(aesthetic by me)
Fandom: Satsuriku no Tenshi
Ship: Zack Foster/Older!Rachel Gardner
A/N: I love them
Warnings: Cursing, smoking, they talk about death
NSFW: No
Backstory/au: Takes place when Zack and Ray are on the run
Word-count: 300 or so
Synopsis: Smoking and talking about death and god
"You shouldn't smoke, it's going to kill you" He gave her a you-wanna-talk look and she rolled her eyes. She stopped for second thinking. "God doesn't like smoking"
"I don't give a shit what a guy in the sky thinks" Ray's eyes widened and Zack mentally cursed at himself.
"You should" She paused, she looked as if she was thinking. "You...you didn't say anything when I said it's going to kill you. Do you want to die, Zack?" Her eyes were the normal blank eyes and it scared Zack even more.
He almost choked on air hearing her say that. Wow, what a twist of events. He blinked away his surprise at the question and let out a groan.
"You can't just ask! If someone wants to die! Ray!" He flicked his cigarette, getting the burnt end off.
"Everyone asks me that"
"That's because you're you" She let out a puff of air, pursing her lips. Ray looked down at the ground taking in a deep breath.
"But do you?"
"Ray!" He took one last puff of the cigarette before tossing it into the trash can. "I guess I want to die" He had his eyes shut as he answered her question.
Before he could do anything he was being yanked down to Ray's level. Her hand holding his shirt, their faces inches apart.
"Don't die on me" Her eyes were wide, cold and rigid, fear was prevalent as well as anger.
"Hey, ya brat, I won't" He tried to pull back but she wouldn't loosen her grip on his shirt.
"You promise me?"
"I promise...now let go of me"
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