A/N: Thanks for the reviews, guys! A lot of you really liked the last one (LOL) and it's good to know I'm not the only obsessed whumper out there, ya know? ;) Anyway, this one's angsty. I *might* continue it with a part two. Haven't quite decided yet. Review?
Moments
~Drabble Ten: Blood~
It was everywhere, red and sticky, soaking into the blue shirt, blending in with the neckerchief. Arthur's hands were covered in it, droplets of Merlin's life clinging to his hands. He pressed a cloth against the gaping wound. It was soaked through almost instantly.
"No, you're not doing this to me, idiot," Arthur said, something clear, wet, and salty mixing with the crimson flow. "You'll be fine. I won't let you die. Not for me."
Another tear mixed with blood.
Two blue eyes blinked slowly. A tinny voice whispered, "Arthur?"
Arthur's breath hitched. Merlin's eyes slipped shut again.
"Merlin?"
Silence
A/N: So what do you guys think? Want another part? This was meant to be subjective – did he die or live? Was Merlin saying goodbye or was his waking up a sign of recovery? It's all in the way you interpret it, I guess. But if you want this to continue with another drabble, let me know. Also, please review! :)
~Emachinescat ^..^