Love is Universal (requestable oneshots)

Drastic Mistakes (USUK)

(if you guys want me to make this into a more fully-fledged story, tell me!)

Alfred breathed a heavy sigh of defeat as he took the last step up to the roof above the fortieth floor of the building he had entered about an hour ago. He wiped away his tears as he closed the door behind him, a symbolic gesture of no return, one that showed he had abandoned any hope of doing anything else. That door was the only way out of what he was about to do, and he had closed it.

"He'll never be happy with me here." said Alfred to himself, trying to stop and push down the waves of doubts filling up within him. He wanted to - no, he didn't. He needed to do this, he didn't want to do this. To convince himself otherwise was hardly worth the time. He had hurt his friends and the one he had loved too much to allow himself to back out now. He walked up to the edge of the roof and let go of a breath he hadn't known he had been holding at the time.

Looking down to the busy streets below him and gazing at the people walking by, happy with their lives, Alfred extended his arms out and closed his eyes, taking in a heavy breath and tensing himself up slightly. He leaned and jumped off of the edge of the building, tears now streaking down his face. His clothes were tightly pressed to his body, and his face was mushed against itself as he opened his eyes widely and took in his surroundings while he hurtled through the air.

Suddenly, as his falling body reached the twenty-eighth floor, his phone vibrated in his pocket. With tremendous effort and against the force of the wind, he reached for his phone, turning it on to see Arthur calling. He opened the phone to hear his lover's words, and fell silent at the words said, regretting deeply what he had done at the moment he heard them spoken.

"Alfred, I want to marry you, I have loved you for a long time, and I don't want to lose you. Please, will you be the man of my life and never leave me?"

Alfred was taken aback, and as he opened his mouth to reply, he closed it instead, no words leaving his mouth, for he had reached the ground, and the impact had killed him. While the chaos ensued around him, Alfred lay there dead, thinking about the pain he had just caused his love, and a tear streaked down the face of his still corpse.

I'm sorry, Arthur. I'm sorry that I didn't know. I'm sorry that I hurt you.