Pairing: None
Main Character: Debitto and Jasdero
Rating: T
Prompt: Defend: I'll write a drabble of my character protecting yours.
Jasdero whimpered as he grabbed Debitto and pulled him close once the Exorcists had thrown him back into their cell.
They had the unlucky event of being captured by the exorcists and held as prisoners. The exorcists had sealed their materialization power by injecting innocence into their bodies, weakening them considerably.
Jasdero's blonde hair had lost its shine and their makeup was practically gone. Their guns ripped from their hands. The days had begun to blur together after endless days of torturing for information. Debitto had taken the brunt of it, by acting like he knew exactly what the Earl was doing, to keep the attention of his twin.
Day by Day, Debitto seemed to be getting worse and worse. A few days ago, he started coughing up blood. It started as just a speck, but now his coughing would last for minutes. His raven hair was becoming brittle and his golden eyes were losing their light. But he wouldn't stop fighting, no matter how much Jasdero begged.
The blonde moved his brother's head to his lap, to give him some comfort against the stone ground. His hand ran through Debitto's hair, a flash of fear in his eyes when strains of the hair would collect around his fingers as he removed his hand. Tears beaded in Jasdero's golden eyes as he buried into Debitto's hair.
"Debi…" Jasdero whimpered as he removed the bandages from his arms and wrapped the remaining strains around Debitto's injuries, but he knew they were not enough. A recent attack on an Order Headquarters had made them step up their torture. Jasdero could easily see the viciousness and desperation of them in the blood that ran down his twin's figure and joined the other stains of dried blood.
"Don't worry… J-Jas… I won't let them hurt you…" Debitto spoke out in raspy voice, golden eyes meeting Jasdero's with an unfocused look in them. Tears built up in the blonde twin's eyes and dripped down onto Debitto's bruised cheeks. Fingers gently stroked across the raven's damaged cheek. The innocence was killing Debitto; Jasdero could feel his brother's presence weakening in his head.
"Debi…d-don't sleep… don't leave… D-Dero… Dero has no one, if Debi is g-gone…" Jasdero whimpered quietly, his hand stroking over Debitto's cheek shakily, trying to keep those golden eyes from closing.
"S-shh… Don't worry, Jas… I will always look…aft…er…..you…." Debitto's voice grew weak as his eyes fell shut.
"D-debi?" The blonde questioned, shaking Debitto , trying to get those familiar and comforting eyes to open and look at him.
"D-D…Debi… pl-please…" A plea escaped stitched lips, tears dripping down his cheeks and landing on his brother's cheeks.
"Please…."
"Debi…"
"W-wake up…."
"DEBI!"