jesus x judas- enemies to lovers

silence- part 1

judas pov-

judas held the freshly built glock out in front of him. blood poured out of jesus' chest as he fell to the floor.
ive won. judas thought with a grimace, resting the gun on the floor and going to take jesus' body in his arms. just as he was about to pick up the body and hide it, he felt a small pang.

a pang of regret.
his lips parted slightly in shock. it hit him. what had he done?
of course, he'd won. but at what cost?
the cost of the love of his life. the man he'd been yearning for all this time. his true love. was this what it meant to win?

judas held jesus' lifeless body in his arms. jesus' eyes were glassy and dead looking. the wound had pierced right through his chest. he looked so beautiful, even at death.

judas squeezed his eyes shut in hopes of biting back some of the tears streaming down his cheeks. but it wouldnt work.
jesus blood poured out onto the ground and onto judas hands.

suddenly, matthew walked past. his eyes widened in shock. judas contemplated running away from the situation. but he had blood on his hands now.

"j-judas..?" matthew said.

judas bowed his head and sobbed even harder.

its all my fault.