Ship: None
Type: Angst
Requested By: Limbo-writes
Plot: Flex is tired of copying people’s looks just by touch and is feeling insecure about it. He spends most of the day in his room and is pushing everyone out while Kol and Blake try to get him out of his room.
3rd POV:
Flex’s room was dark. The shades were pulled and no light was on. The only light on was Flex’s yellow led lights in the corner.
(I don’t know how his room actually looks so I’m just guessing. Sorry)
Flex sat in the middle of his bed curled up, silently crying his heart out. Recently, he had been feeling insecure about his quirk, the ability to copy someone’s look whenever he made physical contact with them like a handshake or a fistbump.
He was born with this quirk and his parents wanted him to use it for their benefit. But he never liked his parents. They never treated him right. He was used as a science experiment, constantly tested on by several doctors. He felt so free after he escaped the lab and after he got into the school, he felt not alone.
But of course, his quirk was the cause of his unhappiness. Even after the lab, he was still told to copy people’s looks. He felt so guilty about it. Even moments when he didn’t want to copy their looks, he couldn’t help it. It was whenever he touched someone and he had high fived his friends so many times.
It had gotten to him so much, he fell into a state of despair to the point where he stopped attending classes and stopped seeing people. He even began staying in his room most of the day. Barely eating or seeing sunlight. He isolated himself from the world.
More tears streamed down Flex’s face. Flex didn’t have the ability to show emotions on his face this time, you could clearly see the depression on his face.
Flex buried his face more into his arms and he hugged himself tighter and softly rocked back and forth.
As Blake passed Flex's room to go to her room, she heard small sobs coming from behind his door. She slowly walked backward and leaned her ear against his door. She could hear the small sobs more clearly.
She knew Flex hadn't gone to class lately but she always thought it was because he just didn't want to go to class.
She pulled away from the door and softly knocked on the door. "Flex? Are you alright in there?"
She heard some sniffling. "I-...I'm fine…"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, can you go away now? I want to be alone."
Blake sighed. "Alright…"
Blake turned away from the door and walked back down the stairs.
Kol sat on the couch watching tv when he noticed Blake come down the stairs. He saw the sad expression on her face. "What's up with you?"
"Flex...have you noticed he hasn't been coming to class lately?"
Kol thought about it. "Yeah, actually…"
"Well, I was passing by his room and heard him crying. I tried to ask him what was wrong but he just told me to go away."
“What? Hold on.” Kol suddenly stood up and walked over to the stairs. He walked past Blake and headed up the stairs with Blake following. Kol walked over to his door and knocked. “Hey, Flex? You okay, buddy?”
“Please go away…”
"Flex, you can talk to me. You haven't left your room in a long time."
"I'm fine. Please go away," Flex said, more agitated. Kol sighed and backed away from the door.
He turned to Blake and whispered to her. "Something is really wrong."
"Yeah. And if he stays like this might be expelled for skipping class or he might go into a state of depression if he isn't already."
Both of them stood in front of his door trying to come up with ways to get him out of his room.
Flex POV:
I sat on my bed and tried to wipe the tears but more tears came down. I heard another knock on my door. I annoyingly groaned mentally. I grabbed my sweater and slipped it over me. I slipped underneath my bedsheets and buried myself in them. "I told you to go away!"
Suddenly, I hear my door open and saw a small beam of orange light enter my room. I hear two different footsteps enter my room.
After a moment, I feel my bed sink a little on both sides.
"Flex? Please talk to us," She asked gently. I don't say anything and bury my face in my pillows. "We're worried about you, Flex."
I stayed silent.
“Look, if you’re gonna sit in your room all alone, you might as well open a window. It’s so dark in here.” I hear Kol say as the side of my bed lifts up again. I hear footsteps go over to my window. I listen to the sound of my blinds being pulled up. I lazily turn my body and look at the window. There wasn’t even pure sunlight. The sky was gloomy and looked like it was about to rain.
“Even the sky isn’t a good view,” I say, turning back and burying myself in the pillows.
“Well, still. It’s still important to get some sunlight. It’s good for your…skin.”
A moment of silence passed through. “Still, you can’t spend your whole life in here,” I hear his voice say as he came back over to my bed.
“I’m doing it right now,” I responded back.
“And look what it’s doing. You’ve been barely showing up to your classes and it’s really affecting your grades. You could get expelled.”
“I don’t care.”
“You don’t care if you get expelled?!” She asks, sounding shocked.
“I don’t care anymore. I’ll just hurt people if I stay.”
“Hurt people? What do you mean?” Kol asked.
“I don’t wanna copy people's looks. I’m sick of it. I just wanna high-five new people I meet without stealing their looks.”
“Is that what this is about? Flex…”
“I’m tired- no, I’m sick of this quirk. The only reason I have it is because my parents had it. The only time the quirk came in handy was when I used to copy one of the guards so I could escape the lab.”
“He was part of a lab?” Blake whispered to Kol.
“Yeah, don’t worry about it.”
“I just…I-...I want to be normal.”
More tears stream down my face. I bury my face deeper into the pillow to silence my sobs. Kol and Blake stayed silent for a moment. “Flex. Come here.” Kol said, trying to come closer. I immediately scooted back. “No, don’t come near me…I don’t wanna hurt you guys.”
“Flex, you’re not gonna hurt us. You’re one of the nicest people we know. Sure, you’re annoying at times but you’d never hurt anyone. Not intentionally.”
I sat up and leaned against my headboard. “Flex, everyone misses you in class. We’re all worried about you.”
I sit there in silence. “I just don’t wanna hurt anyone…” I whisper.
“You would never, Flex.” Blake reassures.
They both go onto the bed and hug me. I wanted to push them away but instead, I just sat there and let it happen. Afterwards, they let go and sat on both sides of me and leaned their heads against the headboard. We all sit there in silence as I hear muffled rain sounds coming from outside my window.
“Is it…is it alright if-”
They both turn their heads and look at me. “Is it alright if you stay for a bit?”
They looked at each other and smiled. “Of course, Flex,” Kol responded.
“We’ll stay as long as you want,” Blake added after.
Blake leaned her head on my shoulder while Kol wrapped his arm around my shoulder. For the first time in days, I smiled. At first, I thought I got unlucky when it came to pairing with my roommates but now…now I don’t think I’m unlucky at all. I’m glad I got these guys.
They’re awesome.
Word count: 1357
This oneshot also almost made me cry. Man, I wish I did. I think I did a good job.