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Ultimate masterlist
Masterlists: #1 #2 #3 #4
JJK
Naruto
Death note
Fairy tail
Danganronpa
The owl house
Spy x family
Sk8
Tears of themis
Blue lock
Soul Eaters
Hamatora
Kaijuu 8-gou
Hey! Can i request a scenario with birthday from hamatora.. just whatever comes into your mind for angst :)
God, Hamatora is so underrated, I swear. Once I saw Birthday and angst, my mind jumped to the fact that for the majority of the series, he was- y'know- Also, apologies if there any inaccuracies! It's been quite a while since I've finished HT (for the 2nd time-)
Just One More Spark
Series : Hamatora
Character(s) : Birthday
Genre : Angst
Warning(s) : Character death, hospitals, bullying
Word Count : 584
The day was ending; the sun was beginning to rest and the moon was just barely peeking over the horizon. You sat on the ground, hugging your knees close to your body and relishing in the cool winter air.
"Hey, Birthday? Do you remember when we first met?"
You smiled, closing your eyes in order to better visualize the flashback. "When those kids at the playground took my stuffed tiger and tossed it into a tree just to make me upset? You came running and screaming like a feral dog in order to scare them away." You laughed at the memory and continued, "You really looked like a dumbass, y'know that? I had to patch you up after you fell out of the tree trying to get it down."
At this point, the serene orange and red hues in the sky turned into calming blues and purples. Despite the cold winds dancing around you, you didn't feel a need to move from your spot.
After blowing warm air into your hands and rubbing them together, you paused for a bit, thinking about more memories to reminisce.
"Remember when I was bedridden in the hospital after breaking my leg? I was really lonely since I couldn't do anything. It really sucked.. but you came to visit me and we ended up sneaking out, with you pushing me in a wheelchair." You'd been on a mission and got your leg crushed under falling debris while trying to take cover. When Ratio found out you had gone on a little rendezvous, you both got an earful. You swore you'd never do it again, just to get him off your ass- only to do the same when Birthday broke his legs.
"Y'know, BD, I'm glad to have you by my side. Whether I'm in a bad mood, hurt, bored, whatever, you're always there for me. Even when you were the one in the hospital, you'd find ways to make me smile. I know it sounds selfish, but I want to keep that smile all to myself."
You began to stand up, acknowledging the songs the crickets were beginning to sing and the way the chilly air started biting at you. Looking back towards Birthday's direction, you touched the promise ring on your finger and smiled. "It's funny how fitting your minimum is. In the toughest times, you've been my spark of light- of hope." One by one, tears bubbled up and spilled from your eyes, eventually evolving into choked sobs.
For the longest time, Birthday's condition began catching up to him. As the days went on, his health deteriorated and no one knew what to do. Doctors couldn't treat him so he was left to slowly live out the rest of his days. Despite that, he always kept a smile on his face. Everyone knew he was just masking his pain, but they were just doing the same.
About a month ago, Ratio called everyone into Birthday's hospital room. The air was heavy as all that was heard was the flatlining heart monitor.
Reaching out to touch the cold tombstone, you let your tears fall freely. Fearing you'd catch a cold out in this weather, Nice gently grabbed your arm and dragged you away, letting you lean against him if need be.
The premise was soon empty, save for a worn out stuffed tiger that was sitting neatly against the grave.
"You've always been the light in my darkest times. So please.. just give me one more spark."