TW WARNING: this contains triggers like depression and cutting! You have been warned! Also this is my headcanon and it's not canon to the series. TheGent might act a bit out of character. Have fun reading!

TheGentleman's P.O.V.

I was in my room. I was crying because of my parents. They both got ran over by a car a year or two ago, and I've always felt like it's my fault. If I was there I might had been able to save them.

It's my fault. It's my fault! IT'S MY FAULT!!!

I started crying more. I felt useless. I wasn't even able to save the people who raised me and always helped me out when I was sad. It was an accident, but I still felt like if I was there, it wouldn't have happened.

I stood up from my bed, grabbed a knife from my desk and walked back to my bed. I rolled up my sleeve and made cuts in my wrist. I felt useless and felt like everything was my fault.

Why am I like this? Why wasn't I with my parents when it happened? And why do I abuse the one I love the most: MrCheese? Why did I replace him with MrEgg? He doesn't deserve me. I wanna die... no one would care if I died. MrCheese wouldn't either. I only yell at him.

I made deeper cuts and my blood spilled everywhere. My tears mixed with the blood and my sleeves got red. I suddenly heard a knock on my door. I looked up, shocked. "G-go away!" I called. The door opened anyway and revealed the last one I wanted to see: MrCheese. He looked at me, my bloody wrists and the knife in my hand and gasped. "A-are you cutting?" He asked, coming closer to me and sitting down next to me. I looked away with tears in my eyes. "Gentleman, look at me." MrCheese said calmly yet sternly. I looked at him. "Why are you cutting?" MrCheese asked, taking my injured wrist in his hands, tears filling his eyes. I felt guilty. MrCheese did care about me. I decided to tell the whole story.

"And it's all MY FAULT!" I sobbed. MrCheese took me in a hug and I cried into him. "It's not your fault, TheGentleman." MrCheese reassured me. "And I forgive you for abusing me. Why would I say that I love you if I didn't forgive you?" MrCheese hugged me tighter. "I love you too... I rarely say it, but I love you..." I sobbed. MrCheese rubbed my back. "It's ok..." He said. I eventually calmed down a bit. "Let's take care of your cuts." MrCheese said. He let go of me and went to get an aid kit.

When MrCheese came back, he took care of my cuts. He cleaned them and put a bandage around my wrist. After that, he brought the kit back to MedBay, where he got it from.

When he came back, he took me in a tight hug once again. When he let go, he noticed my sleeves. "Uhh I think it's better for you to change clothes..." MrCheese said. I nodded and stood up. I got a new sweater out of my wardrobe and changed. MrCheese didn't look. When I was done changing I sat down again. MrCheese looked into my eyes. "Babe, i want you to remember: you're awesome, cute and never stop being yourself. And there are people who care for you and love you." He said. "Like who?" I asked with a last sob. "People like me. I really care for you and adore you. I love you, Gentleman. Remember that." MrCheese said smiling cutely. "I love you too." I said. MrCheese leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back. I loved this whole moment. Sadly, we had to pull away due to lack of air. We hugged. "Wanna play Among Us?" MrCheese asked. I nodded. We got our phones and went to play Among Us.