Letters //TPN x Reader//

Death (Requested)

Hi!
It's been long♡
Readers have been requesting this to me and I was like, "hmm, maybe one day.. or never... i don't know." But I got an idea and I'm ready to work on it!

This takes place in Norman's hideout, I kinda forgot the name though hahah. Sorry.

I hope you enjoyed!

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The room felt oddly cold and colder for her, no warmth to seek in or to search for. The shaky hands of her fingers pointed against the shinning stars by the window, counting it one by one and read them all.

As a child, she didn't know which was which and the stars that beamed above the Heaven Santa too.

"You know, stars are more beautiful than you thought, Y/n. The shapes of Aries, Taurus, Aquarius.."

James, her long time friend exclaimed. Ciel and Y/n sat across him as he pointed every shapes of different pattern stars. "But I found no difference," Y/n commented. "If you pay attention closely, it's the position of the stars一" James continued on and on.

"The stars.. are beautiful tonight."

The stars blinged and dimmed, they shone bright but died soon. Her mind couldn't help but wonder back to the memories she hadn't touched for a while. The emptiness inside her chest was unbearable一but she tried her best to keep her eyelids awake.

Her own blood spreaded around her white bed sheet, her breath turned shaky as her teeth clenched together. 'Huh, James's right. The stars do have their own shapes and names.'

Her e/c eyes wandered and found the stars of Aries, Taurus, and so on. Her heartbeat slowed down but she still attempted to keep breathing even if it hurt her.

No, she couldn't die here yet.

She hadn't seen the blue ocean and hadn't had a complete family yet. She had to stay awake.

It's a must.

And what about the life she deemed to have? For them to go on a waste?

The flashes on her head quickly went white一pure white as she could no longer visualized the future.

That's it.

It's her death bed, here in the Demon World. "I'm sorry..." she whispered with the most shaky breath she ever breathed out. Her voice cracked, the lump on her throat was tight and heavy.

Her hand rested on the red rose on her chest, admiring the last petals of flowers. "I'm sorry, Ciel, James."

It was difficult to mention the name she hadn't mentioned in a long time. It was painful, and she never knew her death would be this painful after everything she went through.

She hadn't said her regards to the children, she hadn't collected all the luck across the world, and she hadn't fullfilled the promise to "live on".

If only time could stop... just for a second.

She let out a sigh, but not the sigh full of exhaustion一but the admiration of how beautiful the world was, despite the cruelness she had to go through.

And every drip of visions where she spent times with her family, friends, and the time she was sent right to a forgein orphanage. It was like the butterfly that flew to the other side of the world一finding a new beautiful flower it could land on.

Like the stars that blinged in the middle of the night ocean, where all people would sleep and rest on their bed. Blessed delicious food, family to accompany them, love and all the books they've read.