DHMIS Oneshots

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Hi i kinda ripped off arrthurkirkland read her oneshot book too im sorry//
TW: self harm
 

Everything honestly pained. Breathing in and out strained his chest and his eyes were raw from rubbing so hard. His blue skin was bleeding, bleeding profusely but he refused to get up and treat what he did. Burning, bubbling skin and thick red cuts dug in deep, blood pricking at the edges and soon pouring onto his black comforters.

His body was weak, weaker then it's ever been nor ever was. He couldn't move. It hurt him, his stomach twisting and grumbling at every inch his body moved up, trying to gather his muscles to escape the prison they trapped themselves in.

  He managed to sit up, eyelids dropping as his ears stuck in with the song that blared from his phone, the melody at a point that always made him bawl like a little boy without his mommy. It was pathetic, really, but what wasn't pathetic about Tony?

And I've tried to refrain
But you're stuck in my brain,
And all I do is cry and complain
Because second's not the same.

He bit his lip as the tears gently flowed from his eyes, soon turning to him standing up and purfusely screeching, his head banging like a drum and his heart numbed to anything. Anger overran him as his wrists slammed into the walls, his thumb cracking in the process, but he didn't care, he couldn't. It hurt to much to care.

  I'm sorry but I fell in love tonight.

Tony did. He fell over and over, again and again and he was shy and insecure and he just didn't want it to fall out again. He wanted him to stay, he needes him to stay. If anothrr night passed without him by his side he would probably loose his head and finally take that gun and just bam. Blow out his remorse and guilt that he has been drowning in.

Of course he doesn't say a peep to Gilbert, telling him that if he leaves he would die, because that would be wrong. But god he wants to, he wants to bawl in his arms and hold him close to his chest, begging him to never let go again. He didn't, though. He didn't because it showed Gilbert how weak he was and

"Tony? Tony darling are you in here? What's going on?"
Tony froze and immediately fell down, scurrying to find his suit and wipe the blood of his face but with no avail. The shott man walked in, his face gawked at the sight of his boyfriend drenched in body fluids and cowering on the floor.

  Gilbery rushed down to the floor and pulled Tony to his soft chest, taking his hand and gently rubbing his hand. "Tony! Oh my good god what happened??"

Tony looked up, his vision blurred as tears poured faster and faster, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

"I'm so sorry, Gil." He said and pulled away, placing his hands in his face, hiding away in shame. "I'm so fucking sorry."

  Gilbert rubbed his shoulder blade, hugging him from the behind, the heavier boy putting pressure and warmth to Tony's boney, frail back. His hands pulled Tony's away from the taller man's face, Tony gasping for air as he did so.

   "Honey, what happened? Do you want to talk about it?" Gilbery said again, his voice soothing but somewhat raspy since he's only begun using it a while ago.

  "I want you." Tony mumbled barely audioably, his face looking regretful and covered in pity. The chubby boy went in front of him and hugged his naked abdomen tightly.

"It'll be okay, I promise. Can I see your arms?" He asked and looked up at Tony. Tony then went to extend his arm to him, Gilbert slightly pulling it to get a better view.

It was washed in giant cuts and bruises, burn marks and anything you could imagine. Some fresh from tonight and some from decades ago that never faded. There was only one fresh mark that was caused by another force, that other force being the clever, younger boy that got angry at Tony for mishap.

  Gilbert's lips quivered a bit as he saw just how many markings scatteted his arm sleeves and body, noting how all of them were caused by himself. Tony was his only enemy and it pained Gilbert to know just how self destructive he was.

  ""I'll get some stuff to help with this, okay?" The boy said and looked up, Tony still bawling quietly.
"C-can I...Can i come with you?" Tony said, looking back up, moving away his soaked bangs to see into his lover's eyes--one being a baby blue and the other a lush green shade, the two blending together so beautifully.

"Of courae you can." Gilbert said and pulled up Tony who was still shaking, "You're always welcomed to come with me absolutely anywhere, okay honey?"

Tony felt like it took ages for them to get to the cabinet and for Gilbert to bandage his wounds--weather it be because of his anxiety levels so high or the pain that the rubbing alcohol caused to his open skin was up for Tony to figure out. He just wanted to ball back up and cry and tear apart the bandages and make himself bleed more but he knew with Gil around it'll never happen.

Gilbert managed to get him back into his room, cleaning up the broken glass that was left behind from Tony's fit. Tony felt like such a failure, having to be babied like a child and picked up after like he was a menat patient at an asylum. That's what he felt like--a crazy, crazy man in a sane person's world without any coloration to reality whatsoever.

But apparently it wasn't the same for his husband. He saw him as something different--he didn't know in what way or in what form but he did not see him in the light he saw himself.

  Was it a blessing or curse? Tony didn't truly know nor probably ever will understand how he fell in love with Tony. How an awkwardy tall and clumsy man got a sweetheart with skin of silk and a laugh laugh that could bring him from any depressed mood.

  "Hon?"
Gilbert sat on the bed with a soft smile at tony, patting a spot next to him. Tony gently sat next to him, rubbing his arms and looking over at his soft face.

  "I love you, you do know that, right my Jack Skelleting?"

"I love you too, nerd." Tony chuckled at the nickname, kissing Gilbert on the forehead and wrapping his arms around him, flinging them over his shoulders.

Gil gave a soft kiss on Tony's down cheek,watching the man's expression change in a heartbeat.

Oh, a man does wonders, doesn't he?

///also dedicated to LitenFe , FandomTrash002 , DarknessDeathandFear and whoever else is either shipping it or consider it or slowly being converted
also darkness im sorry im thought you meant the actual laptop i feel dumb now inam writing the oneshot still