TW for suicidal thoughts
“Leave me alone!” Mutsuki’s scream pierces the Chateau.
Saiko stumbles out of her room, Hsaio besides her, but Urie is already barreling into Mucchan’s room. And Aura is close behind.
Saiko and Hsaio rush in to see Higemaru already there, shaking Mutsuki awake.
“Hey.” Urie grabs Mucchan’s shoulder. “You’re here. Tooru.”
Mutsuki gasps slightly. Urie called him Tooru. Urie is here.
“Do you want to talk?” Hsaio asks.
“I just – my family.” Mutsuki’s face crumples. “They were dragging me with them to hell, where I belong.”
“You don’t!” Saiko cries.
“They put you in hell, and now they’re feeling angry that you’ve escaped. None of that was your fault,” Urie says firmly, rubbing Mutsuki’s back. It feels nice, a niceness Mutsuki knows he doesn’t deserve.
“Just…I’m sorry I bothered you,” says Mutsuki, shaking his head. He hates himself.
“Are you suicidal?” Aura asks point-blank.
Mutsuki doesn’t answer.
“Oh, Mutsuki.” Higemaru sighs and settles on the edge of Mutsuki’s bed.
“We’re not leaving you,” Urie says. “We’ll stay here all night. I told you. Over and over, we’re going to be with you.”
Mutsuki’s eyes pool. “But…why?”
“we love you, and we’ll never be sick of saying that,” Saiko replies.
Mutsuki begins to cry again, quietly. Before he knows what’s happening, Urie holds him in his arms, and Saiko is on his pillow. Aura settles by one side, Hsaio the other, and Higemaru remains by his feet.
“It’s a family sandwich, with Mucchy as the vital part,” Saiko announces.
Mutsuki clutches his family. His true family, and prays for his self-hatred to pass.