Random Da-iCE Headcanons/ Drabbles

Zombies

(I honestly don't expect any of you to remember, but I was planning a Da-iCE Zombie Apocalypse during the summer and I just couldn't bring myself to write it. I did however write out this specific scene that I couldn't get out of my mind. I might end up really making a fanfiction for this, but enjoy this small scene. Warning, it is super sad so don't say I didn't warn you)

"No no no Sota, please don't make me do this." Hayate pleaded as he tried to fight against Sota who was pulling him along farther and farther into the woods.

"Hayate, we both know this needs to be done. Look at my arm!" He cried out, gesturing to his bleeding arm, the bite very much visable. "It's infected! Wake up Hayate!" He said, practically screaming out of fear and anger at this point.

Hayate kept fighting against it, "but what if they find a cure? And when...when I.." He said fighting off a sob, "when I kill you, they come up with a cure?" He said, his cheeks wet, not with the steady rain, but the steady flow of his tears that never seemed to end.

Sota shook his head, "There isn't a cure Hayate" He said and placed a pistol in Hayate's hand. "Just do it." He sobbed out, "Do it!" He shouted again.

Hayate's fingers curled upon the pistol, his breaths quickening. "Sota..." He said quietly. Sota was always the optimistic one, the one who would reassure the other members that there would be an end to this nightmare.

Sota used his good arm to guide Hayate's shaking hand to his forhead, "Hayate... please. I don't want to come back... like-like those things! Please just do this one last favor for me."

Hayate recalled all of his moments together with Sota. "Sota... thank you for coming into my life... Thank you..." He mumbled and placed his finger on the trigger, "Thank you so much, I will see you again"

And then he pulled the trigger.