Who Goes First?
You were sitting up in bed, the white sheets in front of you stained with blood. Break had been dragged out of the room and into the hallway, unable to remain calm. You coughed once again, blood flying everywhere. The pain of your recent stab wound became unbearable and you cried out slightly, only to have the sound drown in the blood in the back of your throat. You heard Break shout angrily, a thud sounding against the door.
"Let me see her!" He shouts, the door crashing open. You turned your head, still coughing blood as you watched the light-lavender haired man walk towards you, his only good eye full of tears.
"(Y/N)! (Y/N) calm down." You shook your head, grabbing his shoulder as you struggled to regain your breath and stop coughing. Break held your shoulder in turn, holding you steady.
"Br...eak... Help...me...PLEASE!" You shouted the last bit, pain flaring up and down your spine as your larger incuse completed its turn. Black flames surrounded your feet but Break stayed right by your side, his jaw tight as you gripped his shoulder harder.
"Calm down (Y/N)." He says in a soothing tone, bringing you closer to his body as he hugged you, not caring if the back of your shirt was soaked through with blood. You breathed in the smell of sugar and cake frosting as you continued to try to stop the coughing.
A few hours later, you had stopped coughing, but had instead started to puke up the blood violently. Break had remained by your side, always with a long and slender hand on your back. Once you caught a break from the puking, you turned into Break's chest, breathing heavily.
"Shh, it's okay, (Y/N)." He says, rubbing your back. You let out a shuddering breath, nodding.
"Thank...you." You whispered. His hand stopped on your back for a moment before he sighed and continued to rub your back in circles.
"No need to thank me. Just save your breath." He whispered back. You felt his red eye looking at you with concern when you started to cough again. He held you at arms length by the shoulders and wiped the blood away from your lower lip.
"Break?" You ask hoarsely, watching his blurred figure in your partially blurred vision. He leaned forward, but before his lips could touch yours, black flames appeared around you and you were dragged into the Abyss. The last thing you saw was Break reaching for you before you blacked out.