m'love

hiii i found something to write image whomever you want in this

 lol this is gonna be violent and sad (i mention blood in this so yeah pls we warned lol)

    he delicately touched the skin around the wound in her stomach. he patted down his pockets for a bandage, napkin, piece of cloth anything really. she let out a small chuckle.

    "you really think you can save me?" she asked, not a single trace of fear in her voice. he couldnt help but crack a smile, despite the situation.

    "still so doubtful of me, are you m'love?" he asked. she scoffed.

    "always." she stated, shaking her head. he slowly shifted himself so he could see her face. he could see the tears staining her cheeks. he softly took his thumb and wiped away the tears. 

    "don't cry. a stupid knife isn't worth your tears." he says, his voice breaking. she gave him a small smile.

    "i'm not crying, you are." she whispered. he moved her up, and into his chest, not caring about the red staning his shirt. he wrapped his arms around her, holding on and never wanting to let go. she leaned into him, hearing his heartbeat. he could hear her breath. he could hear every single breath. until they stopped. he looked down at her, and saw she had her eyes closed. her arms limp against her body. her torso stained with that beautiful but heart wreaching substance we call blood. he let himself cry. his tears falling onto her cheeks. he slowly leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. 

    "goodnight m'love." he whispered against her lips, then shifted her body off his, and walked away.

NOOOOOOOO IM GONNA CRY THIS IS SO SADDDDD AOPFGERDT THIS ISNT EVEN PART OF ANYTHING ITS LIKE A SHORT STORY OH NO IM SCARED OK HEM HEM SORRY FOR THIS I DIDNT MEAN TO MAKE IT THAT SAD IM SO ATTACHED TO THIS NOW IM JUST PHEW OK THANK YOU OR READING PLEASE DONT CRY ITS NOT WORTH IT GO EAT SOME ICECREAM OF SOMETHING DONT STRESS OVER THIS <33