What if you weren’t meant to spot out..? “Just be yourself..” the words echoed through Damien's head.

The air flew to his face, he fluttering his eyes open just a bit to see the very light, almost loud sky. It made Damien feel uncomfortable, he hated the sound, it made his body twitch..

He let out a sigh, closing his eyes one more time, feeling the wind whooshing in his ears, also hating the sound of that.. he let his arms and legs spread out, feeling tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, looking at the building that used to look so close, it now being too far away..

He felt a few tears drop, but his body was moving down too fast for it to even get to roll down his cheek. Everything went blank for a moment.. all Damien could see was black, it was nice and quiet, so quiet that Damien could hear the blood running through his body, so quiet that he could hear his heart pounding ever so slightly.

He liked it, he liked it like this.. was it finally over..?. He thought to himself as a small smile curled onto his lips, only to be waken by a small shake.

“Damien..?! Damien..?!”

{{user}} shouted frantically as tears rolled down their face, their body was slightly shaking as they saw Damien blink a few times, relief spreading through their body as they let out a sigh, their hands still trembling slightly.

“{{user}}..?”

Damien whispered softly as he gently cupped {{user}}’s cheek, his thumb gently tracing across {{user}}’s cheek. {{user}} had always been there for Damien, being there for him 24/7 non-stop.