Miritama one shots

by fimlover66

This will be a collection of random one-shots of Mirio X Tamaki. Right now I don't have it rated M, but that will change when I get to a smut chapter. These stories will range from fluff to smut, to angst, I'll let you know at the beginning of the chapter. Feel free to give me requests, I might just use them! They will probably all be from Tamaki's perspective or 3rd person.

1. Tamaki's scars(angst)

AN

This chapter is angst with a bit of sauce.

Content Warning: s*lf h*rm scars.

We were on my bed, where Mirio was bombarding my face and neck with kisses, while he gave me a chance to breathe after making out. My eyes were closed as I involuntarily let out a moan of pleasure. I felt the kisses stop as he grabbed the hem of my shirt. I looked up and saw his big blue eyes staring out me, "may I?" he asked, he always wanted to make sure that I felt compter le. It's not like he hasn't seen me topless before, but never when we were alone, I nodded and brought myself into more of a sitting position as he pulled my long sleeve shit off of me, and tossed it aside. I could feel his eyes scanning my bare torso, I got a little self-conscious and put my arms in front of me blocking his view slightly

Mirio took the hit immediately and brought his attention to my face as he got off of me, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Tamaki? are in ok? Did I go too far?" he asked.

"No it's just...I..." is managed to stutter. He was about to get my shirt when he grabbed my hands and noticed something. Something that I'd rather he not see.

"Tamaki, baby, what happened to your arms? Who did this to you?" he stroked my hair as I looked down at my lap.

Of course, he wouldn't know what those were, he was always so happy and optimistic, what would he know about depression.

"I-I cut th-them," my voice was bearly even a whisper. For a moment all I could hear was the rapid beating of my heart, as my boyfriend proceeded that statement. Whenever I'm was going have my arms exposed I'd put cosmetic coverup on. Mirio might not be very book smart but he has social smarts I'm sure that he at least heard of self-harm before.

I felt his strong arms pull me up into a hug. I felt something dripping on my head. Were those tears?. "I'm so sorry, Tamaki, I'm so sorry" he whispered. I looked up at him, tears were falling from his eyes down his cheek and off his chin.

"Miri.. you-you didn't do anything...it was a long time ago."

"Did you do it after we met?" I nodded my answer.

He pulled away slightly and looked down at my arms and stared at the scars, and then he gently brushed his hand over the scars on my right wrist. I couldn't do anything but sit there, afraid to move.

"Then you were suffering so much and I never realized it," then he pulled me back into a tight hug, he was still crying. Eventually, he let go and got me my shirt. Neither of us was in the mood anymore.