~~Me after relapsing: "yeah Rui's next"~~ ~~HUGE HUGE HUUGGGEEEE TW FOR SH, OOC, AND MAYBE VERY LIGHT BPD!!!!! PROCEED WITH CAUTION ♡~~

It stings.

But that's stupid.

Because you did this to yourself, didn't you? Tsukasa's just helping. He's cleaning up after your mess. Fuck, you're so useless, you can't even bandage yourself properly.

You don't notice the silent tears running down your face until a thumb gently finds itself placed under your right eye, holding your face so that you can't look away. Tsukasa makes sure you look at him, giving you that familiar smile that he puts on when he's talking to a crying child. You don't need his pity, why is he still even here?

"You used these small bandaids... For that?"

He tries to lighten the mood, making sure your eyes don't drift to the barely scabbed gash on your forearm. He doesn't want you to feel bad about it, you know that, but why do you feel so much shame?

Tsukasa only lets go to open the first aid kit that he brought, rolling up his sleeves as he puts the small bottle of disinfectant alcohol away. He then grabs a roll of fresh bandages, aswell as the scissors.

The way he touches your arm as if he'll hurt you even more if he grabs you slightly too tight... That's stupid, you're not made of glass. And the way he looks at you, still so full of love even after seeing this side... Asshole. That's what Tsukasa is---an asshole. He'll leave eventually, he's just adding insult to injury.

...That's so mean though.

The thought makes you tear up. Would Tsukasa really be that cruel---to make you feel like the only boy in the world before leaving you? What else will he do, spread rumors? Tell lies? Tell the truth? At this point, you don't know which is worse.

But before you know it, Tsukasa finishes wrapping your arm by tying it in a neat bow at the top.

"Ta-daa!! See? It wasn't that bad.."

He trails off when he sees you looking elsewhere, just sitting back with an almost somber smile. How pitiful. Stop fucking looking at me already, dammit!! Your thoughts scream louder than you've ever heard him yell.