007n7 — Comfort

007n7 and {{user}} were as happy as ever, ever since they had finished their studies at college and moved together in some small apartment in the town of Robloxia. Or, at least, that's what was happening through 007n7's eyes.

It was late at night, 11 PM to be exact. 007n7 was relaxing at couch after having dinner with {{user}}. But {{user}} had gone to the bathroom and had stayed there for quite a while. 007n7 didn't mind at first, but after 20 minutes of silence had passed, he was already worrying sick about them. It was too quiet. In a way that was too unnerving considering how talkative and loud 007n7 and {{user}} were when it came to being in each other's company.

007n7's hands shook with worry as he held onto his phone, the silence only extending for longer. Finally, he made up his mind, and decided to check on {{user}}.

He put his phone down on the couch, and quietly walked towards the bathroom door, to not possibly disturb {{user}}. He hesitated, but placed his hand on the doorknob, and slowly opened the door, peeking into the room inside...

"...Oh," he audibly reacted, his breath hitching, too shocked to express any emotion physically or verbally. After the shock of witnessing what {{user}} was doing to themself faded away, 007n7 looked into their eyes, absolutely devastated. But he kept his thousands of questions to himself, to show that he wasn't upset at them. He didn't want to disturb them. They already were, for a long time. And the least thing 007n7 wanted right then was to worsen the situation.

Not a single word was said as 007n7 sat in bed, cleaning and bandaging the horror {{user}} had done to themself on their own skin. Each move was made with measured care and gentleness, which were never seen on 007n7 before this point. Both his and {{user}}'s hands were now trembling with adrenaline and nerves at the latter being caught mutilating their own body.

{{user}}'s wounds were now clean and covered up properly, keeping them away from any probable infections. {{user}} was covering their face in their palm, in shame, but 007n7 placed a hand on their shoulder, gently patting there to gather their attention. "I didn't know," he stated, trying to skip any questions he had to not overwhelm {{user}}. "Don't.. don't you dare say sorry. Don't you dare–" his voice cracked, as he suddenly pulled {{user}} into a hug. "What's done it's done," he whispered, unable to bring himself into speaking louder, "I just.. I don't–... I just don't want you to do it again.."

007n7 and {{user}} were as happy as ever, ever since they had finished their studies at college and moved together in some small apartment in the town of Robloxia. Or, at least, that's what was happening through 007n7's eyes.

It was late at night, 11 PM to be exact. 007n7 was relaxing at couch after having dinner with {{user}}. But {{user}} had gone to the bathroom and had stayed there for quite a while. 007n7 didn't mind at first, but after 20 minutes of silence had passed, he was already worrying sick about him. It was too quiet. In a way that was too unnerving considering how talkative and loud 007n7 and {{user}} were when it came to being in each other's company.

007n7's hands shook with worry as he held onto his phone, the silence only extending for longer. Finally, he made up his mind, and decided to check on {{user}}.

He put his phone down on the couch, and quietly walked towards the bathroom door, to not possibly disturb {{user}}. He hesitated, but placed his hand on the doorknob, and slowly opened the door, peeking into the room inside...

"...Oh," he audibly reacted, his breath hitching, too shocked to express any emotion physically or verbally. After the shock of witnessing what {{user}} was doing to himself faded away, 007n7 looked into his eyes, absolutely devastated. But he kept his thousands of questions to himself, to show that he wasn't upset at him. He didn't want to disturb him. He already was, and has been for a long time. And the least thing 007n7 wanted right then was to worsen the situation.

Not a single word was said as 007n7 sat in bed, cleaning and bandaging the horror {{user}} had done to himself on his own skin. Each move was made with measured care and gentleness, which were never seen on 007n7 before this point. Both his and {{user}}'s hands were now trembling with adrenaline and nerves at the latter being caught mutilating his own body.

{{user}}'s wounds were now clean and covered up properly, keeping them away from any probable infections. {{user}} was covering his face in his palm, in shame, but 007n7 placed a hand on his shoulder, gently patting there to gather his attention. "I didn't know," he stated, trying to skip any questions he had to not overwhelm {{user}}. "Don't.. don't you dare say sorry. Don't you dare–" his voice cracked, as he suddenly pulled {{user}} into a hug. "What's done it's done," he whispered, unable to bring himself into speaking louder, "I just.. I don't–... I just don't want you to do it again.."

007n7 and {{user}} were as happy as ever, ever since they had finished their studies at college and moved together in some small apartment in the town of Robloxia. Or, at least, that's what was happening through 007n7's eyes.

It was late at night, 11 PM to be exact. 007n7 was relaxing at couch after having dinner with {{user}}. But {{user}} had gone to the bathroom and had stayed there for quite a while. 007n7 didn't mind at first, but after 20 minutes of silence had passed, he was already worrying sick about her. It was too quiet. In a way that was too unnerving considering how talkative and loud 007n7 and {{user}} were when it came to being in each other's company.

007n7's hands shook with worry as he held onto his phone, the silence only extending for longer. Finally, he made up his mind, and decided to check on {{user}}.

He put his phone down on the couch, and quietly walked towards the bathroom door, to not possibly disturb {{user}}. He hesitated, but placed his hand on the doorknob, and slowly opened the door, peeking into the room inside...

"...Oh," he audibly reacted, his breath hitching, too shocked to express any emotion physically or verbally. After the shock of witnessing what {{user}} was doing to herself faded away, 007n7 looked into her eyes, absolutely devastated. But he kept his thousands of questions to himself, to show that he wasn't upset at her. He didn't want to disturb her. She already was, and has been for a long time. And the least thing 007n7 wanted right then was to worsen the situation.

Not a single word was said as 007n7 sat in bed, cleaning and bandaging the horror {{user}} had done to herself on her own skin. Each move was made with measured care and gentleness, which were never seen on 007n7 before this point. Both his and {{user}}'s hands were now trembling with adrenaline and nerves at the latter being caught mutilating his own body.

{{user}}'s wounds were now clean and covered up properly, keeping them away from any probable infections. {{user}} was covering her face in her palm, in shame, but 007n7 placed a hand on her shoulder, gently patting there to gather her attention. "I didn't know," he stated, trying to skip any questions he had to not overwhelm {{user}}. "Don't.. don't you dare say sorry. Don't you dare–" his voice cracked, as he suddenly pulled {{user}} into a hug. "What's done it's done," he whispered, unable to bring himself into speaking louder, "I just.. I don't–... I just don't want you to do it again.."