Komorebi

last conversation

"Maybe one day we should go camping."

"I thought you hated camping." Lucky replies confused.

"But you love camping..I love what you love." A tear rolls dow your cheek.

His breathing hiccups, "I can imagine you with all those bugs."

You both laugh but you rolls your eyes.

"Goodness, I bet you can. You love torturing me.."

"Raise our kids in the middle of the forest. Teach them how to hunt and survival shit."

You chuckle, "That sounds like a nice idea, but our children would be..."

"Gritty. Very gritty children but they'd kick ass." he laughs a little.

"That they would and they'd get that from me."

He pouts, "That may be true..may not be."

Lucky coughs; you can feel his body tremble more and more. His chapped lips stained a deep red.

You press harder to his wound. Giving everything you've got to keep him alive in the freezing cold.

"I can't believe you took off all your coats...just to help me." Lucky gently caresses your face.

"Well that's what I do when I wanna keep the love of my life alive."

You get caught up with all the blood and also the fact that you're freezing, you don't care what comes out of your mouth.

"I love you. Y/F/N, I love you so much." a single tear drops from his bloodshot eyes.

"Love you too," you sob. "Stay with me.." you pat his cold face, "They'll be here soon, baby."

"Y/N. Y/N stop." he's out of breath now.

Your cries grow louder and harder. "No Lucky! I love you," you stutter a bit, "Don't leave me!"

"I'm not leaving..I swear...I'm not," he takes your cold hand and kisses it. "I'm not going anywhere."

"No." you hold your breath for what is about to happen.

"Live y-your life Y/N. I'll always be with you...you can let go."

"No, no I can't let go. I'm not letting go, Lucky. How could you say that?"

Lucky is silent, "Because I'm letting go."

Fortunately, you can hear the sirens clearer and louder.

"Wait, wait! Lucky wait!" you shake his almost unconscious face. "They're here baby."

He doesn't say anything.

His eyes begin to drift off.

"No! Please! Wake up!"

You cradle him with his forehead against yours. Eye to eye, nose to nose.

His last breath on your lips.