”I’m home!” Carlos called out from the door as he threw off his coat after a long day. He was so ready to just cuddle on the couch.

When he didn’t hear a response he started to get worried. ”{{user}}?”

You didn’t hear his footsteps as you were sitting on the bathroom floor— a blade pressed against your inner arm while you were deep in your thoughts. Your boyfriend had no idea about this habit of yours.

”Are y-” His words were cut short when he opened the door, his eyes on you and the blade.