Augusnippets Day 30 - Tumblr Posts

@augusnippets day 30

Self-harm / addiction / overdose

big whumpy mess to celebrate the last day >:)

Not really proofread

BIG BIG TRIGGER WARNING. Self-harm, drug addiction, drug overdose, withdrawls, manipulative whumper, enabling, intimate whumper

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Whumpee scrambled up the patio stairs of the gray-paneled house that often haunted his nightmares, pounding his fist against the peeling door. He really, really, really shouldn't have even come here. Whumper's house brought up too many horrible memories. Still, he had nowhere else to go. He had no job, couldn't pay rent, and couldn't fend for himself on the streets.

Now here he was, holding his breath as the door opened. His whole body shook as the door creaked open, revealing Whumper. The other man's eyes gleamed with interest, a smirk pulling at his lips.

"My, if it isn't my little runaway," he purred, instantly reaching out and pulling Whumpee inside. "Back so soon? You miss me, darling?"

Whumpee sniffled, clinging to Whumper. "Sir, I- I can't do it out there... i h- have no home, no job... i miss my room and- and my medicine..." Whumpee said desperately, rubbing up on Whumper and ranting through the tears. "I t-took this for granted, I'm sorry for running away. Please, take me back, hurt me, gimme my medicine..."

Whumper chuckled, pulling Whumpee close and kissing his head. Whumpee sighed shakily.

"You want your drugs?" Whumper asked, watching with amusement as Whumpee lit up. He handed them to Whumpee, watching as he sucked that down.

"Good boy, there we go." Whumper smirked, slipping away for a moment to grab a razor. He handed the other boy the razor, tutting.

Whumpee took in a breath, tearing into his flesh. The blood trickled down his wrists, feeling like sweet release.

Whumper's voice was a rumble behind Whumpee's head, his words sickeningly sweet,

"Good boy... you'll do great, baby. Welcome home."