TW: panic attack, gender/body dysphoria, mentions of self harm and sharp objects
Y/n's POV:
I woke up to Ranboo playing with my hair. I looked at him as he stared down at me. Once he zoned back in he blushed and looked away. I quietly laughed.
"D-did I wake you up?" Ranboo stuttered quietly.
"Yeah, I don't care though," I answered.
"Oh, that's good. Its noon now," he told me.
"I need to shower but then we can go to a cafe if you want to," I suggested.
"Sure!" Ranboo said excitedly.
I laughed, "Ok! Let me shower now."
He moved his arms so I was able to get out. I kissed his cheek and left the room. I looked back to see him with his hand on his cheek in shock. I laughed.
I got to my room and grabbed my clothes. That's when I realized.
'Fuck!' I screamed in my head.
I had worn my binder all night.
'Shit. Guess I'm gonna have to wear baggy clothes. Not complaining honestly.'
I grabbed a baggy t-shirt and some jeans and went to the bathroom. I undressed and hopped in letting the hot water run over my body. I quickly washed my hair and body and got out. I got dressed quickly, not looking it the mirror to avoid having to deal with my dysphoria getting worse than it already was.
Once I finished getting dress I made the mistake of looking in the mirror. Naturally, my eyes traveled down to my chest. I start shaking. Dysphoria hadn't been this bad in a while. I started to cry. This had started to remind me of when this would happen back when I lived with my family. I remembered when I would take sharp objects and drag them on my skin to relieve some of the pain. I had stopped that recently and didn't want to ruin it. I reached for my phone and typed out a message to Ranboo. I hoped he would understand.
Bathroom
A/n: Hello! Sorry that this took a long time to update. Not even gonna lie, kinda forgot it existed. BUT I'M BACK! I also made a oneshots book if you wanna request anything. Anyways, I hope you all have an amazing day/night!
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