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Your boyfriend catches you self harming, what do you do?
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yourdreamscenarios — When you cut yourself
BTS reaction
Requested by Lonelylos-er-lo-ver
Summary: BTS reaction where they catch their S/O unconscious because she cut herself but didn’t mean for it to be that bad
Jin
He called another time, slightly worried as he got to listen to your voice mail another time around. Something wasn’t right. He had noticed some changes in your behavior the past few weeks, being more silent than you usually were, more introvert. You wouldn’t talk about how your days had been like you had done in the past, seemed to lock him out of things. You’d been distant, keeping him at an arm length away, and it concerned him. At first he’d thought that it might be stress. The new school year had only started a while ago and you were already struggling to keep track of your schedule.
He thought that if he might give you the time you needed to adjust and to get used to everything, you’d be fine. But now you were two weeks further and things had only seemed to have gotten worse. He knew he had to do something, so that you’d feel better and you would feel less distressed by everything that was going on. “Hey, I’ll be leaving for a bit. The food’s in the fridge, you just need to warm it up.” He told Taehyung, who was sitting on the couch, writing away in some kind of notebook. The younger boy looked up before nodding and smiling, already figuring out where his journey would be taking him. “Tell ______________ I said hi.” With those words Jin left the dorms, to make his way over to your apartment.
As soon as he got there he knew something was off. The lights were supposed to be on by now, knowing that you didn’t like to be sitting around in the dark and it was much too early for you to be asleep. Grabbing his spare key he jammed it inside of the lock, twisting it and letting himself in. Entering the dark hallway he immediately got overtaken by the silence that was pressing down all over the house. “______________?” He called out for you, though the only sound that returned to him was the echo of his own voice against the stone walls. Something was wrong, his gut was telling him so. Not wasting any time he shuffled through the house, his eyes scanning through the dark until his hand finally found the light switch.
He had to squeeze his eyes shut against the brightness that suddenly popped in front of his eyes. He was just about to make his way towards the staircase to check if you had already decided to go to bed anyway when he noticed a heap laying on top of the kitchen floor. It took him a few seconds before he figured out that the pile was supposed to be resembling you. Panic rushed through him when his feet carried him over to you as fast as they could. “Oh my god…” A gasp left his lips when he noticed all the blood that was covering the tiles, agony filling him when he realized that it was coming from you.
Muttering your name over and over to you he scrambled over, not caring that his hands got all dirty and stained. He tried not to think too much about the owner of the fluid, and especially not of the state you were in. What the hell had happened to you? Turning you over slowly, afraid that if he would move you he would only make things even worse, he let his eyes scan over you, looking for serious injuries. He noted the small cuts on the inside of your wrist, at first sight they didn’t seem like anything major, but they were deeper than they showed to be. Several kinds of thoughts rang through his mind, the things that could have caused this.
But deep inside he knew, and sadness settled itself inside of his bones, thinking you had done this to yourself. Guilt came over him, knowing that he hadn’t done anything to stop this from happening. Even though he had noticed that something was wrong with you he hadn’t stepped up, because he’d been thinking you’d be able to solve this on your own. Why had he been such an idiot? He should never have let it come this far. Knowing that he couldn’t loose himself right now he cradled you against his chest, shaking your unconscious from from left to right, trying to ignore the way his hands were shaking. If he’d loose his shit then he wouldn’t be able to help you, which was his number one priority from now on.
RM
Knowing you’d been going though a hard time these past couple of days he simply wanted to get home soon today. You’d sent him the messages you had been receiving these past few days and he had read a few more of them which were spread all over your social media. He didn’t understand. The two of you had been dating for a while, but things had never blown up into these proportions before. Anyway, he had sent them all to his company and hoped that the owners of the messages would get seriously punished for what they’d done. He hated this.
He was fine with him getting those terrible and sometimes threatening comments thrown at him, after all he knew what he’d been up for when getting into the industry. But he’d grown stronger out of them, hadn’t let them pull him under. What he couldn’t accept was that the people he cared about, the people he loved, would have to go through these things. You didn’t deserve being scolded like that, by some strangers who didn’t know how amazing you were. He couldn’t just stand close and watch all of it happen right in front of him. It hurt him to see his fans hurt you, and he wanted to end all of it. Yet, he knew it wasn’t that easy. You’d get hate as long as you were dating him, and he’d made sure to tell you about those kinds of facts when the two of you had started dating.
He’d wanted to be honest with you and hadn’t wanted you to walk into this blindly. But you had been very understanding and so far you had never made a problem of all the brutal things that were being said about you, but enough was enough. So now Namjoon was on his way home, planning to make sure the two of you would have a great and relaxing night so you wouldn’t have to think about all the stuff that was going on online. Tonight would be about the two of you and nothing else. He would switch off your phones, make sure the two of you were comfortable on the couch and then he would have a clear and open conversation with you about everything that had happened.
He wanted you to poor out your heart to him, to tell him how you were feeling so you would know that you weren’t in this by yourself. He would always have your back, no matter how bad things got. After parking his car in your driveway he quickly made his way into your apartment. No matter how shitty this situation was, he was still excited to see you, to hug you. He hissed when his knee bumped against the door, and rubbed it through his jeans before emerging inside. “Babe.” He sang in a high pitched and playfully off key tone, dropping his car keys on the side table in the hallway before making his way into the living room. Though as soon as he walked in, the smile on his face faltered.
He spotted your frame spread over the couch, but he couldn’t look past the puffiness of your face, the strains left behind by hours of crying. His heart fell because of the thought that while he had been at work, you’d been here all by yourself bawling your eyes out. Silently, hoping not to stir you or wake you up, he got over to you. Frowning he looked down, spotting some sort of liquid dripping down your arm. Confused he reached forward, turning your hand over so he’d be able to take a better look. It was only then that all the missing pieces of the puzzle fell into place. Immediately he reached out for his phone, dialing the number of the emergency services. You weren’t sleeping at all, you were unconscious.
While taking deep breaths he tried to explain the situation to the woman on the other side of the phone. He ran around the house to grab something he could use to stop the blood that ran freely out of the cuts on your arm. Quietly he lowered himself next to you on the couch, brushing your hair out of your face before hanging up the phone and waiting for the ambulance to arrive. Somehow he couldn’t bring himself to be angry with you. He was disappointed in the people who were supposed to support him, but who had caused his girlfriend to get down this dark and lonely road. He leaned forward to press a kiss against your temple, planning on having a serious conversation with you as soon as you woke up.
Suga
He was in possession of a wide smile as he thanked his friends for driving him over. He closed the door of the passenger seat and watched the car drive away, knowing that his members were now heading to their dorm to spend the night gaming, watching TV, writing lyrics and composing songs. Normally he would be one of them, working the hours away until he fell asleep in front of his computer. There weren’t many things in this world he loved more than making music, but you were the one of the only people in his life who came closest to it. For as long as he could remember he had tried to keep people at an arm length away from himself, thinking that the only reason why they became a part of his life was to hurt him and to walk out of it in the end.
For a very long time his members had been the only ones who had been allowed inside of his heart. But when he had met you he’d soon figured that you were different. You hadn’t tried to take possession of his life, had understood the passion he felt towards music. You knew that he would always put his work first, but that that didn’t mean he loved you any less. Spending time with you made him happy and you were someone he could poor out his heart to. You were able to handle his temper, calming him down when he was getting fed up with something and putting him in his place when he threatened to cross a line.
His members often accused him of the fact that you were the boss in this relationship, but he knew that wasn’t true. He would never let anyone try to take over his life and you would never try to boss him around. You just knew when he needed to be left alone or when you needed to be harsh on him and he loved you for it. Their schedule had been hard on them during the past few weeks, making it almost impossible for him to see you. But tonight he had demanded to get a night off, feeling bad for neglecting you. He could already imagine the smile that would travel onto your face when he would enter the house. Of course he hadn’t told you he was coming, wanting for it to be a surprise.
Even though he wasn’t well known for being romantic and doing special things for you, he still managed to blow you away sometimes. It was something he loved, the look you’d give him when he did something totally unexpected. He made his way into the house, bowing down to take off his shoes and hanging his jacket on the coat rack. The smell inside of the apartment was so familiar. He knew that once he was here it would be hard for him to leave in the morning. If there was one thing he liked to do then it was spend it days indoors, not having too many people around. He snickered softly as he heard the sound of the TV playing in the background. You were spending your time peacefully, having no idea that he was here.
Lazily he walked into the room, ready to see your surprised eyes gazing up at him. But it all didn’t go the way he had expected it to. Instead he was the one who got the shock of his life when he found you passed out on the carpet. He froze, not sure what to do. Was it safe to touch you, to move you? What if you’d hit something and you had fallen, what if you had a concussion or something? But then he noticed the red marks on the mat and everything fell into place. Disappointed and anger crashed into him in big waves, threatening to drown him. He tried to keep it in as he called for an ambulance, wanting someone to get here as past as possible and not accepting any less. Though as soon as he hung up he lost it, kicking his feet against a small side table that stood a little further away from him.
The statue that had been standing on top of it swirled before it fell towards the ground, a loud crash echoing through the silent apartment. “Fuck!” He shouted, punching the air and pulling his hair. His heart was still racing inside of his chest when he lowered himself on the floor beside you, his head in his hands. All of this was his fault, he hadn’t been home for so long, who knew what had been going through your head when you did this. Fire blazed in his eyes when he grabbed a hold of your hand, crushing your small fingers inside of his. He knew what it was like to feel all alone and to feel as if you’d hit the bottom and not being able to get back up. He would do anything he could to make sure you would never have to go through that again.
J Hope
He was sure you’d forgotten about tonight. You hadn’t texted him during the day to remind him of the time he should arrive at your place. There had been no more exchange of information. That was how he knew that whatever you were doing right now, it surely didn’t have anything to do with your anniversary. It was nothing special, today the two of you would be together for eight months and Hoseok was over the moon about it. Even though it wasn’t a special date, he was planning to turn it into one. He’d gone past the florist to find the most beautiful bouquet composed by your favorite flowers.
To be honest he was looking forward to see the look on your face when he walked in and you would realize that you had forgotten. He would tease you with this forever. Because of the big amount of flowers in his arms he could barely see where he was going, but he still managed to make his way towards your apartment, immediately walking around towards the garden to find the back door. It would be the ultimate surprise, him showing up in the middle of your living room like this. He had the whole night planned. First he would give you your present and laugh at you because you had forgotten. Then the two of you would get cosy on the couch and he would make sure that you got remembered of how much he loved you. At last he would snuggle up against you and the two of you would watch your favorite movie together.
it was going to be perfect. The only thing he was worrying about was how he would overcome this during your first year anniversary. The last thing he wanted was for you to be disappointed when things actually got important. Yet, he was already amazed that you had been able to stick up with him for so long. Putting one step in front of the other, being careful not to trip over his own feet and crushing the roses in the process he shuffled forward, making sure not to miss a single step. Quietly he used his elbow to open the door, which was a lot easier said than done. He missed it a few times and he was afraid that the sound would alarm you and you would come after him with the baseball bat he knew you kept by your bed at night.
Though he was surprised that when he came in, there was no movement at all. It left him dumbfounded for a second and if his hands wouldn’t have been full he would have taken out his phone to check if you had texted him about not being home tonight. Unwillingly his mood dropped a little, the thought of his surprise being ruined making him a little gloomy. He’d put so much effort in it and he would hate it if it had all been for nothing. Now he knew what you’d been feeling that night when you had set up a date for the two of you and he hadn’t shown up. Instead he had been practicing his dance moves at BigHit. The look inside of your eyes had been murderous. It was only now that he understood that feeling.
“She wouldn’t do that. She would never set me up like that…” He muttered to himself, hearing his own voice echo against the walls. But when his feet hit against something he yelped, cursing when he felt the flowers slip from his grip and scattering all over the floor. He had to try very hard to keep himself up, almost loosing his balance. “What the…” He started, but swallowed his words as soon as he noticed what had caused him to trip. His eyes almost jumped from their sockets when he noticed your form laying on the floor. His gaze couldn’t find out what to focus on, the way some of the flowers were soaked by blood or the way it it was gushing from the wounds on your lower arms. While flapping his arms in the air like an idiot he tried to think of what he should do.
It was hard for him to break through the terror he felt and use the rational part of his brain. In the end he still found himself calling for help and as soon as he hung up the phone he went over to brush the flowers off of you. He felt like crying, seeing you like this. If he had known that you’d been suffering like this then he never would have left you alone this much. He would have made sure he was home more often, he would have showered you with gifts and love. It was only now that he realized that he shouldn’t be needing a special date or an anniversary to show you how special you were to him. Inwardly he made a decision as he picked you up and carried you towards the couch. From now on he would buy you flowers every single day to let you know how much you meant to him.
Jimin
Dance practice had drained him from the last bit of energy that had been left inside of his body. He felt as if he was dragging himself across the streets when he made his way towards your apartment. Yet, the thought of spending the night with you and knowing he’d be able to fall asleep with you cuddled up agains him on the couch made everything much better. Promotions were being hell, as always and their schedule had been more packed than ever before. It had come to the point that they hadn’t been able to sleep for twenty four hours, and they had rushed from one place towards the other, trying to keep each other awake.
But today was their first day off in a week and he was so delighted that he could spend some time with his girlfriend. Hoisting his bag higher on his shoulder he felt relief pressing down on top of him when your front door appeared into view. Even though most people would think of falling asleep in the middle of the pavement as something that was merely impossible, he’d been about to prove them wrong. Speed walking the last few meters towards your house he grabbed a hold of the key you had given him. Each time he held this thing he felt a smile lingering across his face. He’d never thought he would be lucky enough to find someone like you. Someone who loved him and accepted him exactly the way he was and someone he would do anything for.
The thought of you made his exhaustion bearable. Not trying to hide his arrival he jammed the key inside and twisted it loudly before throwing the door open, being welcomed by the warmth inside. He huffed when he felt it tickle through his sweater. Knowing you were someone who was freezing as soon as a small breeze would blow by he knew he was going to suffer during the winter and that your apartment would be a personal sauna. “______________, I’m home!” He yelled, throwing his bag down on the floor and kicking out his shoes. It was odd for him to be met by pure silence, though he hummed in understanding when he noticed a ray of light shining from underneath the door of the bathroom.
Debating if he should say something to you first or leave you alone and make his way towards the kitchen to find himself something to eat, he stood still in the middle of the hall. Though, he knew that once he would sit down somewhere to finish his food, he probably wouldn’t be able to get up again. Maybe he might even pass out in the middle of his meal. Taking a step forward he knocked on the door, laying his ear against the wood in the hope he could hear what you were doing in there. “Baby, can I come in?” He asked, keeping his voice light and cheering. No matter how hard things got for him, he didn’t want such things to weigh on his relationship. It wasn’t your fault that he was tired, and you deserved the company of your happy boyfriend. He frowned when he didn’t hear a single reply coming from you.
After shrugging his shoulders he pressed down the door handle and opened it, ready to present himself to you. He opened his arms wide, ready to tackle you into a big bear hug when he walked inside of the bathroom. But what he saw had him perplexed. His jaw dropped, and for a second he felt completely bewildered, his heart jolting inside of his chest. He blinked his eyes a few times, hoping that after that the scene in front of him would disappear, but it didn’t. Startled he rushed to your side, to the place you were laying on the cold tiles. Not knowing what else to do he held you in his arms, pressing you against his chest.
The sight of the blood that came from the cuts on your arm getting absorbed by the fabric of his shirt made him feel sick. He called your name a few times, seeing the way your eyelids fluttered before your unfocused gaze lifted towards his. Relief rushed through him when he saw that you were responsive. After seeing you like that he was afraid he’d been too late. “Why didn’t you tell me?” He asked, hating the feeling of the tears that had gathered inside of his eyes. He didn’t want you to see him breaking down, but he couldn’t help himself. He just felt so sad right now. “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to…” You started, but he silenced you before brushing your hair away from your face and behind your ear. He didn’t want you to apologize, he just wanted you to feel better. “It’s okay, I’ll all be okay.”
Taehyung
He just had to show you this. He knew you would love it from the first moment you’d lay your eyes on it. With his camera in hand he jumped out of the car, thanking Namjoon for bringing him over at your place. He nearly tripped over his own feet and stumbled towards the ground because of his excitement. Namjoon chuckled behind him, but thought it was cute that the younger boy was being so thrilled to see you. Taehyung quickly shut the car door behind himself before setting coarse towards your house. He had been missed you so much during their busy schedule the past few weeks. But not much time had passed when he hadn’t been thinking about you.
He knew how much you loved being a part of everything that happened when he was away, about staying up to date with his life. You loved the fact that he got to see so much of the world, that he traveled to such far and wonderful places. Just like him you loved photography. The two of you took pictures of everything, thousands of frames were hanging against the walls, showing off the great times the two of you had had together. There was a collection of when the two of you had gone to the beach, sitting together on your towels or having him catch your sunburn. There were pictures of the two of you attending one of your friends wedding, him in a fancy suit, you in a beautiful dress while you shoved cake inside of his face.
There was no one in this world he loved more than you. You were the apple to his eye. He wished he was able to take you with him everywhere and he knew his members wouldn’t mind. It would give them the excuse to bring their own girlfriends as well. But he knew you weren’t just able to leave whenever you wanted to. You had a job, friends, your parents who lived nearby. He couldn’t ask for you to give that all up just so you could go on tour with him. Yet, he knew you would love it. He would take you through all the countries you visited to taste the culture and to take wonderful and silly pictures of the two of you to add them to the collection.
Since you hadn’t been there he had decided to take some pictures for you. He had shot everything he’d thought you would like, from sunrises to sunsets. From different kinds of food to Jimin eating the different kinds of food. He had shot the nature, the hotel rooms, his own handsome face. He’d taken photos of everything he thought you would love, so you’d have the feeling you had been there with him, without actually leaving. As fast as his feet could carry him he walked over to the front door, knocking it several times and almost destroying the doorbell with his eagerness. Not abstracted by the fact that you didn’t show up to open he grabbed his spare key and rammed it into the lock. You were probably vacuuming or something, unable to hear him over the noise.
Though when he opened the door and got inside, there was no sound at all. “______________! ______________!” He shouted, already starting up the camera inside of his hands so he could immediately dig into showing you what he’d done for you. When he looked up he saw you standing in the middle of the living room, and he squeezed his eyes when he saw the paleness of your cheeks. Unsure he stopped in his tracks, lowering the camera to smile at you. When you didn’t return his smile he became worried, perhaps he had done something wrong? He was just about to ask you when he saw your legs buckle underneath you, your eyes closing. Shocked, and not knowing what else to do, he threw the device he was holding to the side, flinching as it crashed on the floor. He plunged forward and got to you just in time to catch you inside of his arms, preventing you from hitting the ground.
He gasped when he felt your dead weight in his hold and carefully lowered you until you were laying across the tiles, brushing your hair from your eyes. His hands brushed down your body, trying to find the cause of your sudden loss of conscious. His eyes widened in worry when he felt something wet and sticky against his fingers as he rubbed them down your wrist. A strangled sound left his lips when he figured what was going on and he collapsed next to you. The sight of the blood made him feel nauseous, his stomach doing flips inside of him. Before he knew what he was doing he’d pulled his shirt over his head, using it to press down on the cuts. Tears filled his eyes because of the scene, but he blinked them away, knowing you would need him right now. And as soon as all of this was over, he would take you on the most beautiful trip you’d ever been to.
Jungkook
While pulling the hood further over his head he speed walked down the streets. Actually he’d been planning on burning some calories and paining his muscles in the gym for a few hours. Instead he was making his way towards your dorm, after having gotten a call from one of your band members who told him that you hadn’t shown up for work this morning he had immediately thought of one thing. You had overslept, it wasn’t like it was the first time you’d done that. There’d been many times he’d had to call you awake or wake you up when you stayed over at the dorm because you always attempted to sleep through your alarm clock.
Not that he could judge you, knowing how tough it was for others to wake him in the morning. Yet, he was confused by the fact that you weren’t picking up when he tried to call you. Pressing the phone against his ear another time he heard how it went over, so it definitely had to be ringing. It was impossible for you not to hear it, he had made that ringtone himself. After you had overslept for the millionth time he had decided to create a sound that would always wake you. So he had screamed something into your phone, had recorded it and had set it as his personal ringtone. Now, each time he called you, you could hear his wonderful voice blasting through the speakers. Sometimes he would call you when he was in the same room with you, just to hear it himself.
He frowned when you didn’t pick up another time and decided to give up. It was only two more minutes before he got there. Maybe you’d left your phone downstairs before going to bed last night, but that would be strange. You always texted him goodnight, you always had your phone with you, laying on the night stand. As soon as he got there he rang the bell, waiting for you to come over and open up. Though when you weren’t there after another five minutes and him murdering your doorbell, he went around the house to use the back door. He would scold you as soon as he’d gotten you out of bed. The fact that you were sleeping so deeply at this hour of the day meant that you hadn’t gone to bed at a decent hour, even though you’d known that you had an early schedule today.
He didn’t like it when you didn’t take good care of yourself. Grabbing the spare key that you had given him one day so that you wouldn’t always have to open the door for him, he opened the back door and got inside. He immediately entered in the kitchen, noticing how clean it was. It was definitely a big difference to be living together with girls or with boys. When he’d left his dorm this morning the dishes had been piling up in the sink. Blindly he made his way through the house, skipped up the stairs and marched through the hall to stop in front of the door which resembled your bedroom. He was debating if he should try the nice or the harsh technique in order to wake you and even though you had made him go through a lot of effort already, he still knocked your door softly.
“______________!” He shouted, smiling as he poked his head around the corner and stared into your bedroom. Though, when he saw you weren’t in the bed as he’d expected but you were laying on the floor, his heart rate picked up. He ran into the room, almost tripping over his own feet before he threw himself on the floor next to you, not caring about the fact that the floor was hard and cold underneath his knees. His eyes zoomed in on the blood that was spread across the carpet, his breathing fastening when he realized it was coming from your arm. Letting his gaze linger around the room as he thought of what he should do.
He could feel himself panicking, his mind turning foggy as he reached out for his phone and thought about who he should call. Namjoon would always know what he should do, but he wouldn’t be able to help you. So in the end he called an ambulance, begging them to come as fast as they could. Silently he held you in his arms, watching your pale cheeks and the soft raising and falling of your chest. Anger rushed through him as he had been unable to see this coming. Why hadn’t he noticed that something wasn’t right? There was only one reason he could think of why you’d done this and that was that he had lacked you. He hadn’t been a good boyfriend, he hadn’t been there for you when you needed him.
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BTS reacting to you self-harming during a panic attack.
pairing: bts x reader
fandom: bts
warnings: I think the title and the requests speak for themselves, so please be careful when reading.
genre: angst
a/n: as always with these requests, I’m always here to talk if you guys need anything ♥
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kim seokjin
You were different today.
The second he saw you, he realized that something was wrong. Your eyes looked puffy, your lower lip kept trembling and your voice was never quite stable. At first, he just watched you, wondered what was going on, but he didn’t say anything.
The second you apologized to go to the bathroom however, he knew something it was something more serious, especially because he could hear the water running and running without it stopping.
So he made his way from the couch over to the bathroom, knocking on the door.
“(Y/N)?” he so rarely used your first name. That alone made it clear how alarmed he was, “Open up, please.”
But there was no answer.
Luckily you hadn’t locked the door, so after knocking two more times and after hearing you sob quietly, he pushed the door open and found you sitting on the floor with a razor blade. He pretty much took a leap to get it away from you, having stopped you just in time, before you could have done serious harm to yourself.
He immediately pulled you against him, rocking your sobbing self back and forth in his arm and kissing your temple, telling you that it would be okay and that he was right here..
..that you weren’t alone.
min yoongi
Yoongi noticed right away that something was wrong.
Because he had been there and he knew the signs.
So the second you opened the door and he saw your entire body just looking.. drained, he pulled you towards him, without saying a single word.
Actions usually helped more than words in these situations, so what he did was hold you most of the day, not letting you out of his sight.
Not until you excused yourself because you needed to go to the toilet.
But he knew that excuse.
And so he followed you, standing on the other side of the door and opening up as soon as he heard you cry.
You didn’t even get to the cutting part, because he instantly ripped the blade out of your hand.
“I’m so sorry,” you cried, saying it over and over again.
“There’s nothing to be sorry for, (Y/N),” he kissed your head as he pulled you towards him again, “We’ll get through this.. together.”
jung hoseok
He hadn’t had a lot of experience when it comes to panic attacks and self-harming, but he wanted to be there for you.
So when you had called Hoseok and asked whether he could come by, he instantly did so, because he could feel that you needed him.
However, you didn’t even open the front door for him.
That’s how he knew something was wrong.
He pulled out the spare key you had given him a while ago and opened up as quickly as he could, rushing through the entire apartment until he found you sitting on your bed.
His eyes widened at what he saw in front of him and he instantly grabbed tissues and wet cloths to stop the bleeding. It wasn’t life threatening, at least not from what he could tell, but it still broke his heart.
“(Y/N),” he almost sobbed himself, making you look at him, “I’m sorry.. I’m sorry I wasn’t here to prevent it..”
But he couldn’t have..
..you were just glad that he was here now and that you wouldn’t have to be alone afterwards. That you knew you had someone by your side that would tell you things would be okay and that he was there if you needed him..
kim namjoon
When he first found out about your problems, he did everything in his powers to learn about how to help you, as your partner.
He researched, he asked, he made sure that in the worst case scenario, he knew what to do.
And even though Namjoon hoped it would never come to that, it did.
One event followed the other and you were soon sitting on the kitchen floor with a full panic attack, crying and shaking, doing things that you normally wouldn’t do if you were in your right state of mind.
And just when you wanted to grab the knife, he ran into the kitchen and snatched it away from you, wrapping you up in an embrace instead.
Because no matter the amount of research he had done, he realized everyone was different.
He had to learn how to help you from experience. He had to ask you what you needed and what you wanted from him. Because you were the only one that could tell him that.
But he would do whatever was necessary.
He would be by your side through it all and he would help you with everything.
“I love you,” he whispered against your temple, “I’ll always love you..”
park jimin
He wanted you to be okay and to be happy, but he just didn’t know how he could help.
Most of the time, he felt like crying himself, but forced himself to be strong.
But when you locked yourself away one day and he heard you crying, it was like every part of him that had been overwhelmed before suddenly got replaced by something else. Never had he ran so quickly, never had he searched for the spare key to the bathroom this quickly and never had he been by your side so quickly.
He still didn’t know what to do, but his gut did.
First and foremost, he took the razor blade out of your hand and threw it to the other side of the room, then he grabbed a towel and pressed it onto your arms, before he wrapped his arms around you.
He didn’t cry.. not yet, at least.
Because right now, he needed to be there for you.
But when he had finally tucked you in and was sure you were sleeping and not just pretending, he washed the bloody towel out in the bathroom and broke down himself.
Because he just didn’t know how to make it better.
And he just loved you so much.. so all he wanted was for you to be okay again.
kim taehyung
“Are you okay?” he knew what your answer would be. He knew that you were going to lie and say you were okay, when you clearly weren’t.
You faked a smile and looked up at him, “Of course I am.”
See, there it was.
Something must have happened today. Something that threw you back onto that dark track that Taehyung had been trying to pull you away from for so long. He didn’t know what it was, but right now he didn’t have to.
All he could do now, was be there and hope you would come to him for comfort.
But the comfort you were seeking wasn’t the arms of your boyfriend, unfortunately.
Because an hour later, he found you standing in front of the bathroom mirror and taking out some razor blades.
He instantly grabbed them and looked you dead in the eye.
“I.. I wasn’t..-”
But he didn’t have it in him to scold you, because that would not work in a situation like that. Instead, he pulled you towards him, hugging you as tightly as he could.
“(Y/N), I need you to talk to me, or I can’t help you..”
You knew that.. but sometimes talking was the hardest thing in the world.
jeon jeongguk
Was as lost as Jimin was.
He loved you. Unconditionally. And he would never leave you alone in times like these, just because he was overwhelmed with the situation. But he also didn’t know how to help you.
He hadn’t expected to find you sitting on the kitchen floor one day, with a knife in your hand. He hadn’t expected you to look up at him with hooded eyes and he hadn’t expected to cry then.
You wouldn’t die from it, he knew that you had done this to self-harm yourself, not to kill yourself, but it was still horrible.
“I don’t know how to help, (Y/N),” he sobbed, pressing a cloth against your arm, “Tell me what I can do to help, I’m begging you..”
But he didn’t even realize how much he was already helping.
You had been alone before he had entered your life.
The fact that someone was sitting in front of you, crying because of what you had done, showed you that you were important. That you had someone by your side and that you weren’t alone anymore.
That alone was helping.
— BTS Reactions – You Self Harm Warning – May be…
BTS Reactions – You Self Harm
Warning – May be upsetting to some readers
You jump as you hear the front door shut – he’s home early from work. Quickly you wrap up your wrist before he can see, and kick the first aid box under the bed. You’re not ready to tell him yet. You exit your bedroom, and find him standing right in front of your door. Behind your back, you pull your sleeves down, hoping he didn’t see. He did. He also saw the trickle of blood from where you didn’t quite patch it up fully.
Jin
“Do you want to tell me why I’m seeing what I’m seeing?” Jin asks you in an indecipherable tone. He looks into your eyes with a swirl of emotion, and it makes you panic. Jin has always been easy to read. Usually you’re able to see what he wants to hear, but not now. You decide to lie, and tell him that you tripped over when you were outside for some air,
“Please don’t lie to me jagiya. I’m not stupid,” He tells you, almost whispering as he takes your hand and leads you over to your bed. You sit down as he kneels down to fish the first aid box out from under it. When he fins it, he sits beside you and holds his hand out for your wrist. Hesitantly, you give him your arm. A frown forms on his forehead as he rolls your sleeve up and sets about bandaging it up properly for you. After he’s finished, he packs up slowly, before turning to you again and saying, “I love you so much. I know things can be hard, but you need to promise me that this won’t be how you deal with it in the future. It’s not good, and it won’t make things better. Things get better by talking to people, even if it seems scary. I want you to try that the next time you feel like this.”
Yoongi
Before you have time to breath, Yoongi’s got you in his arms like a bride and he’s taking you to the bed. He softly lays you down and starts kissing over your cheek, below your ear, across your collar bones and down your arms. You can feel his tears dampen your skin, but when you ask him about it, he shakes his head, insisting that he isn’t crying. His lips find scars up your arms that he never noticed before, and he lets out a full sob when he feels them. After he’s finished kissing over every last one of your scars, he collapses on top of you, and finally lets his tears flow freely,
“I w-wish you would’ve to-told m-me,” He whimpers as you wrap your arms around one another, now both of you letting your sadness out. He calms down first, and shifts the position so that he’s the one holding you. Yoongi cradles you close to his chest and rocks you slowly, occasionally leaving a soft kiss on your forehead, or wiping the tears away. The two of you spend the night like that, entangled with the other, wishing that life wasn’t so complicated. However, in this situation, you feel hope bloom – hope that one day, it won’t be.
Hoseok
Hoseok takes one look at your wrist and has to start biting back tears. Trying his best to stay strong for you, he turns around, gesturing for you to get on his back. When you oblige, he tucks his hands under your thighs and walks you to the kitchen, where he puts some water on to boil. He sets you down on the counter and stands between your legs, gazing up at you with adoration, concern and a mix of everything else. You lean down to kiss him, but he has to keep it short and sweet, due to the boiling water being ready. Two minutes later, you both have a cup of hot chocolate and your smiling at each other as you sip it,
“I’ll come too!” Becomes Hoseok’s most used phrase in the following days, as he straight up refuses to leave your side. You don’t mind though, as his constant hand holding and flow of kisses and cuddles is a huge boost for you. Although he sometimes looks at you like a wounded puppy, it always goes away when you smile at him. Hoseok is like you’re rock as you begin to recover – he never fails or falters in his new found routine od being attached to your hip. After not so long, you forget why you ever worried about telling him.
Namjoon
You see Namjoon’s eyes flash down to your wrist and you have no time to react before he’s inside your room, tearing it apart, searching for something. You start yelling, begging him to stop as he picks up your mattress and throws it to the side, finally finding what he was searching for – a small box of blades that you keep. In an instant, he’s by the open window and he’s thrown them out of it, slamming the window closed after him. Then he’s turned in your direction, and has you wrapped in a hug so tight that you find breathing difficult. You can feel his ragged breath against your neck as he speaks ,
“Please don’t do this to yourself. I’m sorry for reacting so badly, but I’m just scared for you. You know I can’t live without you, right?” He asks, pulling back to look at you. He wipes your tears gently, “I’m taking the next three weeks off work. I can do a bit of it here, and just catch up later. My baby needs help, and I’m going to give it to her,” Leaning down slightly, he captures you in a sweet kiss that puts you on cloud nine. Namjoon wants to help you, and you want to let him, so you kiss back just as passionately, hoping he gets the message.
Jimin
Jimin’s smile falls instantly when he sees your wrist. His hand shakes as he reaches out to tuck your hair behind your ear, like he’s afraid you’ll shatter if he touches you. His bottom lip begins to quiver as he slowly puts his arms around your shoulders, gently pulling you closer to him. His entire body shakes like a cold wind just blew through the house and down his spine. You can almost read his thoughts from his face – he’s disappointed in himself for not noticing this sooner,
“I’m so sorry,” He whispers to you later that night, as he’s positioning you on his chest, playing with your hair, “I’m sorry that I didn’t know. If I did, maybe I could’ve helped you before you did this to yourself. Maybe we could’ve put some things in place before it got this far. I’m sorry that I was so wrapped up in my own life that I didn’t stop to realise how often you got hurt. I’m sorry,” Jimin’s voice breaks into a whisper towards the end. You promise in yourself in that moment that you’ll stop as soon as you can, because seeing your boyfriend like this tears you apart in the worse way. You want to get better. Not just for yourself, but for him too.
Taehyung
Taehyung reaches a hand up to the side of your face, and looks at you with such worry in his eyes that you feel it. He gently rubs his thumb over your cheek as he leans down to kiss you lightly. You barely hear him whisper to you, asking if you want to talk about it. When you shake your head slightly, he doesn’t press the matter. Instead, he just picks you up by your thighs, wrapping them around his waist. You bury your head in his neck as he carries you to the couch for cuddles,
“Why didn’t you tell me?” He asks you hours later, his deep voice raspy with sleep. You explain that you thought he’d hate you for it, but Taehyung quickly corrects you, reminding you that he’s in love with you. Although he wishes so badly that you didn’t, he doesn’t have any less love for you knowing that you did it. His arms tighten around you momentarily before he asks his next question – he wants you to throw out your blades away. You bite your lip as you deliberate this, and suddenly his lips are against you, claiming you entirely. He mumbles that he won’t make you do anything, and you can think about it. It’s at this precise moment that you realise how much this man loves and supports you.
Jungkook
At first, Jungkook doesn’t quite understand. He just stands in front of you, staring at the trail of red coming down your hand. He’s barely aware of the time passing as he tries to put it all together. You don’t know what to do, but you can tell when he realises what’s going on, because a tear escapes from his eye, and runs down his face. He can feel his chest constricting the moment that he realises what this means. You’re hurting yourself. He blames himself for not being around to stop it. He wants to say something, but he can’t find any words to express what he wants to say. He just grabs you and pulls you into his chest, hoping that gets his point across.
An hour later, you’re both laid on the bed. Jungkook’s laying between your legs with his head on your stomach and his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. You’re running your fingers through his hair and he’s telling you about how much he loves you, and how he never wants you to feel that low. In the following hours, he promises to always be around. He promises that you can trust him, and you really can talk to him, even if you might forget that sometimes.
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Your Kpop Heaven // BTS reaction when they see your self-harm scars
Anonymous said: How do you think they would react when they see their gf’s scars from harming, I know it’s a serious thing but I’m just curious, if you don’t want to do this one I completely understand.
How would BTS react when they saw some older self-harm scars on their gf body and when they confront her about it, she tells them not to worry ‘cause they’re the reason she got strength to stop cutting? Sorry if it doesn’t make sense or it’s too dark
Is there a possibility that you can make a reaction from bts to seeing your scars or bruises from harming only if you’re okay with this. :**
Okay, I have been waiting for more requests on this topic before deciding whether I should or shouldn’t make a reaction post about this, because I know that it is a sensitive topic for some people. I tried to incorporate as much as I could from each request, and I do ask you to forgive me if I did not remain 100% loyal to every request, but I did not want to seem repetitive.
Before you continue, I want to firstly WARN that this could be triggering for some people, so please do not read if you are afraid this might trigger you. However, I want to say, right here and now, that my ask box is open for you guys to talk to me (either on anon or not) if you ever have any troubles you just need to vent out. I promise I will get back to you as soon as I can. Whenever you guys feel the need to self-harm, message me, and I will give you one reason why you shouldn’t do it. If you have problems at home, with friends, with boys, or school, anything you need to speak about, complain about, vent, just come to me. You are not alone, okay? Never. I am here for you, even if I don’t know who you are. I care. I love you. Okay? Now that has been said, please enjoy my reaction scenario!
Jin: He wouldn’t be one to hesitate. He would see them one day, as you reached over him to grab something, and would stop you, wrapping his large hands around your wrist. You’d sigh deeply, knowing you’d been caught, and would now have to give some explanations.
“What is this Y/N?” He’d ask, using his eomma tone with you as he stared straight into your eyes, but you could tell deep down he was panicking.
“Scars” You replied sassily, but your voice was an octave higher, giving away your nervousness.
“I can see that. I mean: why are they on your arms?” He demanded, equally sassily. You rolled your eyes at him, and sighed, trying to keep your cool.
“I used to self-harm, as you can see. I haven’t done it for years, but back then I had a rough time. Things piled up, and this was the only way I could relieve stress… Eventually I couldn’t stop, until I came across something that made me feel whole again.” You told him, tears beginning to well up in your eyes. His expression softened.
“What helped you stop jagi?” He asked you in a whisper, his thumb rubbing circles into your skin, not breaking eye contact.
“You did. Your music. You gave me strength, I know it sounds cliché but I fell for your voice before I even knew what you looked like, and watching your videos made me smile, and soon I found myself running to my laptop whenever I was sad, and my razors were long forgotten…” You confessed, your voice barely above a whisper, as you looked down at your thumbs twiddling with each other. He gasped, tears taking over his eyes, rolling down his smooth cheeks, as he wraps his arms tightly around you.
“I love you jagi. I love you so much. I’m glad I helped you through your darkest times, but I promise you, now that you are with me, I will never let you hurt like this again. I promise you” He would say, his voice shaky from the tears, as he kissed the top of your head, and you sighed happily in his arms, feeling safe.
Jimin: You wanted him, God you wanted him. That little shit drove you crazy with his smirks, and his smiles and those stupidly sexy dance moves, and you knew he felt the same way about you, and was silently getting frustrated with the lack of intimacy in your relationship. It had been 5 months already, and he hadn’t gotten past making out. You knew the guys had been teasing him about it, but he never, not once, mentioned it to you, for he respected your wishes more than he respected his pride, or his own desires.
How could you tell him though, that the reason you didn’t want to get physical with him yet was the fact that you had scars down your hips from all your past painful experiences? You were embarrassed and ashamed, and you didn’t want him to see them.
One night, you were on the couch, watching movies with Jimin, when the rest of the guys decided to go out for the night, leaving you two alone for a long period of time. You saw the sly wink Hoseok sent in Jimin’s direction before closing the door behind them. You felt sorry for your boyfriend, you saw his sad expression before he turned to look at you, changing it for a cheesy smile.
“I’m sorry” you told him, looking down at your lap. He looked at you confused, cocking his head to the side.
“Why?” He asked innocently, and you sighed deeply.
“For this. The lack of intimacy. I know it frustrates you, but I just can’t take my clothes off in front of you, I don’t want to disgust you” You told him, tears welling up in your eyes.
“Why would you ever disgust me?” He asked you, his voice soft, and you could tell he was sad both because you were crying, and also because he could not comprehend how you could ever think he would ever be disgusted by you. You sighed, ‘it’s now or never’ you thought, and began to take your top and skirt off. You chuckled at Jimin’s reaction, his eyes growing wide, his cheeks tinted pink, and his mouth hanging open as he clearly wondered if this was actually happening. You could see he was growing hungry for you.
You stopped once you were in your underwear, and ran your hands along your hips, pointing out all your little scars, and that’s when he noticed them. He stared at them for a couple of seconds, before he too, stood up from the sofa. He walked towards you, and put a hand on either side of your hips.
“Y/N, I don’t understand how you could ever think you are disgusting. All those scars prove is that you have healed, that you were brave enough to fight a battle and win it, those are not just scars, they are your tiger stripes, your warrior marks, and they make you more beautiful than before in my eyes. Now I can see how truly strong you are, and I admire you more than I did before. If you don’t want to get intimate like that with me, I understand, but don’t let these little marks stop you from thinking you are appealing, because right now, I have never seen anyone more beautiful and sexy in my life.” He told you, staring you down, biting his lips as he took in every inch of your body, and you felt your body burst into flames as he crashed his lips onto yours.
Let’s just say when the guys came back, they no longer had a reason to tease Jimin.
J Hope: You and Hoseok were cuddling on the couch, watching yet another romantic comedy, and munching down on your third bowl of popcorn of the night, truly enjoying one of the rare days off your boyfriend had. It was now mid-January, the wind was howling outside, the sky was the deepest blue your eyes had ever seen, and you had a thick fluffy blanket covering your onesie-clad bodies.
You were enjoying your night, laughing at all the right moments, crying with the characters, Hoseok’s arms around you the whole time, could things get better? No, but they could get worse. Somehow, feeding each other bits of pop-corn had somehow ended with a tickle war, and you were clearly losing. You squealed in delight as he tickled your sides, but you struggled to fight back and tickle him. He grabbed your arms and placed them above your head, but as he did so, his hand accidentally slid your sleeve up, revealing the multiple pink and red slashes, almost healed, on your skin.
You felt tears forming in your eyes, as you embarrassingly pulled at your sleeve, and tried to turn away from Hoseok, although his body kept you pinned down onto the sofa. He was sad, incredibly sad.
“Why?” He breathed out, and you could see in his eyes he was devastated. You cried even harder, too upset to think, you just pushed and pulled trying to get away. He held you down, and grabbed your face with one hand, making you look at him.
“Why Y/N?” he asked you, and though you couldn’t fully make out his face anymore due to the blurred vision your tears caused, you knew he left no room for argument.
“Life before you was Hell. I suffer from anxiety, it comes and goes, depending on how stressed I am. I couldn’t handle it, I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t function. I felt like life had lost all meaning and doing this was the only thing that distracted me from the pain.” You told him honestly, your scars now itching from being mentioned. You saw one lonely tear roll down his face.
“What happened?” He asked, and though his question made little sense out of context, you knew he was speaking about the age of those scars, clearly not recent although they still managed to look painful.
“I met you. I stopped about 3 months ago, because I found something that gave me strength, and gave me hope. That was you Hobi, You were my hope” you told him with a smile, and he grinned at you, hearing his own little chant bounced back at him, and only then realizing how true it was. He kissed his way up your arm, starting from your wrist, up to your inner elbow… up your arm… to your shoulder and collarbones… and your neck, until he finally reached your lips.
“Let me always be your hope then” He told you, avoiding mentioning your scars after that, for he understood they were something you didn’t feel comfortable with, but letting you know from then on you could always count on him whenever you needed someone to cry on.
Jungkook: He noticed the bruises on your arms one day, as he was caressing your skin while you just lounged about in his dorm, and he questioned about it, but you brushed it off, saying you had hit yourself while cleaning out your house. He thought nothing of it at first, but then he started seeing more and more turn up, tinting your body, turning it black, blue, green and yellow. They were all over, invading your skin little by little, and every time, you had an excuse, a story. He was lost, he didn’t know what to do, he tried talking to you about it, but you just brushed it off, claiming to be clumsy. Not even Namjoon was that clumsy.
It wasn’t until he saw your knuckles split, bleeding profusely, that he decided to confront you straight on. You could see his face was contorted in pain, and he was a little scared, and a little worried, he wasn’t old enough yet to know how to proceed in a situation like this, but he did know he cared about you, and he was worried for your well-being, and he wouldn’t allow this reckless behavior to continue any longer.
“Y/N this needs to stop” he spoke firmly, but his eyes told you how worried he was. He studied your face, as you grabbed your hands, and looked away. He took one of your hands in his, and gingerly kissed your knuckles.
“Why? Why do you do this to yourself” He asked, and suddenly he looked just like a child to you, asking you why Santa isn’t real.
“I don’t know what else to do. I hate myself, everything about me. I feel like I am not good enough for you, and when I do this, for a while, I forget the pain inside. But then it comes back, and I have to keep doing it so I can feel like a normal person for a while” you told him, trying to reason with him, explaining why you did the things you did, but you knew he wouldn’t understand, no one ever does until they are in your same position.
“It hurts me, when you hurt yourself. It breaks my heart. You shouldn’t feel this way… Please jagi, please, the next time you feel the need to do this, come to me instead. I promise I will distract you, I will try my hardest to make you happy. I will kiss away the pain. Let me guide you, let me be your strength when you feel weak.” He told you, grabbing your hands a little tighter, and you nodded, feeling the tears rolling free down your cheeks, you sighed, and clung onto him, as you cried your heart out, with his strong arms wrapped around your frame. You knew then, that he would be your guardian angel, he would be there for you when you felt lower than dirt, he would pick you up, and he would put you back together. He was already starting to glue back the broken pieces of your soul.
Rap Monster: He saw the fresh slashes on your arms, and he went ballistic. You hadn’t expected him to come home early, so you just strolled around the living room in one of his t-shirts, and some shorts, leaving your forearms exposed, the scabs slowly forming over the cuts. You jumped when you heard Namjoon’s voice call your name, only a couple of meters away from you. You considered making a run for your room, to grab one of his hoodies, but you knew you just didn’t have enough time. You cringed as he approached you, grabbing onto your arm without noticing the cuts. It stung.
He noticed the change in your body language, and spun you around, loosening his grip on your arm, but still holding onto it. He stared at your forearm, and then looked at you, his eyes dark.
“Why?” He asked you sternly, you couldn’t help but look away. You knew you had done wrong. You had promised him you had stopped cutting, you had told him you had thrown away all your razors. But you lied, and that was what hurt him most. The last time you had cut, Namjoon had burst through your door at 4 am, crying his heart out as he held your almost limp body, surrounded by blood on your bathroom floor. He had called an ambulance, gone to hospital with you, and spent the night by your side, waiting for you to regain consciousness. The experience had broken him, he had never been so terrified in his whole life. He thought he would lose you that night, and made you promise never to do it again.
“You promised me Y/N” He would say, raising his voice, but you could see he was holding back tears. His face was the pure picture of betrayal.
“I’m sorry… I just couldn’t…” You replied weakly, your voice barely above a whisper. He tugged you towards the bathroom, ordered you to give him all your razors and sharp objects, and threw them all away angrily. It was then that he found your laptop, open on a website dedicated specifically to bash you and hate on you for dating Namjoon. His heart broke. He closed the page, and closed your laptop.
“You listen to me here Y/N : I don’t care what those girls who call themselves my fans say about you, I love you, everything about you. I love the way you are, scars and all. I love your imperfections, because they make you who you are, and that to me is perfection. So don’t EVER hurt yourself like this again, you hear me? NEVER AGAIN. I can’t bear to lose you Y/N… Not you.” He told you, falling to his knees and wrapping his arms against your stomach, and this time, for sure, you promised him you would never hurt yourself again.
That night, while you were asleep beside him, he recorded a short video for his fans, which he later uploaded on YouTube, and let’s just say the fans never hated on you again.
Suga: The second his eyes landed upon your sweater-covered figure, he had fallen for you. He couldn’t explain how or why, but as you sat down a few tables away from him at the coffee shop, he felt a pull towards you. He stood up, ignoring his friends’ questions and calls, and walked in your direction, stopping right in front of you. You looked up from the menu, slightly surprised by his presence, and the moment your eyes met his, it was like the world had disappeared.
You met a couple more times, at the same café, always at the same table, and talked about everything you could possibly imagine, from your dreams and aspirations, to your favorite characters in movies, to why you believed aliens wouldn’t even bother coming down to Earth to conquer us. It had been three weeks already, and the owner of the café had already grown to love you both, gifting you with free snacks every now and again as he brought your usual orders.
“You look beautiful today Y/N” He told you honestly, his face turning red.
“Thank you Yoongi…” You replied shyly, looking down at your lap as you blushed. You lifted your arm up to remove a strand of hair from your face and gently place it behind your ear. You didn’t calculate your movements enough, and your sweater fell prey to gravity, sliding down your arm, revealing the red slashes on your wrist. He gasped. You hurriedly brought your arm down and pulled the sleeve as far as you could. He grabbed your arm, and pulled it towards him.
“Y/N…” He called you, eyes growing sad as he pulled your sleeve up. He looked at your scars and noticed that although they weren’t fully healed, they weren’t too recent.
“I’ve stopped” you mumbled, not wanting to meet his gaze in fear that he was judging you.
“How long has it been since…” His voice trailed, breaking slightly as he carefully ran his index finger along the cuts.
“Three weeks” You replied, this time meeting his eyes so he could see how honest your reply was. He felt tears begin to form in his eyes as he took in this new piece of information, and smiled at you, before leaning down to place gentle kisses on your arms.
“Let’s make sure it never happens again okay?… I-… I love you” He whispered, a single tear falling on your arm, and you leaned forward over the table, gently placing your lips on his.
“I love you too”.
V: You had been with Taehyung two months now, and you had both grown really close. You loved each other, you did everything together, everyone called you a pack, the dynamic duo. You played along with his crazy ideas, making sure that he didn’t get hurt whenever he took them a little too far. You had cuddled, kissed, made out, but you had never taken it further. Whenever things got heated, you stopped, and he understood, choosing to cuddle instead. You loved that about him, he understood the boundaries and never questioned them.
You wanted him, you really did, and you felt bad for pushing him away every time, but you couldn’t bear with the embarrassment that you’d have to face once he saw your naked body. You ran your hand over your skinny jeans, and sighed heavily.
“Why do you never wear skirts?” He’d ask you one hot summer night as you cuddled in bed with him. You shifted uncomfortably, and he dropped the topic. You bit your lip.
“Okay, I am done with hiding.” You told him bravely, as you stood up from the bed. He looked at you with confused eyes, as you took a deep breath, and began undoing the button and zipper of your jeans. You almost laughed at his expression, pleased, shocked, slightly horny but mainly confused. Without straightening your body out, you slid the legs of the trousers down, off your feet and down to the floor, and with an even deeper breath, stood up. His eyes raked over your body, unsure of where to look at first, until they landed on the series of deep scratches on your inner thighs.
“This is why” You told him, pointing towards your thighs. You closed your eyes in embarrassment, waiting for a comment, a movement, any type of reaction that would show your boyfriend’s disapproval, but it never came. Instead, you felt Tae’s lips placed softly on your legs. You blushed at the notion, and briefly considered pushing him away in embarrassment, but you stopped yourself. Once he was done kissing each and every one of your scars, he looked up at you with those huge beautiful eyes of his.
“Don’t be embarrassed by these, they are just another feature of yours, just like your eyes, or your beautiful smile. They are part of you, and I love you, all of you. Just please never hurt yourself again, please?” He would beg, holding onto your waist, like a child. You’d smile, for the first time in a long time you felt beautiful, and you felt confident even if you were half naked.
“I haven’t done it in two months Tae, ever since I met you. You give me strength.” You whispered, and he grinned at you, that stupid, huge, yet loveable grin of his that made the hearts of girls all over the world melt.
“Then I’ll stay around forever, to make sure you never feel the need to do this again.” He told you, and he kissed you again, slowly startling a trail of kisses up your thighs, along your stomach, and back up to your mouth.
— BTS reaction when they see their gf is…
anon: we got the BTS Reaction of when they found out that their GF struggling with self harm but can we get one when they walk in a room and see them cutting themselves
Trigger warning: mention of self harm
BTS reaction to conffesion about struggling with self-harm
Tbh I’ve never do things like cutting myself or something similiar so requests like this are somehow hard for me. I don’t want any one to be hurt because of things which I write. So please don’t take it too deeply and if someone have any contraindications let me know. I hope that people who are struggling with self-harming will find happines in their lifes and stop doing this. ;-;
Jin
He saw your scars on your wirst 2 weeks ago but when he asked you about this you told him that you stopped huring yourself. Still he was worried and thinking about you all day. When he backed from shopping, he saw that scissors are missing. Black thoughts show up in his mind. He started to looking for you to find his love in bath looking at this scissors. He came in time before you did something to yourself. When you saw him you started to crying. Jin came to you, kissed your forehead and hug you tight. He gave you to cry in his shoulders how much you want. Single tear fall from his eyes too. He would try to convince you how special you’re and give you some self-confidence
“I love you jagi. You’re the most precious, beautiful and kind-hearted person that I know. You don’t deserve to do this to you. Next time please come to me”
Yoongi
View of blood in kitchen made his heart stopped. He would find you in the corner of your room, making more cuts on your wirts. Yoongi would yell your name and come to you to take from you knife and take you to bathroom to take care of your cuts. He wouldn’t say anything which make you even more crying, you wanted him to yell at you or make a big deal of this. The truth is that he was lost in his mind. He felt frustrated, hurt, angry, shattered in same time. The only thing that he was sure then its that he need to help you and watch you carefuly.
“If you will feel like doing this again, please at first call to me. Don’t do this again, Y/n. I’m begging you.”
Hoseok
When you don’t pick up the phone and you don’t answer to his messages he started to have bad minds. He knew that you used to self-harm. Hobi rush to your apartament. When he walk into bathroom seeing you with knife, he would quickly take it from you and started to crying. JHope would hug you to comfort you and him at the same time. His tears don’t want to stop. He would stay like this with you till both of you will be more calm. After that you two will have long and full of tears conversation. Hobi would take everything deeply to his heart and still thinking that it’s his fault that he doesn’t notice how much pain you are hiding.
“Why are you doing this to me? And to you? What did I do wrong? How can I help you? Please, say something to me! Y/n, I love you so much.”
Namjoon
Problems in shool, with parents, fans, friends. It was enought for you. You wanted to de-stress. After school you took your razor and go to the bathroom with tears slowly falling from your eyes. Namjoon was in your apartment and you didn’t notice him. He take your wirst before you even get to bathroom. Pain was painted on his face. He took you to bedroom and start a serious talk with you. Tears don’t want to stop falling so he hug you, trying to wipe your eyes and comforts you. He was talking with the most soft voice ever. He wanted to know why you didn’t tell him about your problems and minds. Jonnie want you to know that you don’t have to deal with everything alone.
“I know that sometimes life is giving us a lot of pain. But around you are people who loves you and want to help you. You have me. You’re not alone, Y/n”.
Jimin
You were receiving hate messages from Jimins’ “fans”. Jimin thought that he dump every letter before you can notice. His bad. You saw some of them and it depressed you. “Why he choose you? You’re nothing. He deserve someone better. You should die!” It was enough. In past you had a problem with self harming and now you feel like you need this. Jimin come back home earlier to make a surprise for you. But when he hear that you’re crying and letters on the table, he quickly reach to the bathroom and took razor blade from you. Fear in his eyes and the worst scenarios in his head. He don’t want to lose you. He would assure you in this and would make steps to stop your self harmig once and forever. Jimin would also try to do everything to his fans stop hating you and sending you this hate letters.
“I can’t lose you okay? You are important. You’re mine, Y/n. We’ll go through this together. You’re strong and I know that you can stop yourself from self-harming.”
Taehyung
Weirdo Tae would disappear and serious Taehyung will show. Seeing your wirst all in blood and you with a razor would make him in daze. Quickly taking razor from you, take charge of you and your new sores. You were crying the whole time. When Tae finished and turn to you, you could see how worried he is and dissapointed. He was dissapointed but in him. He didn’t notice anything and when he was all happy and bubbly, you suffered with problems. He wanted to make sure that you’ll talk to him next time and give you small talk about how you can lean on him and that he is always here for you.
“What’ll you do if you’ll see me in the same situantion? Maybe you want me to do this with you? I know that you don’t want to. So please don’t do this to yourslef anymore. I’m here for you.”
Jungkook
He would feel lost. First of all like everyone would take sharp thing away from you. Second-take care of your cuts. He wanted to talk with you about this but not knowing how to begin this. Jungkookie would kiss your old scars and new cuts maybe wondering that they’ll disappear. When you felt asleep he would go to the salon and give his feelings to get out. He may be softly cry but not to much. Like sobbing. It would be take him a while to pick up the pieces of his broken heart. Next day in your kitchen, bathroom-anywhere, won’t be anything sharp for your safety. He would try to talk with you the best how he can and comforts you.
“Why do you do this to yourself? It hurts me when I see you in pain and yesterday I felt like dying from worring about you.I love you, Y/n. Please don’t do this to yourself anymore.”
Jimin is Jungshook Over Literal Bae — BTS Reacts to You Cutting Yourself
Hey guys! What’s up? This is just a quick post while I’m on my lunch break so I won’t say much here. I might post again after I finish at 3 pm. As always, please feel free to send me any requests you might have! I love writing what you guys want to see! Lets get into this, shall we?
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@zodiacloversworld: Hello can you do a bts reaction self harming one like the one with got7 i relly liked it but i understand if you dont wannt to love you ❤️
1. Jin
Jin is concerned but doesn’t know how to express that concern. He doesn’t like the idea of your being hurt. He also tends to be sensetive to the emotions of those around him. You’ve alwayas noticed that Jin was intune with your emotions, always knowing how to make you feel better or make you laugh when you have a bad day.
“Why don’t we go out for dinner tonight?” Jin suggests, holding up his hand to attempt to silence an obnoxiously screeching Jungkook in the background. He’ll do whatever it takes to keep you from feeling that sad again.
2. Suga
More than anyone, Yoongi relates to you. Through his music, he often refers to you. Through his music, he often refers to his own depression. He understands that struggle and the pain you go through. That being said, he is also all about working to be a better person even if it’s just a little at a time. He’ll never breach the topic without your consent though.
“How are you feeling today?” Yoongi hugs your from behind, his chin resting on the top of your head. He can tell you’re have a bad day today and wants to make it a little better.
3. J-Hope
Hobi is heartbroken. The amount of pain it causes you shatters him. he’s someone who has a very hard time hiding his emotions but he’ll do his best to keep up a happy expresison. He’s someone who will, at some point, ask you about it.
“Hi Jagi! I was wondering if you could look after Mickey for a couple of days for me?” Hoseok knows that Mickey always manages to make you smile and he hopes that it’ll keep you happy for then next couple of days while he’s gone.
4. RM
Namjoon’s personality falls a little more on the intellectual spectrum than the emotional one, which makes him a good leader. He may not notice at first due to his ability to be oblivious on occasion. When he begins to notice, he would be the type to try to talke you into seeing a therapist. This is not because he thinks you’re broken or need to be fixed, but because he believe in the expression of negative emotions.
“I know there are some things you won’t feel comfortable speaking to me about,” Namjoon softly tucks you hair behind your ear,“ But you can’t keep them in forever. It’s only going to hurt you in the long run.”
5. Jimin
Jimin is someone else who is heartbroken. More than anyone, he’s sensative to the emotions of the people close to him. He’s basically the human equivalent of a soft fluff ball. He would know you’re hurting but he may not know to what extent. When he learns about the the cutting, he’ll probably cry. He can’t really control how he expresses his emotions. He would probably blame himself as he feels he is not stron enough to help you.
“I’m sorry, Jagi,” Jimin can’t stop the tears trailing down his cheeks,“ I really shouldn’t be the one crying right now.”
6. V
Tae is someone else who may not notice the extent of your pain. Once he does, he becomes intune with your emotions and does his best to negate your negative emotions. Sometimes, it feels like he has the randomest ideas because it will be a phone call or text at an odd time with some crazy idea.
“So, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the new puppy cafe that opened up,” Tae’s head is in your lap as your fingers stroke through his hair. His voice is a low murmur,“ I hope Tannie doesn’t get jealous.”
7. Jungkook
Jungkook is the other one I think would end up crying. His band members have stated that the times they’ve seen him cry the most have been when his members are struggling. Your struggles would be the same for him. He would cry but he would then try to find a way to help. He’ll do whatever it takes to make this easier for you.
“What do you need me to do to help? What will make this easier for you?” Jungkook almost appears lost, like he’s not quite sure how he should handle this situation.
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BTS Reaction: You Cut Your Hair Short
Jin:
As soon as he first saw you with your new haircut his was breath was taken away, he loved the new you with a shorter do that you felt more comfortable with.”
“You look so hot and sexy,” he smiled, taking in the wide grin on your face. “Best of all I can tell you love it.”
“I do,” you replied, “it’s going to take a bit of getting used to, but it just makes me feel a lot sexier, you’re right, like I can take on the world.”
He proudly hugged you close, “that’s the best thing I’ve heard you say in a long time, as long as you’re comfortable in your own skin, that’s what matters.”
“I certainly am now.”
“Good, because you look amazing!”
Yoongi:
When you walked into the room he hadn’t even noticed the difference despite the fact you sat right in front of him, flicking your hair out to catch his attention.
“Can you seriously see that nothing has changed about me?” You sighed, “Yoongi I cut my hair, surely you can see that.”
“I can now you’ve pointed it out,” he chuckled, “sorry sweetheart, it just suits you so much I didn’t realise, it looks nice.”
He brought you closer getting a better look. “I was thinking about doing it for a while, but today I just decided, why not? Before I could change my mind.”
“You made a good choice, it looks lovely.”
“Thank you, I’m glad you noticed it, eventually.”
Hoseok:
It took him a while to adapt to your new hair, at night when he slept, he was used to running his hands through your hair to relax himself.
“It feels strange, I’m reaching out, but all I feel is air,” he chuckled, tugging lightly at the ends of your new do. “That’s a downside.”
“I’ll find you something new to play with, aside from that do you like it?” You asked him, turning to look at his sleepy expression.
He nodded slowly, “it’s a change, but it does look nice, I’m just going to miss being able to play with your locks.”
“It will all grow back eventually for you to play with.”
“Don’t do it for me, do it for you.”
Namjoon:
His eyes were quick to notice the change in style when he saw you for the first time, coming home from a long day at the studio, greeted by your smile.
“Your hair has changed,” he commented, stating the obvious. “I didn’t realise you were planning on cutting it, when did you do that?”
“It was kind of impulse, kind of pressure from the stylist, she thought it would be good to try something new,” you smiled, glancing at your reflection.
He nodded, taking it all in, “I think it’s an excellent change, short hair really suits you, well all hair really suits you, you’re perfect.”
“That was the cheesiest thing you’ve ever said.”
“What can I say? It’s your hairs fault.”
Jimin:
He squealed when you revealed your short hair, having planned it for ages, he couldn’t wait to see the outcome, relieved to see you smiling.
“Oh, you look so cute! Almost as cute as me,” he chuckled, pulling you close so he could run his hands through it.
“I’m really pleased I went through with it, I wasn’t sure to begin with, but as I see myself more, it grows on me,” you admitted.
His eyes widened, “really? I think you look amazing, trust me, you still look beautiful, you’re rocking the hair, I’d tell you if you weren’t, not that you could change it now.”
“That’s true, I know exactly what you’re like with fashion.”
“See, you look cute, believe me, it’s adorable.”
Taehyung:
You’d moaned about your long hair for quite a while, so couldn’t wait to chop it off and adjust to life with a shorter, much more manageable do.
“We might actually be on time for events now you don’t have to worry about your hair,” Taehyung teased when he first saw it.
“It’s still going to take time, but it’s a lot less hassle and effort to control, I just have to brush it through and style it how I want.”
His head nodded, “and that is what you wanted out of this. So, you’ve got less hair to look after, and you still look stunning.”
“Do you really think so? You like the short hair on me?”
“Like it? I love it, it’s beautiful.”
Jungkook:
He couldn’t wait to pull you in front of the mirror with your new hair, comparing the lengths of your hair, giggling to himself as you nearly matched.
“I reckon if you had chopped another inch off, I would have longer hair than you,” he giggled, snaking his arms around your waist.
“It’s weird, I’ve decided to shorten my hair, whilst you’ve grown yours out, it’s all very opposite and peculiar.” You smiled, your eyes meeting his, giggling to yourself.
His laughter only grew, “it’s cute though. You look amazing with your short hair, and hopefully I look really good with longer hair too.”
“You do, from where I’m standing, you look incredibly cute.”
“Perfect, we can be the cutest couple ever!”
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