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♟: Patching up a wound

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    ' c'mon, d, you'll be okay. '

( finally, she managed to get delsin up to her neon sign. he collapsed onto the floor, hands pressing on the large, gaping wound in his abdomen. abigail collapses to her knees next to him, trying to think of what she should do. here in her sniper nest, she's got nothing to patch up the wound. she never thought of something like this happening and now there's nothing she can do to help him. with shaking hands, she presses on his wound too. he lets out a groan and winces at the added pressure. )

    ' fetch... '  ( his voice is a small whisper. she can see just how worried he is right now. )

    ' hold on. jus' lemme think. gimme a minute. '

    ' not...sure if i've got a minute. '

( fuck, fuck, fuck. brown eyes wildly look around the neon sign. what the hell is she supposed to do? his healing isn't working and it'll only be a matter of time before he bleeds out. she looks down at him, a bloodied hand reaching to grasp his shoulder. he's fading quickly and all she can do is just sit there and watch him. she's letting him down by doing nothing. )

    ' fetch... c'mon. '  ( he's begging her at this point to help him. abigail feels herself start to panic. no, not now! she can't start freaking out when delsin needs her. her heart pounds against her chest and she's finding it harder and harder to breathe. there's no time for her to cling to a good memory to calm her down. she's got to act now or delsin will die. )

    ' i dunno what t' do... '

( abigail looks around again, eyes falling upon one of her shirts that's hanging up. quickly, she reaches up and grabs it. next, she'll move delsin's hands and lift up all his layers. the sight of his wound makes her sick to her stomach, but she pushes through. she rolls the shirt up and then wraps it around the wound, tying it around him tightly. small, blood stained hands press down to help stop the bleeding. abigail has done it. she has saved delsin. )

    ' better, d? '  ( with a small smile, she looks to him. the sight of his eyes closed and not hearing a response from him makes that smile fade. )  ' d... '  ( her hands grasp his shoulders and she shakes him. )  ' no... no, i saved ya! delsin! '  ( her forehead rests on his, eyes squeezing shut as tears fall from her eyes. if she would have acted sooner... )  ' don't do this to me. i need ya. i need you. '  ( she's sobbing at this point, forehead still pressed against his. he can't leave her. she can't be alone again. )

( hands slowly place themselves on her waist. abigail is crying so hard she hardly even realizes that delsin is wrapping his arms around her. he's gently hushing her as she cries and reaches a hand up to push pink bangs out of her eyes, blood from his hand staining her face. her eyes open at the touch and they immediately brighten when she sees that small smirk on his face. )

    ' delsin... i thought ya... '

Send me "We're in this together" for a reaction/drabble of our muses dying together.

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( their arms are wrapped around each other as they bleed out. her ear is pressed against her chest, listening to his heartbeat. the pain is almost unbearable. the dup did quite the number on them and now their healing abilities are failing. she’s trying to hold back tears, knowing that this is the end for them. he’s trying to keep her calm by gently hushing her, although he’s in the same amount of pain as she is and he’s just as scared as her. her small fingers grab a hold of his vest and curl tightly around the fabric. abigail lets out the tiniest of whimpers as she feels herself slipping away. )

‘ shhh, everything’s okay. we’re in this together, right? ’   ( delsin hushes her gently. his own voice is shaky and it’s obvious he’s trying to mask his own pain. his body is shaking as he holds the younger conduit. he doesn’t want it to end like this. it can’t end like this. )

( but at least it’s better to die with her than without her. )

‘ it hurts. it hurts so goddamned much. ‘   ( her voice is muffled as she buries her face in his chest. a small hand reaches down to apply pressure to the multiple gunshot wounds to his abdomen. he stiffens at the applied pressure to the wound, his larger hand placing itself over hers. both their hands are soon stained crimson red. )

( delsin lowers his head and whispers into her ear, )   ‘ i love you, abigail. ‘

( just barely she is able to mutter out a reply. )   ' i love ya too, delsin. ‘

( delsin’s arms wrap around her once more, her small hands grabthe fabric of his vest again. his head rests upon fuchsia hair, his lips leaving gentle kisses. they both shake, terrified for what will happen next. but at least they have each other. they’re not going into the dark alone. they’re leaving this world side-by-side. )

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