This one, you guys can just put in whoever you want, but be warned. It's a bit depressing. If you don't like it... skip to the end? It's a bit on the lighter side.
I'll work on requests later, I just wasn't in the best of moods today...
Song: A New Hope
Artist: Broken Iris
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He stands there, looking at the tombstone. He told himself he wouldn't cry. He told her he wouldn't frown, because it causes wrinkles. But as he stands there, the wind rushes over him. The bitter cold stirring something deep inside.
He bites his bottom lip and presses the thorn from the rose deeper into his skin. The red blood flowing from the wound matching the color of it. He falls onto his knees and places the rose down.
His hands forming fists as the tears cloud his vision. He shakes his head as he silently weeps. He tried, he really did, but seeing her name engraved... it was just too painful. It felt like his heart was ripped out of his chest, and buried in the coffin with his love.
It's been months, years even, since her passing, but he still can't move on. Having to raise a little girl, who constantly reminds him of her, doesn't help. He could never let (D/n) know about these moments.
These moments where all he does in stare. Sometimes though, he'll just zone out when she's playing and trying to get his attention. She doesn't want him to know, but she found out a long time ago and she's only ten.
(D/n) is probably too mature for her age, but with (Y/n) and him as her parent... anyone could've understood. She's concerned about her father; almost like, she can sense that once she goes to school, he's going to break.
She's worried that, one day she'll come back to an empty house. Or worse, a dead body. Now, she watches as her father deteriorates at her mother's grave. He forgot she's there, but it's better this way. She can see just how bad it is.
Tears start to form in her eyes, she's a real empath. She wipes away her tears, her face starting to freeze because of the winter air. Her lungs are struggling to take in enough oxygen.
She can't stand it any longer, so she runs up to him and hugs her father, taking him by surprise. The presence of her around him, makes his sobs audible. He re-situates himself and pulls her into his arms.
"You're growing too fast," his coarse voice comed out a whisper, so only she could hear, "Go back to being two."
"Come on dad, you know better than anybody that time-travel is impossible," she places her hands on his arm, "but I know what you mean. I miss her too..."
"Let's go get something, we'll get frostbite out here," he wipes his eyes before standing up and walking away.
"Dad," she calls out, "Wait a minute!"
He turns back around to face her, "Whatcha need, (C/n)?"
"Give me a piggyback!" she raises her arms up waiting for him to comply.
"Your mother used to do that," he places his hands in his pockets, "And I turned her down everytime, what makes you think I'll give you one?"
"Because, I'm your kid," she folds her arms, "And you told mom th-"
"Yeah. Yeah. Whatever," he walks back over and picks her up, "I just wish I gave your mom more of them..."
"Maybe in another life?" (C/n) smiles happily hanging onto his back.
"Hopefully."---Extended Ending---
A woman with (h/l) (h/c) hair with (e/c) orbs walks into a mall and heads straight for the (wherever). On her way there, she runs into a man. He has (h/c) strands, that seem really soft.
His (e/c) stare deep into her soul and her breath catches in her throat. He stares at her before opening his mouth to speak, "I know this is a pickup line, but belive me when I say I'm not using it as one. So. I'm sorry to ask this, but have we met before?"
She shakes her head, but she knows exactly what he's talking about. She feels it to, this cosmic pull, it's naturally telling her that it's him. He's her destiny, the one she'll be staying with for the rest of her life.
He frowns, "Strange....
"Did you know, frowning gives you wrinkles?" she blurts out without knowing why, "So, don't do it."
"Really?" he looks taken aback, then a smile forms on his lips almost naturally, "I'll keep that in mind, but do you think... maybe, we've met... in another life?"
Her whole face lights up and she tilts her head to the side, his heart pounding inside his chest, "Hopefully!"~Another Life End~
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