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Daily Depression Of Matsuno Karamatsu

Summary:

Karamatsu angst for those in need.

Notes:

Sorry for my English. Please just look at the plot instead of my grammar mistakes. Thank you^^

Chapter Text

Just an usual night for Karamatsu. Cutting in the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet and watching blood dripping into the hole. Carving words into his arm.

Painful.

Ugly.

Waste of space.

Basically me.

He was crying. Silently but if anyone payed close attention, they could hear him. Not that his brothers would though. They never cared about him. Why now?

 

There was a knock on the door.
"Oi, Shittymatsu! I know it's you in there! Get out so I can take a shit"

Karamatsu got up and flushed the toilet. "Which one of my magnificent brothers are you?" Karamatsu bit his lip. Faking emotions is hard.

"It's your one and only Nii-Chan! Now come out!"

"Okay okay my dear brother! Let me just wash my hands while I'm in here!" That too, was a lie. He wasn't washing his hands. He was just cleaning the newly cut wounds of his.

"Okay okay, just hurry up! Why are you up at this hour anyways?"

Karamatsu needed a lie. A very fast and believable one.

"Oh, I just saw a new and cool trick to get a Karamatsu girl in my dream! I was practicing what I saw!"

"Ouch ouch ouch stop!! Too painful Shittymatsu! Just get out already"

Karamatsu knew his brothers reaction would be exactly that. Fortunately that gave him enough time put bandage around his cuts. He quickly rolled down his sleeves and got out of the bathroom.

"It's now free to use my dear brot-"

"Yeah yeah, just shut up and go away already"

"Maybe I will" Karamatsu said under his breath.

"What was that?" Osomatsu questioned.

"I said goodnight brother!"

"Yeah, whatever"

Osomatsu got into the bathroom while Karamatsu went to their bed. Only for few minutes though. He took his jacked and got out carful enough to not make any sound. Just as he was walking away from the house he looked back once more, and never again.