Kalim couldnât remember the last time you truly smiled. It was just one devastating morning when life felt too dull to be true. You cried for a long time, and Kalim could only try and comfort you. Like any normal human being, he wanted to know why. Why you cried, why his love and joy was so upset.
You told him nothing, just waved off his questions like there was nothing wrong. But from that day forward, you never seemed to be the same. Sure, you smiled, you laughed, you acted like nothing was different, but behind the facade was someone else, someone broken, someone who choked back tears every night. And Kalim, as oblivious as he usually was, saw it all.
You were his lover, his partner, his one and only, so why wouldnât you confide him?Â
It got so bad, to the point where you stopped coming over to Scarabia and attending less and less classes, and soon enough, you didnât even step outside at all. Kalim wanted to help you. He really did, but if you didnât open up those doors, how could he?
He asked everybody about you. Do you know what happened? Have you seen them at all? But nobody knew, not even Grim.
Eventually, Kalim stopped trying to figure out the cause. After all, it only seemed to make things worse whenever he brought it up. Though that didnât stop him from checking up on you. He left flowers by your doorstep, your favorite foods, things you used to love. He kept doing it, over and over again, even when you decided to break up with him, telling him you were a waste of his time, that he should just move on because you were a lost cause and⊠more stuff Kalim didnât want to remember.
Still, he kept going.
Whenever someone asked why he would just say, âI just wanna see Y/N smile again! I wanna make them happy!â
You were grateful. It was just⊠really hard to show it.
As time passed rumors about you spread, and it only seemed to make you fall deeper into that hole you'd created. Before you knew it, you were standing at the edge of a roof top, wind brushing past your tear-streaked face. With a purposeful step, you fell backwards. Finally, youâd be free of that burden!
Or notâŠ
It was just so sudden. That hand that shot out of nowhere grabbing your arm and pulling you back. Time almost felt too slow as you saw that familiar face.Â
Kalim?
âKeep living, okay?â He smiled joyfully, helping you back to sturdy ground.
Kalim was aware that maybe it wasnât the greatest idea to save someone who wanted to die, but you could be his friend, an acquaintance, an enemy, anything as long as you kept living. Do it for him!
A selfish request all for what? All because deep down he knew that his world, this world- wouldnât be complete without you.
Every time you tried to leave he was always there, and every time he brought you back you resented him even more.
âKeep living, Y/N!â
âKeep living!â
âLive for me⊠please.â
He didnât care if you resented him. Heâd wait for eternity just to feel your love again, just to see your genuine smile one more time.
If only Kalim had an eternity, if only.
But no matter the sum of money, an eternity cannot be bought, nor can true love.
And all it took was one fateless day for that hate to slip out of your hand and kill him.
The knife meant to erase you erased him instead. The blood that spewed out was his, not yours. The eyes that were meant to close stayed open, and the smile that shouldn't have existed lingered for a little bit longer.
Using his last ounce of strength, Kalim pressed a kiss to your forehead, his breath smelled faintly of blood. He'd never figured out the cause, never know if you'd stay alive, but he saw a genuine smile though full of hate, the light in your eyes before you stabbed him... it was still a smile nonetheless. It was still a spark... and he couldn't have asked for more.
