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Albert looked at Luck’s bloodied hands, worn out from hundreds to thousands of battles, his neck bleeding out, a cut he well deserved, and his eyes dimming down, hope losing by each passing second, and the man watched. Luck grabbed onto his cheeks, smiling despite there being no reason to be happy, “I’ll be fine” he lied, so brazenly in fact. “I’ll heal any second!” he spoke so easily through his gritted teeth, containing his screams. “I-I’ll..” his smile faltered, “I’ll…. live..” if he believed that, why was he crying?
liar. A dirty liar. A demon that lies, how fitting.
“you won’t.” Albert said, now watching Luck crumble under his words. “you’ll die” he repeated, feeling Luck’s hands weakening, but still holding onto his cheeks, why was he so stubborn about that? “stop it..” “It’s alright to cry, love..” “...why would I cry? you deserved this.” He ignored the tears dripping down, how Luck’s blood-stained hands wiped them away, with the same gentleness he always gives him. “.....” “..,,,” Luck’s hands fell, now clinging onto his neck, “I love you..” “....” Albert stayed silent, not giving the man this little bit of comfort.
he was weak, death was inevitable in war, and he have buried countless bodies before, what made Luck so special? Yes, they spend decades together, but didn’t they separate when luck created this ridiculous war? his love should’ve ended then! rightfully so!
..who was he kidding, his heart never listens.
“..I love you too..” Luck was a cruel demon, even in his dying moments, he continued to torment Albert. His sweet voice whispered cruel words of affection, his hands so softly playing with Albert's messy hair, failing to even tidy it up just a bit. “here I am, all bloody.. yet you look worse somehow..” “how mean..” that earned him a chuckle from the dying man, who’s eyes no longer shine. “I’ll see you..” “no, you won’t.” “I will.. I need.. some rest….” Albert shook the man, forcing him to stay awake longer, “I didn’t say you can sleep.” “I’m tired….” “I’m finally here and you want to sleep? ..how lazy.” “....I.. can’t help.. it….” luck slept
deeper
and deeper
into slumber
albert bend down, giving a kiss on the demon’s cheek, “good night, love”