>>77412640willy is crying at ike's house saying that nothing makes him feel anything anymore and alcohol makes him numb when it used to make him happy and he doesn't know why he feels so broken, and ike tells him that when he feels like this he usually *does cutting gestures* and willy shakes his head saying he's too scared to hurt himself like that, and ike holds willy's wrist gently and says it's ok and he can show him how to feel things again, and he produces a razor out of nowhere and willy flinches but doesn't make an attempt to wrench away from ike's loose grip, and ike does an experimental little stripe on wilson's bare unmarred pale white skin, and the cut only beads up a little bit, and wilson looks at the tiny little pearls of blood as if transfixed by it, and as his gaze roams from the cut that's barely bleeding, up to ike's delicate fingers grasping the blade that has a little kiss mark of his blood, he sees ike's wrist filled with old and new cuts and he can hear ike asking him gently if he wants more