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“I won’t leave him behind.”

Inspired by this drabble written by @moami

I yelled when this appeared in my activity. God… you captured the drabble so beautifully that I needed a moment to swallow down the lump in my throat. The sadness you let radiate from Tooru is so real! And his expression… I think my heart broke a bit. You’re a wonderful artist, and wow, your doing amazing work with a pencil. I stared at this for far too long.

I’m so happy and thankful you drew this. Thank you so, so much. It is a beautiful piece. ♡♥

“So, would you care to explain where that bleeding nose came from?”

“If you’re asking like that, no, actually.” 

“Hajime, this looks broken. What happened to you?! … let me look at your wrist. Oh my god, what is that? I didn’t know skin could turn that colour.”

“No. It’s nothing, really. Tooru – no – relax, I’m fine!”

“You’re not. God, what – why? You never pick fights, not since middle school.”

“I had to punch him. That guy in class, that asshole, he called you a slut.” 

“…so?”

“You – I had to defend you! You’re not a slut, you never were! It’s not forbidden to enjoy sex, alright, and you’re my boyfriend now and I’m gonna fuckin’ stand up for you, Tooru, will you get that into your stubborn head one day?!”

“That’s got to be the sweetest thing you ever said to me, but I’m still taking you to the hospital. …and I love you, too.” 

“Ugh, shut up. Just value yourself a bit more. You’re – you’re more than – you know what I mean.” 

“Yes, I know. Thank you, Hajime.” 

“…it’s alright. Don’t worry about me. I’m fine when you are. Now let’s go.”

your fics are absolutely incredible!! i love them so much, in such short stories you manage to make me feel so much and i think i have become very emotionally attached to your writing style. everything about everything you write is perfect and you deserve a standing ovation for your brilliant fics! keep up the amazingly great work!!

This is so sweet and I think I squealed a bit when I read this. Thank you so much, you are lovely and lit up my whole night. ♥

part I here. 

“I won’t leave him behind.” 

“Tooru,” Daichi says, soft. His hand brushes Tooru’s shoulder, fingers then clenching tight, rough. “He’s dead. We can’t – “ 

“Don’t touch him.” And Tooru’s eyes are liquid fire when he stares back at Daichi, arms trembling around that beloved body, blood from the cut throat spilling over his skin. “I’ll carry him,” Tooru whispers. He licks his lips, looks down at Hajime, smiling as he brushes hair off his cheek. 

“We can find a cure. I’ll carry him. You don’t have to do anything. Don’t have to get in contact with his – his b-blood. I’ll do it alone.” 

When night falls five hours later and they finally find a hideout, Tooru pulls the cold shape of Hajime between his arms and legs. Daichi and Suga watch him sleep, face buried against Hajime’s slit neck, mouth breathing quietly. Hajime’s blood has dried and crumbles from his skin. It’s black as ink, rotting, dying.

“He’s gonna turn into one of those things.” Suga’s knuckles are white around the gun he’s hiding in his belt. 
“I know,” Daichi says, and closes his eyes. “And he knows, too.”

The first Infected that Hajime kills is to save his own life. 

The last he kills is to save Tooru’s – and when the knife slides into his own throat and blood dances through his vision, he can still see tears gleam in Tooru’s eyes, alive and warm, and they are the last he sees.