@warstarved from here.
❛ you almost died. ❜ words spoken quietly as she cleaned the blood that had dried on the side of his head, trying to avoid the wound on his side that had begun healing. the wound that could have killed him. ❛ do you know what you’ve done? THE HAND will come after you now and they won’t think twice about killing you…i can’t-i can’t have anything happen to you…you of all people. ❜ gaze rests on the boy now, her hands coming up to cup his face. she couldn’t lose him. ❛ if i lost you, i’d tear this world apart. i’d fight a thousand armies just so that you could live a full life…all because i love- because i care about you. ❜
YOU ALMOST DIED. A part of him already knew that, yet hearing her say it made it all the more real ( as if the pain he was suffering through didn’t scream it loud enough ). His fingers protectively rested upon the bandage surrounding his torso, lips forcing on a smile as he soaked in her concern. He just couldn’t stand to see her look at him that way -- not after the words she hid behind her tongue.
“Don’t you worry about me. I’m harder to get rid of than you give me CREDIT FOR...” His voice trailed away, weak, veins burning as his cells attempted to seal his wounds. Ashton lifted a palm to her feature sin return, lips twitching at the bit of pain it caused, yet he refused to let that forced smile fall. “I care about you too. Why THE HELL do you think I’m like this right now?”
