#aaa imagine

It’s an eerie feeling looming over you, it fills you with dread when you realize how afraid you’ve become of your bestfriend. he’s been nothing but kind towards you and yet you can’t help the way your heart increases when he’s around, palms perspirating and lungs burning as your breath catches in your throat. you feel so small when he’s around, it’s as if he’s attached strings to your limbs and treats you like nothing more than a doll. but he wouldn’t use you. right? this feeling weighs you down and drowns you in guilt, you need to talk to someone, anyone. so when you timidly knock on your friends door the last thing you expected was for him to be there with open arms. he knows. threads his fingers through your hair and lulls you into a false sense of security, his grip slowly but surely getting tighter until you can no longer feel your arms. “Maybe you’re the problem? Toge hasn’t done anything” his words betray the honey like tone he uses, they cut like a knife and make your eyes burn. maybe you are the problem. you’re so caught up in his sickly sweet advice you don’t even notice the sealed lips by your ear, “sleep”