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⛧ dying!markheathcliff×reader

mark spat blood into his bathroom sink.

he grimaced at himself and rubbed his face with both his hands, the feeling of dread washing over him.

he needed somebody to talk to, and you just so happened to be on your way to mark's house.

you knocked eagerly at his door, hoping he'd be ready to see you again.

he winced upon hearing the door, and sluggishly dragged himself from downstairs to his front door.

mark tiredly opened his door, smiling weakily once he saw that it was you.

you threw your arms over mark and gave him a warm embrace. he awkwardly stood there and smiled.

you moved back, ready to ask if he was okay, but you noticed the small bloodstains that littered his grey hoodie.

"mark? why is there blood?" you questioned, touching his chest.

he pulled you into his house and shut the door. "i- don't have long left." he sighed to himself, excepting his fate.

your eyes widened in shock, unexpected of the news. you then immediately rushed to his living room, pulling mark with you.

sitting him down on the couch, you rested on his chair in front of where he sat and allowed him to continue.

"they're saying it's some new disease." he sighed again. this time, it was heavier than his last.

his heaving seemed to be getting worse, and it looked like all the colour from his face had been sucked out of him.

"my poor mark.." you felt tears form in your eyes.

"i- really don't have long. it's best i tell you now." tears began to form in his eyes, as well.

"i- love you y/n." he sobbed.

you cupped his face gently in your hands, wiping away his tearfully sorrowed face.

"i've loved you since the first day we met." he carried on, teats flowing down his face.

"i love you even more, mark." you cried alongside him, clutching desperately onto his hoodie.

"please. stay with me until my last breath." he heaved, feeling another anxiety attack coming on.

you moved away to allow him to breathe, still keeping a hand on his shaky chest.

within seconds, his heartbeat went back down. it was almost pumping out of his chest at one point.

"get some rest, my love." you gently kissed his forehead, slightly pushing his down to lay on his couch.