-THUD-
Ouch....
Am I....dead?
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No...dead people can't think.
My head throbs and I can feel cold cement under my fingers. Despite being afraid to look, I nervously open my eyes. At first, all I can see is a mass of white and silver clouding my vision, but I blink hard and try to focus.
Is it an angel?
"Now don't go making a mess down there for someone else to have to clean up," says a soft familiar voice.
I don't answer. I just turn my face away in shame and stare at the darkened cement roof I'm sprawled out on.
"You really should be more careful, Shinji," he whispers, crouching down next to me.
I timidly turn my face back and am met with a pair of wet crimson eyes staring back into mine. They're piercing in contrast with his monochromatic features.
A jolt runs through my body and I have to look away again.
Why is he looking at me like that?
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Kind Crimson Eyes
FanfictionShinji has been struggling lately. Things seem hopeless, but Kaworu takes care of him and makes sure he knows he doesn't need to face things alone. [Hurt/Comfort] [Fluff] [Angst] [Asuka is a bully] [TW] -Mentions of scars -Talk of suicide
