Depression Baby!Y/N

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Prompt: Do you think you could do one where y/n is stressed, depressed and not happy and the boys force her into age play but she learns to like it. y/n is friends with the guys

Y/N - Will go into headspace of 2 y/o

Michael: Daddy

Ashton: Papa

Luke: Dada

Calum: Baba

{just a reminder that Y/N means your name :)}

"Y/N, you okay?" Ashton asked noticing you had been very quiet recently.

"I'm fine." You mumbled, looking at the ground.

When Ashton had turned away you went up to your room and sat on the edge of your bed just looking at the floor. You began to tear up, the familiar feeling of emptiness settling in your stomach. You felt so alone constantly even in the presence of others, you couldn't be bothered to get out of bed and every day made you more tired than the last even if you lazed around all day. You had already lost interest in watching the boys perform, or take part in their keeks. You had lost interest in most things. Happiness being included. You just felt emotionally and physically drained and you didn't know what to do to stop it.

"Hey Y/N can I borr- wait are you crying?" Michael asked coming into your room with a bottle in his hand. He dropped it on the floor and immediately came to your side. "Why are you crying?" He asked softly as you started sobbing. He pulled you into his chest and stroked your hair.

"I'm just tired." You mumbled.

"Well we can get you into bed and cud-"

"No Mikey." You cut him off frowning. "Tired of life." You mumbled staring at the ground.

Michael pulled your chin up so you were looking into his eyes. "Hey. I never want to hear you say that again okay?" He said softly

"I can't help the way I feel." You muttered.

"Do you know what would happen if you weren't around? We'd be late for interviews, Calum would constantly be drunk, Luke would be eating smarties as a meal, Ashton wouldn't be emitting any sound onto the album and me, well I wouldn't get out of my man cave ever. We'd be lost without you." He said as tears fell from his eyes.

"But that's just the point Michael! You guys depend on me so much and I can't handle it anymore." You shout waving with your hands. "I can't." You whisper sobbing again.

Michael grabbed your arms and pulled you into his chest. "Shh. Get some sleep and we'll talk when you wake up okay? Do you want to be alone?" He asked picking you up and putting you into the bed and tucking you in.

"Alone, please." You whispered closing your heavy eyes.

"Okay princess. I love you. We all love you. I'll be back to check on you in a bit okay?" He kissed your forehead as you just nodded. He pushed your hair out of your face and stood up. He took one last look at you and turned the light out, picking up the abandoned shampoo bottle and closing your door.

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"Ash, Cal, Luke? I need to talk to you." Michael mumbled standing in front of the sofa they were all sat on. He wiped the rest of his tears and sat on the coffee table in front of them.

"Have you been crying?" Ashton asked him concerned.

"I, uh, yeah." Michael muttered rubbing his face and sniffling. Um, Y-Y/N. S-she told me she was tired o-of life." Michael stopped breaking down. Ashton was first to be by his side and rubbing his back.

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