More angst for our depressed souls.
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You had died on a mission with Kirishima, your lifeless corpse held in his arms as he attempted to shake you awake.
He witnessed your eyes grow dark and his get blurry with tears, he fell to his knees.
"Y/N! Y/N! WAKE UP BABY!" Kirishima cried out, shaking you harshly, avoiding the inevitable truth of your death.
It only made it worse that it wasn't even a remotely peaceful death; you were surrounded by chaos and violence.
Blood was spilt on the battlefield, Kirishima's bruised hands caressed your face as he buried his face in your neck and sobbed.
"You can't be dead...no...no...NO!" Kirishima wailed, clenching your attire.
"Please don't leave me" Kirishima cried, putting his forehead on your cold one.
Your lips went rosy and dry, blood seeping from the corners of them.
"I love you...please don't take her away from me...please" Kirishima prayed to God, pulling your head against his chest as he embraced you.
But it was no use.
You were gone.
And he was alone.
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3 months later
Kirishima looked up to his ceiling, a blank stare covered his once smiling face.
He stopped working, he stopped eating, he stopped functioning.
His hair was messy, now fading back to its original black colour after being left unattended.
It didn't matter to him anymore.
It felt like every move he made was dread, lacking motivation and utterly pointless.
He'd lost his one true love, his best friend, his soulmate.
The person he wanted to marry.
He didn't want to continue living, every breath he took reminded him of you.
Your bright eyes stuck in his mind, the eyes he would never get to see beam for him again.
Your scent lingered on his clothes, the sweetness of your perfumes/colognes slowly started to fade.
Your smile, his hope, tore through his heart as he realised he would never get to see it again.
He put an arm over his eyes, wiping his tears on his sleeve.
"Y/N..." Kirishima mumbled, looking over to the picture of you and him.
He gazed at your smile on the picture, your beautiful and loving smile.
He took the picture in his hand and inspected it, holding it above him and staring directly at your face.
His heart ached with remorse, pounded with guilt and swelled with regret.
"I couldn't save you...what a worthless hero I am..." He mumbled to himself, throwing the picture aside and face palming.
He sat up, putting his head in his hands as he felt a migraine coming on from the excessive amounts of tears he cried.
He kept repeating that it was his fault.
"She died because of me.."
"Such a pathetic hero"
"I'm sorry" He whimpered.
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He looked over to the picture, the glass now shattered and the frame cracked.
He lowered his head more, before hearing an owl outside.
He looked to the window, the large, encouraging window.
His eyes narrowed from the salty tears, seeing the owl on a tree from a far.
He ran a slow hand through his hair before walking towards the window.
He placed a hand on the glass, pushing the window open.
He stood in front of the open window, looking down to the ground below him.
He would never survive a jump like that.
But he was desperate to see you again.
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