Thread continuation for
thetaintedsorrow.
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Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.
Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.

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They're not.
With wide eyes, Chuuya rushes to his love's side.]
No, no, no, no...
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The expression on his boyfriend’s face breaks his heart, and Chuuya reaches up to cup his cheek with a blood soaked hand.]
I’m sorry. I broke my promise. I said I wouldn’t leave you...
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[He's crying too hard to see his boyfriend's expression, but the hand on his cheek says everything. Sobbing, Chuuya wraps his arms around the other's chest.
It's too late to worry about aggravating a wound.]
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[Chuuya gently strokes his boyfriend’s cheek, the movement of his thumb taking almost all the energy he has left.]
I don’t...wanna die without seeing you smile again.
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There are still tears in the corners of his eyes.]
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[Chuuya smiles in return as the light slowly begins to fade from his eyes.]
Use the time you have left...to do something good, okay? Don’t...give up because of me.
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His love has always thought too much of him. He says 'don't give up' like Chuuya has the strength to keep going without him. Like Chuuya could pick himself up again after watching another piece of his heart die. Like Chuuya will do anything besides stay here and cry over his corpse until the mafia comes to retaliate.]
...I will.
[He can't keep going, but he can at least lie so that his love can die content.]