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"V-villain, I'm feeling c-cold."
Villain held civilian's hand tight, as they laid on the ground, world burning around them, a metal rod sticking out of their stomach. Villain almost barfed when they first saw the sight, rushing in to save them, only then realising that it was too late.
They wouldn't even need to be here if Hero had done their job properly.
Anger boiled from the bottom of their gut. But they decided to quell it for now, for civilian's sake.
"Shhhh, it's okay. I'm feeling cold too, it's just... cold outside."
Civilain attempts to laugh but it comes out as a painful groan, "You're... saying that when buildings are burning around us? I'm not... *cough* deaf you know..."
Villain sighs, looking at civilian fondly. Their eyes are closed, so they won't see them but villain would look anyway. Flashes of them having a friendly debate about some random topic in their tiny apartment flashed through villain's head, making their whole body hurt and scream.
Why did it have to be you? You're so brilliant, and you definitely had a bright future ahead but now... that future's disappearing and I can't do anything about it. No matter how much I may want to.
Villain kept turning around, scanning the scene, looking for an ambulance or any health personnel but no people were in sight. Except for the dead ones. They were itching to go and drag a health worker here if they had to, but they couldn't just leave civilian in this condition. What were the heroes doing?!
Villain felt helpless and they hated it.
"V-villain, are y-you here?"
Villain immediately focuses all of their attention back on civilian. "Of course I'm here, where else would I go?" They held civilian's hand tighter for emphasis but they didn't get any response. Their heart sank.
"Oh, okay. I just can't... feel a-nything anymore."
Villain tried their best not to cry. Not now.
"Look up at the sky, it looks so beautiful today." Villain tried to sound calm and happy, but they think it came out as something strained and croaky.
Civilian strains to open their eyes. Villain's heart falls further into whatever abyss that was now swallowing them whole.
"I- can't... I can't see."
Tears run down Civilian's face and that was the final straw. Villain's hands gently wipe away those tears, while fresh tears steadily glided down their own cheek.
"I'll describe it to you then- it looks just like your eyes when you wake up. You know that your eyes change colour when they're exposed to sunlight right? That's beautiful too of course-
Civilian puts the last of their strength squeezing Villain's hand. Tight. Villain looks down at them now, their eyes barely open, but still open.
"You're beautiful too *wheeze* Villain."
Their hand goes limp in villain's hand.
No no no no no-
"Civilian, hey... hey! Wake up, come on. I'll go look for an ambulance right now, I'll drag the hero here if I have to-
Civilian didn't open their eyes again.
Villain finally let themselves sob. It sounded pained. Dreadful. Hopeless. They didn't think they could even make such a sound.
It seems like their sounds of agony had attracted someone else to the scene.
"Villain, what are you-
Hero shuts up immediately after seeing Civilian's lifeless body behind Villain.
Oh God no-
Villain was standing in front of them in a flash, Civilian's body held in their arms. Villain didn't have to say anything. Hero understood- their eyes were screaming at them.
Where the hell were you? Why weren't you here?
Hero could answer, but they didn't think any reason could justify them not being there. For civilian. For failing to protect them. For failing to complete their duty. And for breaking villain's trust. So they just stood there.
Villain seethed, and the next words that came out of their mouth made them feel like everything else that they had ever said before was a lie-
"I'm going to kill you."
Hey everyone! I'm sorry it's been a while since I posted. I just keep second guessing myself so I never end up posting, does that make sense? And yeah, this was meant to be a prompt but well, as always, I ended up making this long again haha. Hope you all like this <3
(Thanks so much for the support even when I'm not posting actively, you all are amazingđź’• )
" What are you waiting for?" Hero chuckled and it sounded dry and lifeless- it almost hurt Villain to listen.
"You have me in a chokehold and I clearly have nowhere to run." , they continued, as if taunting.
Villain opened their mouth, prepared to spit out a sarcastic retort but the next thing Hero said shut them up, the words dying in their throat.
"Go on, stab me." Hero said, their eyes daring them to.
And Villain would have believed them if not for the way their shoulders slumped against the cold wall, as if they were tired of standing and just wanted to fall down, tired of carrying the heavy weight on their shoulders and just wanted to let go.
And that's when Villain realized that these words were Hero's attempts at provoking them- like a devil whispering in your ear, Hero wanted Villain to listen to them, wanted Villain to stab them, to take their life, to relieve them of whatever it was that they wanted to get away from.
And there was no way Villain was having any of that. If the world didn't want Hero anymore, if Hero themselves didn't want them anymore then Villain would give them something to live for, because losing Hero wasn't worth anything.
So Villain stared back, gaze hard and firm, refusing to break eye contact, daring them as if saying "make me."
sorry this is short / just wanted to give you all something to read hehe / planning a series which I'll get to work on asap / poor Hero is just tired and Villain wants to help / hope you enjoyed:) / feel free to use as a prompt, but please tag or credit me