drabbles | bts (discont)

Butterflies

The butterfly project is a project that can aid someone who self harm to resist the urges to self harm. When you feel like you want to cut, take a marker, pen, or sharpies and draw a butterfly on your arm or hand.

slight yoonjin just slightly
!!!!!!!!!trigger warning please read with caution!!!!!!!!

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seokjin didn't know when he started cutting into his own skin.

he thought maybe one day he had accidentally cut himself - but the scene of aurora pricking her finger kept relaying in his head as he thought of the history and reason why he started to cut. the rest of the boys didn't know, and seokjin was pretty fucking good at hiding things. wether they asked or not, he put on the most seemly genuine smile.

the steel against his skin, slowly scraping it, it felt like pleasure for him, almost. though it did hurt, he never cut so deep. he was basically scratching only the surface of his skin, and he worried if one day he would cut so deep he would bleed to death.

but, that would never happen.

he was all alone in the dorms now, since the others decided to go out on their day off. seokjin wanted to stay back since his entire arm has been itching for a blade to cut it, just deep enough blood will start to seep out of the crevices. he was too indulged with the idea of cutting his skin that he decided not to hang out with the rest of the boys.

seokjin was probably infatuated with cutting - for him, the blood that bled by the blade of a knife, was kind of really beautiful. from his skin blossomed from underneath the thick, crimson red blood that dwelled within his veins. the steel felt cold and he shivered when his skin came in contact.

he was sitting on the bathroom floor, cold tiles touching his warm body. he gently grazed the small blade against his skin, then putting pressure slowly. seokjin winced at the small pinch, he sighed as he felt his arm numb to the pain and cut deeper. he didn't really worry about cutting so deep, because he knew he wouldn't cut as deep. he trusted in himself to not cut so deep.

seokjin then moved down his arm, making sure not to cut directly on his veins. he licks his lips at the sight of the blood dripping down of his arms. so delicate, he thinks.

once he's done, seokjin grabs a few paper towels and wets them with warm water, dabbing the blood that escaped his skin so no one would know he was cutting. seokjin's been cutting since pre-debut, and he always made sure no one would find out. he would always pay attention to the details, making sure everyone wouldn't pay so much attention to his arms and always make sure to clean the evidence.

no one found out, ever.

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the rest of bangtan never question why seokjin spends large amounts of time by himself - or when it's too hot he still wears long sleeves and long pants. they figured seokjin has been like this forever, but sometimes yoongi would be suspicious of seokjin's behaviour, even if this is what seokjin has been like ever since yoongi has met him. there's some kind of black hole of inevitability in yoongi's stomach at keeps yoongi from feeling calm at night. there's something wrong, and he fucking knows it, but what?

seokjin's still in the bathroom cleaning up the blood, but he doesn't hear the ruffling of grocery bags and the swing of the bathroom door to clean quicker.

there's still blood everywhere on his arms and the wounds are so freshly cut it's hard to believe he didn't hurt himself. at the door was yoongi, one hand in his pocket and two eyes staring at seokjin on the floor, arms covered in blood, with an equally surprised expression on his face.