I want to write a proper story for these two one day.
(P.S. - Subaru's point of view)
.o0o. .o0o. .o0o.
I know you hate me.
But that's not why I'm here.
I'm here to tell you that you're wrong.
That the blood now pooling around my broken body doesn't bother me.
That my blood seeping crimson as life slips away, is not leaving me with regret.
That, though you might not mourn the passing of this life,
I will cry for you.
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Because that's the way I am.
And you will dry the blood on your hands, and walk away.
Without ever saying a word.
Because that's the way you are.
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And neither of us can deny what we are.
What fate has called us to be.
And that is why, when you go,
I'll smile.
Because if I have to die,
I'm glad that you can be the one to kill me.
I'm glad that it will be my blood on your hands, and not some stranger's blood, or someone else's hands.
Just yours.
For I am, forever and always, yours.
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