Prophet sat beside Kobra's bedside, staring down at the blond with dull eyes and shakily he grabbed Kobra's hand, rubbing his thumb over his knuckles and rubbing his fingers into Kobra's palm.
"Wake up" Prophet muttered, "C'mon, you can do it, just open your stupid fucking eyes"
Kobra didn't however, he just laid there. His body covered with a raggedy blanket and his head rolled to the side slightly. Prophet was thankful for the blanket, he didn't need to see the bullet holes that had put Kobra in this coma in the first place, didn't want to see them and definitely didn't want to be reminded that Kobra had taken those bullets for him.
He didn't want to be reminded that while he had been so rude and callous to Kobra for years, Kobra had saved his life, had given him a shot at life he didn't deserve all at the expense of weeks, maybe months, maybe even years of his life.
"Please" Prophet said hoarsely, licking his dry lips and rubbing Kobra's hand a little more aggressively, "Please just open your eyes"
Kobra didn't. Prophet could feel his anger rising, anger that Kobra had so stupidly thrown away his life when he had so much to live for whereas Prophet had nothing.
Would never have anything.
"You motherfucker!!" Prophet yelled, releasing Kobra's hand to rub at his eyes violently, like hell he was going to cry over this, over Kobra, "You motherfucker, why?! Why would you do this!? You had so much to live for! I have no one!! Nothing!".
Kobra didn't respond, not with a scowl, not with an angry grit of his teeth, not with his hands balling up like he wanted to hit Prophet but never would because he was always the gentle one, always the one along with Jet Star to find a diplomatic approach and not the violent route. He didn't have that glare in his green eyes which Prophet missed oh so much and Prophet let out a little sob, hanging his head and burying his face into his hands.
"You motherfucker" He choked out and then he looked out the window, it was almost time for work. Letting out a shaky breath, Prophet took one last glance at Kobra and hesitantly brushed his lips against the blonds forehead before quickly leaving. Ignoring Jet, Ghoul and Poison in the living room and heading out, starting his trek to Hyper Thrust.
He didn't know why he was so upset, he needed to get his feelings in check, he loved no one and nothing.
Not even Kobra.
