"And I looked and behold a pale horse
And his name that sat on him was Death"
-Lyric, Angel of Death
-True name is Kurnugia
-Recovering addict
"And Hell followed with him."
Well, in that case, I owe you a few don't I?
*he smiled softly, pulling her in closer and gently pressing kisses to her lips, whispering "I love you" in between them*
Like a rock, evidently.
*he chuckled in slight disbelief, unable to understand how he'd burned himself out that much*
Did-.. Did you stay here, this whole time?
@Pinkblcod *eventually, his eye opened. Once he was awake to realize she was still in his arms, he smiled and kissed her forehead softly. He looked better already*
Good morning love. Or-.. What time is it?
*he could have been in a week-long coma for all he knew*
@Pinkblcod *He knew beyond a shadow of a doubt, that that was untrue, but he couldn't bring himself to argue. He was already asleep. There were moments throughout the hours where he'd whimper, or mumble, but each time he did so, he would hold her a little tighter, and the tension in his ~
@Pinkblcod to hear another notification ding, so help him god. After that, he practically fell into bed, pulling her down with him to hold onto*
... You're absolutely perfect, you know that?
*his speech slowed as sleep began to overtake him*
@Pinkblcod *He walked with her, gently squeezing her hand. Once he got to the bed, he pulled out his phone, sending a quick "You're in charge until I get back" message to Jessabelle, a fellow Reaper and friend, before shutting off his phone and dropping it on the side table. He didn't want~
@Pinkblcod *he held her tight, kissing the top of her head, rubbing her back. The calm he felt with her made him wonder how he could ever go so long without her? In truth, he couldn't. It's now we got to this point of him being too worn out to function. Still, he smiled for her*
Love, I'm~