"𝐈 𝐯𝐨𝐰, 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡..."
I wrote maybe 20 oneshots, but it was a while ago and I only like one so it's the only one I'm keeping up.
I hope you enjoy the single chapter, though.
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Play the video above Yes this is hurt/comfort with a good ending, chill out Mentions of RayEmma sorta? It's still NorRay.
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It's been two years since Norman's shipment. He was gone, dead. Ray understood it, he understood this day was going to happen years ago. He just didn't think he'd be alive to feel the pain of it. What happened to the original plan? Weren't they all going to escape? Is that not what Emma promised?
But it wasn't like he could blame her. It wasn't her fault. Emma accepted Norman's fate over time and tried to help Ray. But he would never be mentally ok after this.
Emma and Ray weren't in a romantic relationship, they didn't have those kinds of feelings for each other. Sometimes they faked it to cope with their own pain but they both knew how they felt.
"...Norman?" Ray's voice cracked by the word of his best friend's name.
"That's me," Norman smiled. Ray wanted to slap him so badly but he also wanted to feel his warm embrace again. He ran up to him, wrapping his arms around his torso, he could feel Norman do the same to him. Norman rested his chin on Ray's head, smiling with his eyes closed.
He of course knew how much Ray wanted to slap him, but he also knew how much they both dreamt about this day.
‧͙ ━━━━━━━·͙ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷‧͙ ━━━━━━━·͙ THE WAY I FUCKING SOBBED WHILE WRITING THIS OH MY GOD
I'm not even kidding, this song makes me cry every fucking time I listen to it.
