He would remember how she smiled, and how patient she was with only ever him. His heart ached knowing in some of the memories, he never even returned the same soft smile she gave him.
She was like the sun, radiating her bundle of light and happiness off to him. Sometimes he would be blessed, and on other days it was too much.
But now, he wanted every single drop, light, or— or even a tiny bit of blooming cheerfulness she had.
He didn't want her to give it to him, like she always for some reason tried to for an asshole shitbag like him.
He wanted to see her happy, her pleasure and satisfaction when he agreed to do something.
Worst part— is— that, ..All this time, Emma tried to gain his attention. A stare, maybe even just a 1 second glance was good.
He never did, only sometimes and she knew deep inside its okay. That he loves her, and it's true.
She was okay with almost everything, so why does it feel different when he lost her? He sometimes wondered,
if Emma felt the same way when he never gave her the love she wanted.
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This is terribly out of character idc
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Without You
FanfictionMAJOR SPOILERS. Draken didn't know how much he really loved her till she was swept off her feet by the hands of death. - ( In other words, just Draken trying to deal with Emma's death. )
