Stephen x Hosuh (angst oneshots)

The Purge

Hosuh's Pov~

I just had gotten done drawing on my computer. I decided to watch TV because i was bored, and why not? I rubbed my hand as i walked over to my living room. I turned on my Tv, surprised to see a News Report pop on my screen.
"huh.." I questioned aloud Squinting my eyes and tilting my head slightly.
"The government thanks you for your participation. This is not a test. This is your emergency broadcast system announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S Government. Weapons of 4 and lower have been authorized for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted. Commencing at the siren, any and all crimes, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours. Blessed our new Founding Fathers and America, a nation reborn." The News then cut out immediately. As everything was processing in my head I remembered Stephen and I planned this day to bake and hang out. I quickly got up from my sofa and bolted to my kitchen. I was shaking so much from all the panic. I reached for the biggest knife. As soon as i got my hand on the handle i heard a knock at my door. My heart pounded in my throat.
Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god
My mind was a mess at this point. I slowly walked to the door. I reached the door. My heart sank when i realized.
"Hello? Hosuh?" Stephen asked a little frantic on the other side. He knocked again, a little more frantic now. I took a shaky breath. I unlocked the door. To be honest i didn't see a weapon on him. I opened the door slightly to talk or reason.
"Oh jesus! Hosuh!" He whisper yelled to me. He must of been surprised. I sighed.
"Stephen, if you're faking this just to kill me it's not working." I said trying to sound strong but I could hear the shakiness in my voice. He looked offended by what I had said.
"Hosuh, I wouldn't kill you, why the hell would you think I would?" he asked me looking  me in the eyes. I opened the door more. Had he seen the Broadcast? Might as well let him in so we both don't die on my front doorstep.
I moved aside from the door entry way to let him in. He walked in and shut the door locking it. That answers my question i thought to myself. He turned to me looking dead into my eyes. I hate how he is taller, im always breaking my neck just to look at him. He sighed walking over to me. He hugged me, as he brought me close i felt my face heat up. Im not sure if i should hug him or not. I did hug him eventually, he did whisper a few words over and over but i couldn't really hear him.
"Stephen, if you plan to kill me. Do it now." i said, every word that spilt out of my mouth was something i won't go back on. Honestly I'd rather him kill me than a complete stranger. Who knows what they'd do with my body.
"Hosuh, i know i said all that on the video but i really couldn't kill you." Stphen sighed breaking the embrace. I felt bad about what i said but now that it's out there i'm not as scared now. A knock came from my door again. The knocking was long and drawn out. I grabbed Stephen's hand in fear. He held mine backing up from the door. He led me to my room leaving me there. I heard him unzip his travle bag. I heard it hit the floor, there was a few clicks and walking. I heard the door unlock. I heard him load a... Gun!? I heard the door swing open.
There was a lot of yelling and gun shots. I wasnt sure of who was yelling. The pain sounds soon died down. I heard the door slam and lock. Heavy walking to my room. My heart was beating in my head. I saw Stephen turn the coner limping.
"Heh, Got him." Stephen chuckled holding his arm with blood spilling out through the cracks and spaces between his fingers.
"STEPHEN!?" I screamed at him. I bolted to the bathroom to get the first aid kit. I ran back to him, he was leaning on the wall to stabilize himself. I set the aid kit down and sat on my feet. Stephen slid down the wall, he groaned in pain when he hit the floor. I took out the tweezers to see if i can get the bullet out. He dropped his hand. Fortunately it wasn't deep and he had a T-shirt on. I pushed his sleeve aside to see his shoulder better. I carefully pulled the bullet out of his arm. Blood trickled down his arm along with blood falling from the bullet.
"Jesus fucking Christ.." Stephen cursed aloud. I put my hand on his cheek just looking at his face. I felt the blush flood to my cheeks. I took out the gauze and wrapped it around his shoulder and leg. I remembered that i had crutches. I got up and walked in my room grabbed my crutches. I walked back to Stephen and handed them to him.
"Thank you, Hosuh." He thanked me while taking them. He slowly stood up and shakily. I rubbed my arm in an anxious manner. Stephen looked at me i saw a little tint of blush.
"If this is the end of our lives, i just want you to know.. I love you" he said to me with no regrets. My blood rushed to my face. He leaned in towards my face.