Drabble Three: She and He
She had blonde hair.
He had black.
She had bright eyes.
His were dull.
They both had layers, and they both were in the military. No one was surprised, none bat an eye. It was okay if that was how it was going to be. No one cared, they deserved each other, they were so perfect for each other anyways. But maybe… maybe that made it worse.
She had tears streaked down her face when they put him in the ground.
She was shaking when they put him in the ground.
She looked horrible when they put him in the ground.
She was the one who died the day they put him in the ground.
Because she was the one who had reached out to him, the one who loved him, the one he loved.
So she broke down the day they put him in the ground.
End Drabble Three.
Not a huge Royai fan, but I got this weird idea, so…
