"If my happiness is what must be sacrificed for the happiness of man, I will do it. There are so many people hurting out there that need my help! Can't you understand, Viola? I don't want you hurting anymore either. Please, let me make it better..."
"Don't say those things," Viola shouted, "no one person's happiness is more important or less important than another's! Your happiness matters just as much!"
Maruki's brow knitted. "Viola, please..."
"My happiness is you, don't you get it!?"
He sighed, a sad frown gracing his features. "All I'm doing is hurting you. Let me make it better. You deserve a man better than myself and a life where you don't have to struggle with your past or the unfair hurdles this society has thrown at you. I can take that all away!"
"Don't decide what makes me happy!"
She swallowed. "I want your happiness, doctor. Isn't there anything YOU want?"
"There is, but I can't have it." He replied with a tight-lipped smile.
She winced;she knew what he meant.
"No, Viola, it's you." He whispered.
Viola's eyes widened. Maruki took slow steps forward until he stood in front of her, expression now solemn. He reached up and cupped one of her cheeks. He began to lean down and in an instant her will wavered, her thief attire dissolving into nothing. When his lips touched hers in a gentle kiss, she didn't think to question it, instead melting into his touch.
"I'm sorry..." He murmured against her lips.
As soon as the words left him, she could sense something was happening to her head as it started to grow foggy. Instantly she shoved him back.
He knew she'd be emotionally off guard!
"Please," He begged desperately, "as much as I don't want to do this, I'm adding to your pain. Just let me make you better..."
Art by @lehguru , whom i commissioned for this ❤️