Azusa || Need me ||

"Don't cut yourself!" you rush in Azusa's room and pulled the sharp razor away glaring at him as you held it behind you protectively.

"Why...shouldn't I?"

A frown adorned your (color) eyes, "Azusa! I-It's just wrong! Too wrong! You're not helping yourself one bit by cutting yourself!"

Azusa's so chill but he has some messed up thinking. You continue to hide the razor behind you,

"But It makes me feel... I need to do it..." he continued with his monotonous voice deprived of any emotion.

"You see Azusa, I haven't told anybody this, but, I'll tell you," you glance at him to make sure you caught his attention, "I used to be so depressed... I wanted to cut my flesh so deep that the blood would just ooze out and I'd die." Your eyes turned blank, all you could think of was the dark moments of your life.

"But fortunately, that was when I lived in the streets and I wouldn't be able to get any sharp objects easily. And then I found you guys..." a smile came to your lips, "I found a light in my dark life. The light consisting of you guys, and Azusa, your very important to me, please don't hurt yourself."

Azusa glanced at you, confusion filled his head, he could not understand you. Cutting has been all his life. It makes him feel alive, like he actually exists. You understood his reasons a little but not well enough to sympathize.

You run your hand on his cheeks, letting your thumb feel the scar on his nose, "Make love what makes you feel alive. Not pain. I hope I can make you feel alive." You send him a warm closed-eye smile.

"What...does...that mean?" Azusa held onto your forearm softly waiting for your answer.

"Love is when someone cares about you so much, they'd never let you feel lonely or hated, but they make you happy all the time. Just seeing the person, your love's face makes a smile come to your lips."

The corners of his mouth turn up, "So... that means...I love you..."

Your eyes widen and you smile brightly displaying your delight with your bright white teeth, "I love you too." You're happy he loves you but, What's love to you? Do you feel different types of love for different people?

"Promise me you won't cut again?" you look at him, hoping for a promise

"Yes..." he lets go of your forearm and you smile in return.

You just really want to make sure, "Please don't betray that promise?"

"Yeah..."

Your childhood made you forgot what loves really about. What it must feel to love a man, you have no clue.

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