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Starrk x Harribel
Misery
She was misery, and he could feel it in every smooth line of her body, from the curves of her hips to the cold white of her jaw. She never smiled at him, even when they turned towards each other when he pulled out of her and rested beside her, the both of them stated and filled with a warmth that was out of place, here. There was a look in her eyes that made him feel as if he had not made anything better, only worse- a look that said that each time they were together would make it even harder for her to say goodbye to him.
Because she was certain that they would die- although which one of them went first she did not know. She supposed that she would, since he was the stronger, and she knew that the more he came to mean to her the harder it would be for her to shut her eyes, for the final time, with no regrets. And if he were to go first, as improbable as that seemed, since he fought so rarely… well, she had no knowledge of what it would be like, and dreaded the day she found out.
All she could hope for was that the two of them were killed in the same battle, so she did not have to find out either way.
A hope that was not hope in any uncorrupted sense of the word- a hope for the miserable, for those who had already felt the stark bitterness of reality.
It was that hope that he saw- the hope that they would die the way that they lay: together.