a/n: I love him so much
prompt: Denji relapsed and he’s tired of it
Denji is sobbing hysterically, after the loss of Nayuta, his dogs, Meowy, and his apartment he can’t help but feel anger. Especially now after he was almost convinced to go to a brothel, after everything that just happened why is he still just thinking with his dick.
“I hate it! I just want to cut my dick off!” He shouted out to the world. He was on his knees bent over in nothing but pure anger towards himself. It was a hard watch, a guy who always has such a lively character suddenly breaking down to nothing but a puddle of tears.
You walk towards him, lifting his head up from the ground slightly before embracing him as you stood. “It’s not your fault” you whispered to him, his arms automatically wrapped around you.
Comfort. Something that has always been so foreign to him, something that even as a child he never had the privilege to experience. His embrace feels like one of a scared child’s, and you can’t help but feel somewhat maternal towards him.
“Everything… it is, I don’t know why.. I always think about sex” He responded in a frustrated tone. Laying his head against your thigh before getting back to his feet. Now he was the one facing down at you.
Ever since you met Denji you became aware of his hypersexuality, behind that inaccurate reputation of being a sex obsessed guy he’s actually one who genuinely yearns for a real healthy relationship.
“That’s not your fault Denji, I told you last week that it’s just you coping” You reassure him, cleaning off his face from the dried tears. “Still, it’s stupid” he states, pulling himself together now but still continuing to be vulnerable “it’s fine, everything’s a little stupid” you say trying to lighten up the mood slightly.
“Like that math packet you did a while back?” He responded, a small grin appearing on his face as he thought back on those nice memories shared between you two.
“No, Denji, that math packet was actually stupid” you stated softly, letting a small smile appear on your face.










