DSMP- one shots

1- DNF 💙 (body shaming, self harming, eating disorders)

The blonde locked himself in the bathroom, hoping that his boyfriend didn't come and check on him as he put two of his fingers to the back of his throat and threw everything he just ate back up. The familiar burning up his throat finally ended up in the toilet and out of his system and wrote it in his little notebook which he kept underneath the sink, knowing George didn't check the cupboards. The blonde hated the way he looked, the fact that he had some weight on him, that he was short. He hated himself everytime he ate. This is why he started making himself throw up and why he would cut at his arms, when George wasn't paying attention and would sit and cry when George was asleep.

When George was asleep, Clay would always wonder. Wonder why on earth George would every be in love with him?

George had no idea of the other boys deep thoughts or the marks which was on the other boys arms. George and Clay had never got intimate and clay would never show George anymore than he needed to see.

Clay finally left the bathroom after hiding the book and put on his smile before heading over to George, who had just made himself over to the bed. Clay cuddled him as George smiled a little.
"Heyyyyy" George smiled and looked at him.
He yawned "hey, can I have cuddles so I can sleep?" He asked, being quite clingy.
" yeah" George said before cuddling into clay and pulling the cover over them. Clay closed his eyes and George knew he had fell asleep when Clay calmed down.

~an hour later~

Clay was sleeping still and had moved slightly to reveal his arms, George saw this and looked at them, not realising what they were straight away. Then he realised that his boyfriend who always seemed so happy had been harming himself. George got up after a second, making sure Clay didn't wake up before heading into the bathroom and looking in the mirrors, he felt so bad before knowing he had some cut cleaning things and checked the cupboards.

The book.... George found it and started to read it, seeing every negative thought clay had about himself and tears formed in George's eyes.
George hid it back where it was and went into the bedroom to see Clay had awoken.
"baby, can I speak to you for a second?" George asked.
"Yeah, Have you been crying?"
George shook his head "just need to ask you something?"
"What's up?"
"What's the scars on your arms and the book in the bathroom?" He asked politely. " I was trying to find something and it fell onto a page and I only read the first line.... baby why didn't you tell me that you hated your body... and you were throwing food up constantly"
Clay looked at him and sighed "I just don't feel pretty, I hate myself"