Write about asking for mercy.
A prompt from The Writer's Book of Days. Renge/Nekozawa.
"Re-renge-sama, please."
"Absolutely not!"
"Renge-sama!"
Umehito was desperate, by now. Without thinking, he pushed his hood down and shook Bereznoff violently off his hand. Renge startled, standing in front of him, staring down at the dejected puppet with unrestrained shock. He reached out one shaky hand to try to grab her shoulder.
"Renge-sama, please... please understand. I..."
"No!!" she shrieked, swatting his hand away. "Don't tell me. I don't want to hear it!"
"But you do understand, don't you?!" He suddenly felt tears stinging his eyes, and blinked them back forcefully, cursing his own weakness. "You do... know, right? How I feel..."
He looked at her directly in the eyes, and she was starting to cry, too. She was shaking her head, in denial rather than disagreement, and her arm was still held up. He took this moment to grab hold of her wrist, as gently as he could in this emotional state. She whimpered, and Umehito watched some tears slip down her cheeks. But she didn't force him away, and he took a small amount of confidence from that.
"Renge-sama, please just listen --"
"No," she said, quiet. She was looking at Bereznoff on the floor again. "This is all wrong. I never wanted it to end up this way -- someone like you -- I mean, it doesn't make any sense!" She stared at him imploringly, as if asking him why it had ended up this way. This expression bothered him; he gritted his teeth, pulling on her arm to bring her closer to him.
"Why does it have to make any sense?!" he asked, half-shouting. She startled again, but failed to pull herself away. "Renge-sama, I love you -- it doesn't make any sense, but it's the truth!"
Hearing these words, her eyes flitted nervously around the empty room, and Umehito, watching her carefully, saw her cheeks start to turn darker and darker pink. Then, slowly, her eyes met his, and she started to sob wholeheartedly.
"I -- Umehito, I don't..." she hiccuped, and through his grip on her wrist, he felt her start to collapse. Startled, he figdeted for a moment, but he wrapped his free arm around her waist, supporting her. He released her wrist to wrap that arm around her waist, as well. He was bent down a little uncomfortably due to their difference in height, but she was crying into his shoulder, and he didn't mind that.
"I don't want to ..." she murmured after a little while, after the crying had started to subside.
Umehito couldn't even force himself to speak after his outburst, so he just rested his chin on her shoulder. They were quiet for a long time, and once Renge's sobs reduced themselves back down to nothing, she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.