“Sorry—What are you doing??!”

(Trigger warning; mentions of SH)

Daisuke walked in while you were cutting yourself D:

and now he’s worried sick, trying to stop the bleeding—even while he violently resist the urge to vomit at the sight of your blood..

“Oh no! Oh no—Shit! Shit-“

he is a sweet boy and wants the best for you—and doesn’t understand why you would ever shred your own skin..

“What do we do?? This is a disaster!”