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17: Goofy Kiss

Lavi loved teasing him more than anything else, the way his cheeks would flare and he'd stumble over his words. Lavi would move closer, hands on his hips, leaning forward. He came until he was on Krory's lap, still grinning. Krory was trying to pout and protest. But Lavi shook his head. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to him mid sentence, muffling the words he was trying to say beneath him. He laughed against his mouth, pulling back. 

Krory was helping his best friend, well actually he was keeping the bookman company while he moved books about his room, cataloguing and organising the tomes he had collected. Krory sat on his friend’s bed while Lavi carried piles of books here and there, the two of them chatting while he worked. The Romanian was happy to be in his friends company as he always was.

A sudden loud thump made Krory look up from the book he was flicking through, thinking Lavi might have dropped a pile of books. To his horror he saw the bookman on the floor, flat on his back. Krory was up on his feet and kneeling at lavi’s side in an instant. The bookman eye were closed, his skin deathly grey and his lips had turned blue, something was terribly wrong

“L-lavi?” Krory shook his friend at first, trying to wake him but to no avail “Lavi…p-please wake up!”

His friend remained as he was and Krory knew he was running out of time. his friend slipping away from him. Krory leans in with his head to his friends chest but can hear no heartbeat…. He takes his shaking hands and places them on his friend’s chest and starts to push down in rapid movements, counting as he does. His friend does not respond, his body motionless as if the life, his breath had been taken from him.

“N-no Lavi…don’t leave me…”

Krory tries to think over the panic he is feeling, the dread; he doesn’t have time to find a doctor. He has to act or Krory does not want to think of what might happen. 

Tilting back his friends head, Krory mouth goes to his friends, forming a seal and giving breath back to the bookman, a life giving kiss. Krory gives his friend two breaths and then massages his chest some more, willing Lavi to come back to him. 

Suddenly the bookman gasps, his eye flickers open as he takes the first few precious breaths. His body shakes and Krory is overjoyed to have his best friend back.

He starts to cry with relief, pulling Lavi to him in a gentle embrace but careful not to hurt his best friend the whole world. The one he loved with all his heart

“I thought I h-had l-lost you” he sobbed “I thought you had gone from me…”

Lavi froze feeling Krory's arms encircle him. He stayed still, looking blankly toward the cieling while he tried to collect his breath. He flexed his fingers after a moment and looked back to Krory, rubbing at his forehead. 

Send me 'Fading to Dust' for my muses reaction to watching yours die right in front of them.

They were supposed to be protecting people, working together to stop the attack. With Krory springing off of his hammer, guiding the iron snake up into the sky, they were supposed to be unstoppable. But this was too much. They were over come, too many level threes. Just too many.