Why die?
Inspired by the video : )
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3rd person POV
There he stood, the leader of the once great red army. His tattered hoodie flowing in the wind. He was standing proud and tall, even though he was on the ledge of a building. "I can't go back... I can't...." he stepped forwards, only to be stopped.
"What are you doin' there bud?" a smooth voice spoke, a male at that. "H-Huh?" Tord was frozen with fear. The clouds began to hide the moon and cut off the light. "Hello?" The terrified male snapped back into reality when a strong pair of arms pulled him away from the edge. "You okay?" Tord punched the mysterious figure and backed away. "G-Get away from me!" he shouted, falling to the ground. "Heh, Okay." The figure put two shadowy hands up and stepped back.
Tord's body was shaking and his heart was pounding. "You know, if you wanted to jump it would be better to jump from the old apartments down the road. At least there no one can judge you." The man shrugged. "Are you making a joke?!" Tord yelled, clutching his chest as he choked back some tears. "I mean, I'm just making a statement." The figure seemed to squat and stare.
Tord was slowly calming down, but some of the tears escaped. "So... Why are you trying to jump?" the person asked. "Why do you care?" Tord snapped. "I don't, I was just flying by and saw you standing there." The male sat on the ground, crossing his legs. "Flew... By?" Tord had asked, "Why yes!" the male spread the large wings located on his back. Conveniently, in this moment, the moon was uncovered and the light shone upon the shadow covered figure.
Tord could only stare in amazement. The male in front of him housed two large golden brown wings, (e/c) eyes that shone in the moonlight, messy long (h/c) hair atop his head and (s/c) to match his rosy cheeks. He wore a hoodie and jeans. A fucking (f/c) hoodie and blue jeans. "I'm (Y/n) by the way. You?" Only now did Tord realize that the angel was sitting closer, 2 feet apart. "I-I'm T-Tord..." he stuttered out, his heart beating a hundred miles per hour.
The winged male suddenly stood. "Well, since you have dubbed this your last day on earth, then how about I make it memorable?" Tord looked at him with confusion.
Tord POV
He outstretched his hand to me. I hesitantly took it, regretting it as he pulled me off the ground and took to the skies. I couldn't help but scream. "WHAT THE FUCK!? DIN IDIOT! GI SLIPP!" He laughed, "Let go? Really?" How did he understand me?! Before I knew it, my life seemed to flash before my eyes as he dropped my body above the building I once stood on, silencing my screams. Everything went in slow motion as the tears left my eyes in waterfalls at a time. The world came back normal as I clung to the body of the boy who dropped me. My eye widened with fear and no more than whimpers left my mouth. "That was fun right?" I started crying. Sobbing into his hoodie and holding him, afraid that he would drop me again. "U-Um... T-Tord?" we landed gently on a flat surface. My legs gave out, causing me to collapse into his warm embrace. "Y-You f-f-fucking a-asshole..." he sat on the ground, pulling me closer, his arms wrapped around my waist as mine rested around his back. "You're the one who wanted to be dropped."
I pushed myself off him, "Whatever." A frown was present on his face. "I'm sorry... About throwing you..." he scratched his neck. "Yeah, sure." I huffed and laid down. "You know Tord... How about I take you somewhere?" I backed away. "Don't worry, I'm not going to drop you again." He stretched his hand out to me again. Slowly, I took it.
This time around, he gently lifted me up. His hand on my bottom and his other wrapped around my back, holding me like a koala. "Ever seen the moon close up?" he asked, I shook my head. "Well, let me show you~" He shot us into the sky. I gripped his hoodie, burying my head in it. It was only a few seconds, but we stopped. "Hey... Look..." I removed my head from his chest and looked around me. My left eye widened in surprise. We were above the city, above the clouds even! I could see everything. The stars, the moon, the city... It was breath taking. "Do you really want to miss out on all of this? Why die and wander the streets in pain when you could make the most of it and become and angel?" my mind went blank. "I...I don't know..." I felt him rubbing circles in my back.We started lowering, "I'm smart enough to know that I'm stupid enough not to know how to help. But... I know some people who can help you." We began flying towards the city. "Where are you taking me?" I asked, scared of the reply. "Somewhere you can get the proper help you need." We landed on the ground. "The guys in there know you're coming. But... do you want me to walk with you?" I was gently set on the ground, yet I never let go of his body. "Please..." he gave a small chuckle. "Alright." I gripped his right arm, hugging my body close to him as we entered the clinic. "Hello, how can I help you today?" (Y/n) smiled at the woman behind the counter. "I'm here to see Dr. Hedge?" she nodded her head with a smile. "Are you Tord Larison?" he pointed to me, "That would be my friend here." She looked at me with a smile. "Of course. The doctor will see you whenever you're ready!" (Y/n) pulled me aside, "Look, once you go in there I can't follow. I have some business to attend to, but, if you'd like to get into contact with me then use this." He handed me a leather notebook and a pen. "You can use whatever writing utensil you want but I thought that you'd like a pen. Just write a message on any page and I will always respond." He then smiled and kissed my forehead. "Take care, Tord." He flew away, leaving a few feathers in his place. "Thank you... (Y/n)..."
I entered the doctor's office, ready to hear what they have to say.
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A/N
Yay! I am working on two other one shots but i thought that i get one out to y'all now rather than have you all waiting
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