassing. In the corner of my eye, I could see Wes looking at me.

-"...I think you just gave me a boner."-He commented with a smirk. I took off a handband and threw it at him.

-"I just told you to not make it weird! Pervert..."-He started laughing.

-"I'm just teasing you. But you do look really cute. Come on, let's put on our face masks, hm?"-He said as he put a handband back on my head.

-"...okay."-he smiled and started putting a face mask on me. It felt kinda ticklish. I put it on his face as well.

-"This is fun, right? Like a little spa night."-He commented.

-"Except it's morning. And we only have face masks to work with. And-"-he put the mask over my mouth, shutting me up.

-"I don't wanna hear that negativity. Let's focus on good things for a bit."-I wiped the mask from my mouth with a paper towel.

-"Yeah. Sorry, I didn't want to ruin the mood."

-"You didn't ruin anything. I'm feeling great, actually. Now, give me your hands. I'll cut your nails while we wait for the masks to dry."

-"...I can cut my own nails..."

-"I know, I just like doing it for you. That's all."- A lie. I knew it was a lie, but it was a white lie. He just wanted to cut my nails as short as possible, so I wouldn't be able to scratch myself with them. I knew he had good intentions, so I let that lie slide. But, just looking at him like that reminded me how fucked up I really am if my boyfriend can't even trust me with cutting my own nails. I gulped, trying to hold my tears back. He looked at my eyes and I knew that he could tell why I was sad. But he didn't ask anything, he didn't try to tell me to not be sad, he knew that would just make me even more emotional. Instead, he just kissed my hand, giving me a soft smile.