My friend Jasper-Quarts wanted some Jaspis fluff, where Jasper has some bad habits and Lapis catches her during a dark time and tries to help her.

These are the bad habits: the main one is cutting, the minor one is nail-biting.

WARNING: SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND CUTTING.

My Best Friend is The Knife

Out of all the inaminate objects Jasper could have as best friends, she chose the knife.

Her silver one, the one that she used whenever her roommate was gone from the dorm, whether she was stressed or not.

It became a regular thing for her. Sure, maybe one wasn't supposed to commit suicide, and sure, maybe one could get sent straight to Hell for it.

But Hell had to be better than being alive.

Tonight Jasper was particularly stressed; there was a rumor about her going around campus. Supposedly she was transgender, according to some jerk named 'Chuck'. Amd even if I WAS trans, what's even wrong with that!? she thought, slamming the door behind her before punching the wall.

It left a large hole, and Jasper's knuckles stung.

She sat down on the couch, debating whether or not she should fix the hole.

Then she felt the pain in her hand, and she wanted more of it, wanted more of that pain.

She pulled the knife out of her wallet and held it up to the artificial lights of the room. It glittered welcomingly at her, seeming to whisper "I'm your friend. Play with me!" over and over.

Just as she made the first deep cut in her arm, the door swung wide open, and Jasper was so startled she almost fell off the couch she was sitting on. She dropped the knife, which made a loud clattering noise on the hard floor.

Jasper's roommate, Lapis, stomped in, blue hair in a craze, arms crossed, clearly pissed. "JASPER! WHY DID YOU PUNCH THE WALL?!"

Jasper clutched her bleeding arm, trying to obscure it from view."L-lapis! I thought y-you were out!"

"I forgot my checkbook." she said, walking right past Jasper and towards the kitchen table.

Jasper watched Lapis looking for the blue-leather covered checkbook. After a minute she looked up and glared at Jasper. "Could you be useful, Jasper, instead of laying around like a couch potato? Help me find this stupid thing!"

Jasper breathed out a sigh of relief. Good. She hadn't noticed the cuts or the knife yet.

She stood up and walked over to where Lapis was looking, lifting up magazines and mail and bills.

Finally Lapis found her checkbook.

"Finally!" she yelled, starting to walk towards the door. Suddenly she turned around and narrowed her eyes at Jasper.

More specifically, her arm.

It took about .5 nanoseconds for Lapis' face to change from angry to worried. "...Jasper? Are you...?"

Jasper sighed in defeat. "Okay, yes, Lapis, I'm cutting myse-"

"I thought you cleared that problem up last year!" Lapis yelled, slamming down her checkbook and walking straight over to the couch. She grabbed Jasper's arm and inspected it, including her hands. "Jasper, you're still chewing your nails, too!"

The taller woman looked guiltily at her arm, a tear running down her face. "I-"

"You have a reason to live, Jasper, if you didn't you wouldn't be here! Don't cut yourself. What about your team? What about your friends and your family?" Lapis then murmured quietly,"What about me?"

The statement wasn't intended to be heard, but Jasper heard it. "What do...you mean?"

Lapis blushed bright red."Jasper, I'm confiscating your knife until you stop trying to die. I've had enough of my friends lost to that and I don't need that to happen to you."

"Why do you care about what happens to me? Last time I checked, you hated me and wanted nothing to do with me."

"Last time you checked, then, was a year ago." Lapis said, carressing Jasper's hand. "I have a crush on you."

Jasper turned bright red. She started to bring her fingers to her mouth to chew on, but Lapis got to her mouth first, firmly pressing their lips together.

When they pulled apart, Jasper asked,"You sure acted like you hated me just now, with me punching the wall."

Lapis rolled her eyes. "JASPER, YOU LEFT A HOLE."

"I know."

Lapis sucked in a breath and switched back to the original subject. "But seriously, Jasper. Please don't cut yourself. Or chew your nails."

"I won't. I just had a bad day."

"Tell you what. I'll stay here instead of going shopping for once. I'll need to watch over you."

"No, you really don't-"

"Yes I do."

Later that night, Lapis fell asleep on top of Jasper, whose arm was bandaged.

The knife had been thrown in the trash can.

I dunno, did I go too far or stay too far in the safe zone? Tell me in the reviews.