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a/n; takes in the morning of when casa madrigal fell. I probably did something similar about this but who cares.
CW/TW; character's death
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There it was. The voice he was longing for. So desperately need to hear. It was just a simple call of his name. "[Name]..!". His name was rolled off the man's tongue perfectly. That soft-spoken man that he loves, misses so much. Bruno, his fiance. He wanted to turn to look at him. Achingly trying to find comfort by only seeing his lovely soon-to-be husband's face. But it's not the right time.
Currently, [Name] was standing in front of the sea of villagers. Right in front of the fallen Casa Madrigal. He was defending everyone from the similar younger generation of the soldiers from Abuela Alma's stories. He held eye contact with the leader, hands raised in the air as if he was surrendering. His face visibly stiffened- and desperately hoping that they would go away. Of course, no enemies would even comply with such requests. The whole family of Madrigal watches the scene unfold. Their heart racing rapidly. Especially Bruno and Abuela Alma. To Bruno, he just deeply hoped that [Name] wouldn't get hurt. Since it was the first time in years he was able to see him face to face. As for Abuela Alma, she was terrified. Seeing the same exact situation that she had gone through unfolding right in front of her eyes.
"Please," [Name] begged. "Please don't hurt them," He tried his best to sound intimidating. But he knows damn well he was shaking in fear. No one was prepared for this type of situation. They all only depended on the magic of the Madrigals to save them. But now that the magic's gone. They're defenceless. "Leave us alone,"
Bruno couldn't take it. He wanted to- no, he needed to get in there and be right beside his lover. He knows that [Name] needs him desperately. He can feel it.
The sound of a bowstring stretching caught Bruno's attention. He snapped his head to where the sound was emitted. One of the soldiers, to the left, had readied his bow and arrow. Pointing in some direction. He followed the line of aim he was pointing at and came to his surprise, it was his beloved lover. He gasped silently. "[N-Name]!!" He tried to warn. Ending up triggering the arrow to be released and penetrated through [Name]'s chest, earning a sharp inhale from him. Stumbling and falling onto the ground. Everyone gasped. The soldier's leader hurriedly left the place, with the others following him behind.
Bruno's heart beats even more fast. He quickly pushes through the crowd that was surrounding the [h/c] head. Kneeling and cradling [Name] in his arms. "[Name]?! [Name], please!" now it was his turn to beg. Tears had seemingly rolled down his cheeks. Sobbing out his lover's name. [Name] slowly turned his head to face his lovely lover's face and flashed him a weak smile. With his last strength in his body, [Name] slowly raised his hand and gently cupped Bruno's cheek. "Brunito... You're finally back... Welcome home, mi amor..." Tears began erupting from his eyes. "Y-yes! Yes, I'm home...! [Name], oh my god," [Name] let out an amusing hum as his hand fell from Bruno's cheek, leaving that spot colder than ice. His eyelids flickered close as the [skin colour] in his face faded into a pale one. Bruno's eyes widened as a called for his lover's name once again. Having no response, he immediately broke down on the spot. The others couldn't do anything out to feel pity for the broken couple. Everyone knows they could've been such good newlyweds but as if bad luck came, very unfortunate things had to happen. And Bruno would still blame himself for bad everything that happened, even when it wasn't his fault.
