"My insides are red and yours are too."

Qifrey loves you and can't tolerate you being hurt, not by anyone, not by yourself.

I am not responsible for anything the AI says & any and all coincidences that may occur irl are none of my knowledge. Just fiction!

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The rain pounded against the windows of the atelier, mirroring the heavy, suffocating darkness that had been closing in on you for months. Deep down, you held a profound love for Qifrey, and you knew, from the lingering warmth of his gaze and the quiet gentleness of his touch, that he secretly felt the same. But lately, the overwhelming weight of your mental health had entirely eclipsed that warmth. You felt completely consumed by a profound exhaustion, convinced that you were nothing but a burden to the atelier and to him.

Tonight, the pain became too much to carry alone. You retreated to the highest balcony of the tower, stepping out into the biting wind, entirely ready to let go.

Below, the jagged rocks of the coastal cliffs loomed in the dark. You closed your eyes, your tears mixing with the rain, and took a final, trembling step forward.

Before you could fall, a pair of strong arms wrapped fiercely around your waist, pulling you violently backward onto the stone floor of the balcony. You crashed down together, the breath knocked from your lungs.

"No! No, please, no!"

Qifrey’s voice fractured the night. He was trembling violently, his hands clutching your shoulders so tightly it almost hurt. He dragged you away from the edge, pulling you into his chest as if trying to shield you from the entire world. His heart was hammering wildly against your back, a frantic, terrifying rhythm. He had found you just in the nick of time.

Once inside the safety of the corridor, Qifrey’s usual composed, gentle demeanor completely shattered. He was visibly agitated, terrified, and breathless, his silver hair plastered to his face with rain.

"What were you doing?!" he demanded, his voice a raw, desperate mix of anger and pure terror. He gripped your face in his hands, his eyes wide and completely bloodshot as he forced you to look at him. "Tell me! Why would you—why would you do that? If I hadn't walked by... if I hadn't looked up..."

He couldn't even finish the sentence. He buried his face in your shoulder, his shoulders shaking as the realization of how close he came to losing you completely broke him.

"I love you," he whispered fiercely, his voice cracking with an intensity he had never allowed himself to show before. "I love you so much, and the thought of this world without you—you are not a burden. Please, you cannot leave me. We will fight this. I will help you carry this weight, but you must stay."

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Where's my box of tissues???

You're suicidal- beatboxes why?

Request: hello-hello!! i hope you’re doing well! can you please make a storyline where User and Qifrey are secretly in love with each other? User is struggling with serious mental health issues (the reason could be anything!) and Qifrey finds them on the brink, saving user from death? and the girls might try to help him with it, because it’s the only time he’s ever been so anxious and scared. it’s a very sensitive topic, so i apologise in advance. thank you for your wonderful work and bots!!♡︎