Warning: This is going to have some DARK themes in it.

Thanks to GnomeMercy  for inspiring this. If you want to request any stories, go ahead!

"Duri?"

This small voice made the Tobot Pilot look up from his computer to look at his boyfriend, blinking, "Yuhi?"

Fuyuhiko, clad in (amusingly) rubber ducky pyjamas and the slippers to boot, rubbed his eyes in exhaustion while holding his bolster, "What are you doing up so late? Didn't Sayaka tell you to get enough rest if you wanted the medicine to work?"

"N-Nothing much...." Duri slid his hand behind him in an attempt to hide a certain something.

But Fuyuhiko saw it, and his eyes widened in shock as he, now fully awake, strode to the table and ripped Duri's arm out to the open, revealing fresh red bruises that ran along his arm, "What is this?!"

The younger male winced slightly hearing that, "I-It's nothing Yuhi..."

"This is NOT nothing!" Fuyuhiko glared. "Why are you hurting yourself?!"

"B-Because..." Duri trailed off, unable to speak as his boyfriend drilled holes into him. He began shaking, the anxiety of the anger radiating off Fuyuhiko getting to him. 

Upon noticing this, Fuyuhiko realised that he was scaring his boyfriend, and mentally scolded himself for forgetting how timid Duri actually was, choosing to soften his voice after that, "I'm sorry, Riri, but I thought you promised not to punish yourself anymore...." 

"I-I did... B-But the voices wouldn't stop bothering me..." his tone was soft. (This was so so wrong, Duri shouldn't be speaking like this. He shouldn't sound guilty. He shouldn't sound like a fragile thing. Riri was not like this.)

"What did they tell you?" Fuyuhiko gently prodded. 

"T-They said that I-I didn't deserve someone so amazing like you..." It was even softer now, as if he believed the voices. "T-That I should have died in the fire.... That Oppa, Semo, Obochi, Limo-sshi and the others would be happier without a nuisance like me around...."

"That's not true, Duri," the Yakuza shook his head. "If anything, I don't deserve you. You're such an amazing person; to suffer through what you did is something I think most people would never have handled. You accepted me even if I used to be part of Ultimate Despair, even if I was a jerk at times. You still stuck with me.

About Hana, I'm pretty sure he feels the same way as me. Even though you were suffering even more, you still forgave him for going to Semo for guidance, and still loved him as your brother.

Semo once told me that you were the one who helped him get over his trauma from his childhood as a CG, and he's foreverly grateful to you for that. He would never be happy if you were to die. He loves you so much. 

As for Do-un-san, he's the one feeling so much regret at the moment, you know. Ever since the truth was revealed about your condition, he's been hating himself for not realising and never caring for you, only treating you as a nuisance when you weren't; you were just hurting inside, crying for help. He would hate himself even more if you died; he would blame himself for it for the rest of his life. 

Limo-san... Well, I haven't known him for that long, but I can say that he's trying to make up for the scars he inflicted on you when he went bad. He truly regrets it and wants to make up for it. 

Riri, we all love you the way you are. You're a kind chivalrous person beyond the façade you'd put up for so long, so please... Don't hurt yourself anymore..." This time, it was Fuyuhiko's voice that was soft, tiny tears appearing on his baby face; the one that a lot of people liked teasing him about. 

Duri's eyes were wide too. Tears were also falling down his cheeks as he slowly reached out to hug Fuyuhiko. 

"T-Thank you, Yuhi..." the depressed analyst whispered into his loved one's ear.

Fuyuhiko just gave him a soft smile, "No problem, Riri."

Please start shipping them together~