✿ {Max}
@angelusxletumkiss meme && 14: last kiss (:// dID SOMEONE SAY PAIN??)
it was a normal morning. isn’t that how all tragedy started? normal until, suddenly, all at once, it’s not?
it’s a monday. it’s sunny. cars roll lazily down the street. it’s normal. max cooks bacon and eggs in the little apartment kitchen. rii sleeps in two hours late. she’s kicked up in the middle of bed, pillows and blankets everywhere. normal, normal, normal.
max kisses her cheek, her temple, her lips, ushering her awake, out of bed. she groans and grumbles and slumps onto the table. they chat about the usual stuff, nothing to different, nothing that catches in the mind long enough to be important.
rii draws up on her toes, curls her hands against his cheeks, kisses his lips. just a kiss, soft and light and quick before she’s twisting out the door, bag weighing heavy in her shoulders. she looks back only for the sliver of a moment, lips in a smile, hand in a half-wave.
then she’s gone.
she never goes on missions. they all made a deal about that. she can’t fight, she refuses too. this time’s different. she can’t hack in from the self-proclaimed 'lair’. lila takes her. lila’s smart, lila’s knows how to protect herself and rii.
it’s night. it’s normal for missions to run late ( right? ). it doesn’t mean anything that she’s not back yet ( right? ). max has to distract himself, reading, gun cleaning, anything. there’s a knock on the door. rii never knocks.
there’s tears filtering in lila’s eyes, she tries to blink them away, tries not to meet max’s eyes. it takes her a moment to find the words, choked in her throat. he doesn’t want to hear whatever she has to say, but she speaks anyway.
“ max… ”
( no, no, no. )
“ max, she’s…gone. she’s dead. ”
