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headcanons || reacting to their s/o's death

Hey loves! I hope you're all well!

Ummm I feel like angst has been long overdue, so I write this! Enjoy I guess?

Also, there may be more typos in this since I didn't proof read it!

reader is gender neutral

tw: death, blood, gunshots, stab wounds, depression, grief, etc

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MIKEY

Mikey's whole world would come crashing down the moment his eyes laid on your dead body. His body would freeze and his ears would ring. The smell of death filled the air, and for the first time in a long time, Mikey was scared; truly petrified. Time slowed as he approached you, or I suppose what used to be you. He had only seen you alive and perfectly well just 30 minutes ago, how could you possibly be dead now?! How could you possibly end up dead in the only half hour he left you alone?!

He didn't want to believe it, but the sight in front of him said more than his brain could deny. Your face was drained of any color, and you laid eerily still. Your lips were a blue tint, too blue for a live person. But most notably, was the gunshot wound to your stomach. Blood surround that area, and it made Mikey wanted to vomit. There just wasn't anything there in the body that used to hold you. And there was absolutely no denying your death. But for Mikey, there was no accepting it either.

You were his world, one of the people who kept him going. When everyone else he loved died, you were the one to stay by his side and heal him. You showed him the light, the happiness in the world. You suppressed the darkness. But now, just like everyone else, you were gone. And you sure as hell weren't coming back.

A part of him was angry. Angry at you for leaving him, and angry at the person who did this. But more than anything his heart ached. It was shattered beyond repair, and the brokenness hurt like nothing else. It hurt so much that he shut down and let himself go. He let the very darkness that you suppressed consume him once again. And just like that, he was no longer the Mikey everyone knew. He was a monster. And he seeked revenge.

Before he knew it, he found himself on top of the guy who killed you, beating him beyond recognition. He beat him just like he had Kazutora, only this guy didn't get protection in time, and he died at Mikey's hands. But even then, Mikey didn't feel satisfied. The only thing he wanted was for you to be by his side again. That was the only thing that could bring him back.

Unfortunately, that would never happen. So, Mikey was left alone with nothing but his darkness, the very darkness you fought.

For once Mikey lost a fight, just not the one he expected to lose.

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INUI

Inui froze the moment Koko uttered the words, "Y/n didn't make it". Everyone knew that surviving such a fatal stab wound was out of reach, but when word spread of your all-to-early death, most were shattered. Inui on the other hand was just empty.

His face had no reaction at all, and his body just stayed still. Even as Koko went into more details he was completely still. The only words he uttered for a while were, "okay".

It appeared that he was only a little shaken up on the outside, but on the inside, it was a whole different story. He was absolutely heartbroken beyond belief. He could barely process the news, let alone bare to let himself believe you were truly gone. In fact, he refused to believe.

He kept telling himself that you would came back, that you were strong enough to survive, but ultimately even the strongest person can't survive the wound you had. Inui knew this too. But he still refused to believe you were gone. To him, it was impossible. You wouldn't leave him. You couldn't leave him! His heart couldn't take it.

He couldn't even look at your body afterwards. He couldn't attend the funeral. He couldn't do anything except stay in bed and try to convince himself that you would come knocking on his door, telling him to get up, only deep down, he knew that would never happen. He knew you were never coming home. His heart ached at the thought that you never would come back. Tears came merely at the thought of seeing you as what you now were, dead.

He simply couldn't take any of it. So, he did what he only knew how to do, shut down. He became even more stoic that he already was. He became particularly cold. He became nothing but a shell of grief. And every night before he would go to sleep, he would look at pictures of you and him and just cry. He would cry himself to sleep. And the next morning he would go back to being a cold shell of pain.

He would always say he would be nothing without you. And it turned out, that was true. Because now that you're gone, he's nothing. And he'll always be nothing, as long as he's without you.

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DRAKEN

Draken would feel nothing but confusion the moment he received a call from your parents, informing him of your death. He would think this was a horrible prank of sorts, but the moment he arrived that morgue, he could only wish it was a prank. 

He wanted nothing more than for you to pop up and say you were messing with him. He wanted to believe your pale face and blue lips were makeup. He wanted to believe that your stillness was just because you were a good actor. But that wasn't the case. Just an hour before your date with him, you died. And that absolutely ruined Draken,.

A part of him was confused and would be for a very long time. How could this happen to you? How did he let this happen? Why couldn't have been him? It just sent him into a spiral of doubt, confusion, and dread. But the bigger part of him was absolutely heartbroken, so much so that he couldn't bear to live the life he had now.

He let himself live in the past, where you were alive. He didn't allow himself to see the present where you were gone. Even now, Draken would spend his free time going to your favorite spots. Often times, he would buy gifts for you, thinking about ways to give it to you...only to get sucked out of his daydream and remember you're gone. He would plaster pictures of you all over his wall. He would visit your grave at least once a week. When he was in school, he would even wait in front of your house, expecting to take to school, only for you to never come.

You were really gone...and you weren't coming back. And that fact just sent Draken into a downward spiral that even he thought would never happen to him.

He prayed that you would come back to him. He prayed this was all some sort've dream. And he would pray that he would wake up from this nightmare of a world. But he never would.

You were gone, forever. And there was no bringing you back.

//end!
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