honsim november (2023) - dhalsim x e honda

HONSIM ; angst

the setting takes place in street fighter 6.

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the suval'hal tournament, was hosted by the one who started it all with the accusations of ken master's crimes of cryptocurrency, johann petrovich. no one knew why the ex-champion had to go through it, having to leave his wife and ryu... the happiness that ken masters had was gone. it was up to guile to find out everything while chun-li retired the interpol. ryu losing his best friend, who was very dear to him. dhalsim and edmond honda have to find out everything about the situation. it was never an illusion.

everyone was in disbelief.

"my darling, promise to never look back at the villain who tries to accuse you of something you never did in your life?" dhalsim rests upon the bed as the sumo wrestler lays on top of him. he brushes edmond's hair with his fingers. "always."

"this is not a promise of love, but a promise of peace that you deserve to have. ken needs our help, and if he needs to seek his guilt, i will face him." the yoga master smiled. "mmh.. i don't think he'll come back to us. he's our friend, sim. he's down in the dumps lately." edmond felt comfortable in his husband's body, making sure he could keep their desire in their lovely bedroom in nayshall. just lying down completely naked. he didn't feel like he needed to come to the suval'hal tournament.

"you know... i don't think we should stay in nayshall for this whole suval'hal thing. ken won't listen to us. only guile, cammy, and the military guys can help him." edmond sighed as he watched dhalsim's tears running down his cheeks. "otherwise, one of us will die from jp's psycho power."

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dhalsim would hear the laughs of the man slowly walking towards the knocked-out yoga master. "i don't consider letting you use your healing powers for that, dhalsim." he bent his knees. "but don't worry, it seems like your husband is doing better this time." the yoga master raises his head as johann petrovich smiled devilishly. "i do feel entertained fighting sumo and your fire humankind. go on, your husband is waiting for you." he showed his beautiful masterpiece from the glass shattering as the sumo wrestler lay down on the ground, without any movement. dhalsim snapped and went to his realization that jp harmed his husband, and quickly ran towards him. the bartitsu fighter smiled softly, looking at the heartbroken man.

"edmond!" dhalsim watched the sumo wrestler chef's body all destroyed from the glass. every hole from his neck and body. skin reaching through purple, blood all over him. edmond already left his last breath when jp snapped and broke the glasses. "please, darling! wake up!" dhalsim's tears came faster while his hands trembled, seeing the horror. he didn't feel the sumo wrestler chef's heartbeat anymore and his pulse was completely gone. with edmond's blood in the yoga master's hands, he held his husband's body with a desperate hug.

"edmond honda!!"