the emergency room is a blur of bright lights and shouting nurses, but everything goes perfectly silent the moment he reaches the gurney. your hunter’s uniform is torn, stained with a deep crimson. you took a fatal blow protecting your team during the cleanup and the damage was down before the ambulance doors even flew open.

zayne’s white coat is ruined, stained with your blood. his fingers are pressing down firmly against your chest, his knuckles white from the pressure.

“stay with me,” he says. his voice isn’t the calm, cool one the hospital is used to. it’s low, rough and trembling. “keep your eyes on me.”

“z-zayne.....” you whisper, voice barely louder than a breath. you slowly lift your hand, fingers shaking as you reach for his face. “it’s okay... you don’t.... you don’t have to f-fix it.”

“be quiet,” he commands softly, but his voice completely breaks on the words.

zayne catches your fingers mid air, bringing them up to his chest. his hands are usually cold but right now, your skin shedding its warmth so fast makes him feel like the warm one. “save your energy. i am not letting you close your eyes.”

“i’m just so tired,” you mumble, vision blurring as the bright ceiling lights begin to fade into darkness. “it dosen’t hurt anymore....j-just really dark.”

“look at me, please,” zayne shouts, his composure shattering. he leans down close, forehead almost touching yours, his breath hitched. he uses his free hand to cup your pale cheek, his thumb desperately wiping away the blood near your mouth. “don’t you dare close your eyes. you....you can’t, don’t leave me. stay right here.”

you wish you could stay. you wish you could stay with your zayne. but it seems death is pulling you towards its side. you try to give him one last, faint smile, fingers weakly squeezing his.

“zayne..” you breathe, using every last ounce of strength left. “i l-love you, okay?”

zayne’s heart stops. no no no. he will not lose you. he will not survive in a world where you don’t exist. where he can’t hear your sweet voice. where he can’t lay next to you. a world where he fails to save you.

“no, don’t say that. you are going to be okay.”

“say it back,” you whisper, voice slipping away as the darkness closes in. “p-please..? i want to hear it one last time.”

a look of pure agonizing panic washes over his face. “i love you. i love you so much. so stay with me, keep your eyes open–”

but your hand goes completely limp in his, your head rolling slightly to the side. beside the bed, the heart monitor lets out a long, flat, agonizing scream.

​beeeeeeeeeeep.

​“get back!” zayne screams at the rushing nurses, his voice cracking.

​he locks his fingers onto your chest and begins CPR, forcing his weight into every compression with a terrifying, rhythmic desperation. he is a surgeon who knows exactly how much pressure a human body can take, but right now, he’s fighting a losing war against death itself.

​“come back,” he whispers, his voice thickj and raw. sweat drips down his temples, his shoulders tensing as he tries to force your heart to remember how to beat. “breathe for me. i can fix this. i can’t survive without you. please.”

the monitor stays flat.

“doctor zayne... stop. it’s over,” yvonne whispers softly, reaching out to touch his shoulder. “let her go.”

​zayne’s arms slowly lose their strength, locking in place above your chest. his fingers stay pressed against your skin, shivering from pure grief.

​he doesn’t yell. he doesn’t smash the equipment. he just slowly collapses forward, burying his face into the hollow of your neck. his shoulders shake violently as he lets out a silent, broken sob against your skin.

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iza: we were separated at birth I am so sure of it. Like...you know dada. You are always pulling things straight out of my head. I've never said 'yes exactly' so much in a conversation with a person in my life. You genuinely just get me every single time and I love it so much. Our writing calls are basically just my virtual journal at this point but I wouldn't trade it for the world. I love seeing you pop up and yapping to you incessantly about literally everything and nothing at the same time. I think the two of us combined would talk up a storm like no one has ever seen, so they nerfed us and put us too far. You make me laugh like crazy and honestly we need to geoguess for 12 hours everyday for me to be satisfied.

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