A/N: Aww I made myself cry!
Borrowed and Taken
His time was borrowed; it was bound to happen sooner or later. Then why was he so surprised when it happened.
Because there were words he never got to say. Words that should've been said, words that expressed feelings from the depths of his heart or hearts, since he had five, that were never spoken.
Why couldn't he ever say those three words to beloved partner? That Jashin worshipping, stubborn silver-haired angel.
'I love you.'
His time was endless. His time was eternal. His time was taken. He had more than enough time to say those words.
Those three words that were left unspoken, out of fear, embarrassment and stubbornness. Those three words that he should've said and he now cursed himself as he lay in eternal darkness.
Why could he never say those three simple words to his beloved partner? He still remembered the imperfect stitches that crisscrossed his body.
A tear slid from his eye.
'I love you.'