A/n: hey. I'm just being inconsistent now. Excuse me. Here's an angsty/very sad one-shot. And btw I don't own anything.
This is a preview to "My little star."
23rd November 2014, 22:31pm.
A scream was heard in the house. Only 2 hearts were beating now. If you were quiet enough, you would hear her crying as his breathing was uneven and heavy, as if he was trying to give his breath away to someone else. Their tears falling on the wooden floor, matching the gentle pitter-patter rhythm of the heavy rain.
What you wouldn't see is that her eyes were red, locks of her chestnut brown tresses dishevelled, his tears falling on the source of the grief, closing his hazel eyes, as he held as tightly as he could. You would just see little locks of bronze hair peeping out of his calloused hands, and his heavy hearted wife trying rocking herself back and forth, holding the blanket that held the last scent of her little "star".
But what you finally realise is that this young couple's baby has just died.