#ocx

The snow was cold as the sky slowly dropped small snowflakes. Corazon felt the red damp fluid from the bullets clung to his body, the snow dampening the clothes not soaked.

The bright clouds didn’t allow any of the blue to be scene, painting a bright white sky. As a shadowy figure leaned over him, he felt his heart hammer. If his brother wanted to end him quickly, he couldn’t fight back. But no…this figure was too familiar to harbor even a little ill-will toward him.

Myers Blythe, the woman who stole his heart by laughing once and who turned his brain to mush, preventing him from breathing out everything single thought of confession. The one he had planned to return to and finally love without holding back.

Blythe didn’t look a hair out of place, just like he left her. He gently raised one hand, wincing at the movement causing pain to shoot through his nervous system. She smiled softly at him, almost leaning into his palm, her blue eyes sticking out against the white surroundings, with her blonde hair almost shining against the snow backdrop.

As she leaned down to his lips, he felt the warmth slowly start to flow under his skin. The kiss was all he could focus on; A kiss in the snow, as he laid bleeding out and dying.

When the sensation of cold left his lips, he blinked back tears as he left his chest grow harder and harder to inhale with, until suddenly it stopped.

The wind whipped around and no one could be seen, though voices in the distance grew louder heading in Corazon’s direction.

When he was found, the smile of a lovesick man decorated his face and in the snow, by his hand was an empty ring box.