disclm: not mine.
a/n: a month later, DRABBLE. horribly depressing drabble, but drabble. i wrote a shinjixasuka one-shot, which will be up within a week. yay. love for all who've stuck with me.
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)(Homecoming)(
Lying in the bed, Asuka looks like she might bleed if Shinji touches her. So he keeps a respectful distance in an uncomfortable chair and watches. A monitor beeps softly in the background, a lullaby for the dieing. All of the white makes Shinji uncomfortable and he shifts, fidgeting, as he waits. He can she the slow, gentle, rise and fall of her chest in time with the monitor. Even the drip of fluids into her veins through the IV keeps that same rhythm. The door clicks open, and Misato touches his shoulder softly. It is time to go home.
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