{ Thirty Ninth Day } Pain: Bel x Reader
You winced at the amount of soreness the support was causing, watching as Bel dragged the knife down your body tantalizingly. The loss of blood was straining your body, and you couldn't hold on any longer; it was about time you submitted yourself to death.
His warm hands cupped your face, capturing your cold lips in a final kiss before stabbing the dagger straight into your abdomen, studying your pained expression. Liquid fire burned in your throat, spitting out blood that urged to come out; your pupils dilated, and you closed your eyes for the last time.
"You'll be mine forever, princess."
And it was the pain in your heart that hurt the most.
