AN

I saw you liked the one-shot I wrote so I made a small prequel ❤ sorry for the delay. Enjoy...

The small brunet reaper sat on the small desk in the corner of his office. After a long day at work he felt completely exhausted. He was trying as much as possible to remain unnoticed by his busy co-workers that periodically crossed the room carrying documents and envelopes.

But really how could anyone miss such a unique beauty? He had the fairest skin covered in scars, the most delicate soul wrapped in thorns. Cuts that appeared on his wrists bled vivid crimson underneath his white perfectly buttoned shirt.

But what was really the most astonishing feature was his unique green eyes. Just wandering endlessly to that cramed up place that was his mind. Sometimes concentrating on something for too long, it was then that you could see real beauty if you were to catch his gaze. Through them you could see another world, a world so cold, so emty yet filled with so much pain and desperation it is hard to breath. And for those brief moments you can feel as if all happiness was drained away and everything held no meaning. For those brief moments you can see the world as he sees it. And the green colour seems so dead behind his spectacles as if they belonged to a corpse.

But then everything chanches his attention shifts and his gaze concentrates only on one thing and his eyes flair with life. Shining with energy he couldn't normaly posses after such a long day.

A tall toned figure of a blond reaper enters the room and leans on the door frame and a huge grin automatically appears on his face in the sight of the small reaper sitting in his office.

And the small reaper smiled too as if his whole perception changed in an instant. Suddenly his eyes were bright as if he was seeing the sun for the first time in his life and his thorn suffocated heart seem to beat faster.

"Say Alan... I know it has been a long day, are you into going there tonight?" He spoke in thick scottish accent.

Yea that place, he thought. It was his favourite. The beautiful erica flower field coverd with white and purple flowers that danzed alluringly at the occasional wind. The moments they spent there were unique to both of them.

"Oh I don't mind. I am not that tierd." He spoke softly. The blond's grin seemed to widen as he extended his hand to take his and gently pull him off the chair. Carefully as if he was going to brake in the slightest pressure.

"Where were you all day I didn't see you around? Were you off to an assignment? " He asked curiously accepting his help.

" No I was in the library" Alan was going to ask why but deep down he knew the reason. Since he was diagnosed with the thorns Eric seemed to be spending more and more of his time there.

"You know it's pointless " he wispered not sure if he wanted the other reaper to hear him. Even if he did he did not respond bur Alan noticed his smile wavering a little bit before he spoke.

"Come on " he said leading him to the door he wanted more than anything to be alone with him with some peace and quiet far away from the overcrowded office. There was something weighing on his mind that much Alan could tell but didn't press further knowing he could trust him no matter what.

He slowly made his way behind the other male as pain erupted on his chest. Not now he thought and willed the pain away trying to stay on his feet through the tearing pain as black spots covered his eyes.

"Are you okay?" It was the woried voice of the man in front of him that brought him back. It was an ability he and only he had. To help him feel better, to make him want to be strong enough to win the fight against death. But he wasn't strong enough and he knew that the calmness he now felt was only temporary.

"I am fine "

"Are you sure, we could go home if you don't feel good . We can leave it for another day"

"No truly I'm fine" the brunet said with a small reassuring smile. Eric was hesitant but went along with him anyway. Strange normally he would press on the point to make sure he wouldn't have another attack. Maybe he was just realising just how little time we have left Alan thought grimly.

The warm slightly caloused hand wrapped around his small one. And he felt reassurance, as long as he was by his side the thorns could not touch him. He made him want to live on to hope and see a future in which pain was just a distant memory. He made him feel warmth like which he never felt before.

He was his strength, he was his will to carry on trough breath in each and every unbearable breath. For he made him want to continue living.

And so the walked side by side through the crowded hallways hand by hand.

AN

So did you like it? Was it a bit too much? I want to hear your thoughts even if they are just a few words they will make me feel better. Tell me if you want to I could write a sequel too.

Anyways I wanted to make a recommendation. Now I don't do this often but I was really obsest with another anime for some time now. It's name is No. 6 if you want to check it out I can asure you it will be 100% worth it, it's not too long just 11 episodes.

So until next time, if there is one, have fun be crazy and follow your heart ❤