Yeong-Gi x Suicidal! Reader

(Requested)

Btw, for this oneshot, Nol doesn't have a girlfriend yet.

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I held the knife up to my arm and proceeded to cut. Cut after cut, after cut, after cut. The crimson blood dyed my arms red. I started to cry, not knowing what got me to this stage. Looking at the bottle of pills on the shelf, I decided it could wait another day. I wrapped bandages around my cuts, stopping the blood. I finally trudged out of my house, already in some clothes.

"I can't be late for the meet-up... Soushi and Dieter already need help with tutoring, and I need money..." I mumbled, walking towards their flat. I rang the doorbell and they greeted me. I plastered on a smile and walked in.

"Hey guys!" I internally cringed at how happy my voice sounded. "Let's get started!" I sat down on one of the mats on the floor and looked at Soushi and Dieter.

"I prepared a practice test for both of you," I stated, getting out sheets of paper with black ink in them, "If you need help, star the question and continue. I'll review with you guys right after." It took them thirty minutes to complete the worksheet. I smiled at Dieter, as he only starred one question. Soushi...

He starred most of the problems, except for the question where it said: Name:_______

Oh geez, this was going to be a long afternoon.

(Timeskip)

"So, what you want to do is to carry the two over the the hundreds' column, then multiply the reciprocal by three. The solution is y= 3x+9. The y-intercept is 9, and the slope is 3. Got it?" Dieter nodded his head, while Soushi sat there with a blank look on his face. I groaned.

"Earth to Tuna Roll, you listening?" I said, snapping my fingers in front of his face. Soushi snapped back into reality with a dazed look upon his face.

"Wha-What?" he mumbled, rubbing his head. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"You really are hopeless." The doorbell rang again. I walked over.

"Yeong-Gi? What are you doing here?" I asked, looking at the ginger male. He smiled.

"I heard you guys were studying. I brought over fried chicken as well." My eyes widened.

"Come in." Food, finally. He sat down next to us, placing the chicken on the table.

"So, what are you guys doing?" he asked, looking at the paper.

"Just some math questions, nothing much," I replied, taking one of the chicken legs and biting into it. I love fried chicken.

"Soush, do you need any help?" Yeong-Gi asked, looking at his friend.

"Yes please..." Soushi groaned, rubbing his temples, "I don't think Dieter and (Y/N) are even talking in English..." I only ate fried chicken.

(Timeskip)

Yeong-Gi accompanied me to the bus stop.

"You only charge $60 per session?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows. I shrugged.

"Yeah, it's more than enough for my living expenses."

"No, no. Let me give you some money," he said, handing out a couple of twenty dollar bills. I shook my head vigorously.

"No, no, no. I can't. I can't take handouts."

"I insist."

"No."

"Yes."

"I said no, Yeong-Gi. It's fine," I said. He shoved the money into my hands anyways. I didn't notice my sleeves rolled up a little from the impact of the shove. Yeong-Gi pointed it out.

"Are you... blee-" He got cut off by the bus. I looked at him in horror before rushing off into the bus. He found out. He found out.

(Timeskip)

I cut more everyday. I didn't eat, I only drank water each day. But today was the day. The day I decided to kill myself. I took the bottle of pills and popped the cap off.

"This time, I'm going to die. No one will be there to stop me," I thought, looking at the drug. I poured most of the contents into my mouth and swallowed, right after writing a suicide letter. But I'd forgotten I had made plans with Yeong-Gi today.

(Yeong-Gi's POV)

I was waiting at (Y/N)'s doorstep. Twenty minutes passed. She was twenty minutes late. I frowned. (Y/N) usually isn't late. I noticed the door was unlocked.

"(Y/N)! I'm coming in!" I yelled, closing the door behind me. Her apartment was small, but cozy. Did she not have anyone else here?

"(Y/N)?" I called, turning a corner. I heard a thud on the ground. The bathroom.

"(Y/N)!" I yelled, rushing towards the bathroom. I opened the door and found only red. Blood, staining the marble tiles of her bathroom. And an empty pill bottle. No. I pulled out my phone and dialed 911. After they said hey would come, I saw a note on the counter-top. I read it.

"Dear Who-Ever-The-Hell-Finds-Me-Here,

You probably don't care that I'm overdosed. I don't care either. I'm just going to go pack up my bags and go to hell. Like you wished, right? You've always said 'Go to hell,' so I'm going to go. I hope I can see you down there as well.

Best Regards,

(Y/N) (L/N)."

Tears fell from my eyes as I looked at her beautiful face.

"Why would you do this to yourself?"

(Timeskip)

(Reader's POV)

I woke up in a white room, hearing beeping noises. I was still alive. How?

"(Y/N)!" Yeong-Gi? I was tackled by the male hugging me.

"Why...?" I whispered, tearing up, "Why, Nol, why?" Tears fell from his long eyelashes.

"It's because I love you. Why did you decide to overdose? Do you know how much pain you'd put me through if I couldn't live with seeing your beautiful face?" he whispered, cupping my cheek. I placed my hand over his.

"I-I thought..." I mumbled, looking down.

"Don't think. Just kiss me already." I pressed my lips against his, savoring this special moment.

I honestly didn't think I had anything to live for... until now.