"No. No, No, No, No, No!".
It wasn't supposed to end like this. Not like this. They were supposed to grow old together, having lived long and happy lives. Then, when it was time for one of them to pass, they'd pass peacefully. With no regrets, no pain. No anger or hate. Just happiness. Happiness and love.
But this.. this was pain. This was fear, and hurt. Confusion and no hope. No happiness.
"Please.. Gil, not like this.." He choked out as he brushed the albino's hair from his eyes, only to gaze into sheer pain and fear. Ivan tried hard to keep calm, to believe they'd make it out okay. He pressed his hands to the large wound that spread across Gilbert's abdomen, trying his best to stop the rapid bleeding, but that didn't keep Gilbert from slipping in and out of consciousness.
Gilbert felt no pain, no rush of energy or adrenaline. He felt nothing. Absolutely.. nothing. He looked over at Ivan, who looked right back at him, worry obvious in his expressions and actions. "Ivan.." his name came out as a broken chord. Ivan looked over and nodded softly, a small, sad smile on his lips. "Shh, ptichka. You're going to make it. We're going to be okay." Gilbert reached a weak hand up, brushing it against the Russian's cheek gently. "Are you.. afraid..?" He asked simply. Ivan reached up and took his hand in his own. "I'm terrified..".
"Don't be.." Gilbert whispered weakly, a sad smile forming on his lips. "You're going to be okay. You're going to live.. and fall in love. You're going to grow old and.." he paused for a moment, his vision beginning to blur. He fought to stay conscious. ".. you'll die peacefully, Vanya.".
"No.. Don't.." Ivan gripped his lover's hand tighter. "You haven't lived yet. You haven-" "But I have. I've lived, Ivan. I've.. experienced happiness. Love, pleasures.. Pain and fear. That's all part.. of living.." his breaths became more shallow, and more labored. "I met you. I fell in love. To me, Ivan, that is one awesome.. way of living.." Ivan shook his head, as tears began to spill down his cheeks. You can't do this to me..
"So please don't be sad.." Gilbert continued, his eyes beginning to close slowly, his breathing barely noticeable. "Please.. live for me, Ivan.. For me. I.. I love you.." he choked out, a few tears escaping his eyes, as his grip tightened in the slightest, before growing weak.
"No.. Gil.. Please! I love you too! You can't.." Ivan shifted, now holding the once, warm and alive body in his arms. "You can't go.. Please, Don't..
Don't go..".
He couldn't feel anything. No pain, no fear. No worry and no sadness.
Nothing.
Absolutely.. Nothing.
I live for you now. Not for the world, not for myself..
Only for you.