I am so sorry for how this fic turned out early, it seems that fanfiction picked up the html so it was all kinds of confusing. I hope this is better now and sorry for that!
"Oh god, is that blood?"
Ging looked up from the hole he had been hiding in, squinting into the light as a shadowed figure appeared in its way.
"Ging, oh my god this looks so bad, I need to get someone over here and-"
"Cheadle?"
Cheadle looked down at the man who had croaked out her name. Looking at him was so surreal, it almost felt like a really bad, fuzzy dream, the ones that stay with you for the rest of the morning. She wanted to cry at the state Ging was in. He looked so tired, sounded so defeated, she knew she should have never sent him on this mission.
"Yes Ging?" she asked softly, trying to prevent her voice from wavering.
"Would you-" Ging paused to hack up some blood, his eyes losing focus for moment before looking back up at her. "Would you stay here with me for a little?"
Cheadle was on the verge of tears now. Not once had he ever asked her to do anything for him, so why now? This was, as it usually was with him, very unfair.
"But I have to go get the medical team-"
"They'll find me. You have a tracking device on you right?"
Cheadle nodded, tears rolling down her face and her glasses fogging up, unable to hold them in anymore.
"Then it should be fine." he finished, smiling at her like he usually did.
You idiot, she thought, wiping at her eyes. How can you still smile like nothing's wrong?
Ging motioned for her to join him in his hole, and after little to no thought she jumped down, the smell of blood making her feel sick, but she held it back. Instead she took out her handkerchief and started wiping at his face, trying to clear as much blood off as possible.
He chuckled at her actions but made no move to stop her, instead lifting his clean hand to her face and stroking her cheek, causing her to pause.
"What are you-"
"You're beautiful, you know that?"
Cheadle felt herself blush at the compliment, but couldn't bring herself to scold him. He wasn't joking around, she could tell that much by the sincere expression on his face, but what unnerved her even more was how cold his fingers felt.
"Ging, you have to stay with me here. The medical team should be here shortly." she said, trying to convince herself that everything was going to be fine, but it seemed like Ging knew otherwise.
He brought up his other hand to her face and leaned forward, kissing her lips gently, the sound of the what Cheadle assumed to be the medical team heading in their general direction. When their lips parted, Ging gave her a smile, one that made her heart break right then and there.
"I'm sorry I couldn't do much else for you princess."
And with that, his body collapsed to the side, some of his body landing on her lap with Cheadle catching his head in her hands. Immediately, more tears began to flow to her eyes, and she let them fall. She began to sob, the sound of feet running to their direction no longer wanted.
"Stupid! Idiotic trash! I can't believe you! You can't leave me now! I didn't say -hiccup- that you could leave!"
By the time the medical team found them, they were shocked to find Cheadle carrying Ging out in front of her with tears streaming down her eyes and face flushed.
"We will heal him." She told them quietly, her tone of voice catching the team off guard. "And when we do, I'm going to teach him that he doesn't get to just abandon me like that."