Rating: T
(Sequel to Kill Me)
Leave a "Mourn Me" in my ask, and I'll write a drabble about my character mourning your character's death.
Red eyes closed, hiding their empty depths as he held the sobbing twins close. Asuka stood next to him, the Shimon Ring on his finger. Before them, their father and Gale's lover laid in a bed of pure white roses, his caring eyes closed, never to open again.
Asuka looked at his father who stood bravely and emotionlessly. No one besides the Shimon family knew how hard the albino was taking this. How much force it took Gale to be strong in front of them, trying to be the emotionally guarded one like Enma use to be.
The eldest son also knew way more than the rest of the family did how much of a toll it was taking on his father and that his father blamed himself. He could see the purple bags under those tired red eyes. The albino's weight was dropping, he had stopped eating.
Every night Asuka would sit next to his father's room, wishing he could help as he listened to the older male's quiet sorrow filled sobs that he tried to keep silent.
The older son actually found out about his father punishing himself for the death of Enma. Around the male's chest, he wore barbwire, so when he would move it would dig into his skin. The teen remembered forcing Gale down and cleaning the wounds, refusing to let the albino do this again.
Asuka fought to try to get Gale to open up to talk… but Gale refused to let his shell break. He kept it up to deal with everyone and because he needed to be strong for his kids. Gale had even found Asuka crying silently and had pulled him close and comforted him.
The albino was determined to protect his sons and daughter. He would make Enma proud and then apologize to Enma when he finally passed one.