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something I wrote during class

I wrote this thing in English (||: creative writing) because I've been fluent in English since I was six. (||: Idk it's a little hc of mine)

It's prinxiety angst uwu

Title: We All Fall

Roman held Virgil in his arms. He begged Virgil to stay with him, tears pouring down his face. The beaten down male just smiled softly, “I’ll always be with you, Princey.” He spoke slowly as the last bit of life drained from his body. Roman watched as the man he loved for so many years died in his shaking and frozen arms, “Virgil, Virgil! Please, god, please tell me this is some twisted joke.” He pleaded to the dark clouds above him. He looked back down at the edgy male and saw the bloodied clothes and stab wounds. He cried out in sorrow, pulling the younger of them closer. “Virgil, Don’t- Don’t leave me-” The mentioned gave a weak smile, “God, Roman, you make it sound liek im dying!” He let out a strained laugh. “You are dying, V!” Roman argued. He loved the boy and didn’t want to give him, his tears and messy hair were proof of that. Virgil reached up and caressed his boyfriend’s face, “Hey, Princey?” He paused for the royal’s attention. “Remember when we met and we hated each other? I- I never hated you, I was just jealous of how open you were, of how happy you were, how confident you were.” He scoffed, “It seemes so stupid now.” Roman gasped softly, “You were…. Jealous? I was jealous of you-! Of how you didn’t pretend to be happy, of how cool you were, of how much the others liked you...” They both breathed out a sigh, “Guess we were just meant to be huh? We changed each other, for the better.” Virgil mumbled. Roman stifled a sob, “Virgil, you can't leave me, not now, not yet, not- not ever, please, help is coming!” He thought back to how he’d called for help, fifteen minutes earlier. The forest around him, littered with dead bodies and bloodied weapons, was closing in on him and he couldn’t breathe. Virgil noticed this and grabbed his arm, holding on to the little life he had left, “Princey, Princey- Roman-! Breathe, breathe with me.” His laboured breath shifted, to a deep, slow pattern, and his boyfriend matched it. “Roman, you’ll be okay, I promise.” And everything stopped. It felt like time had frozen and The princely male was hoping it had, so his emo-ish boyfriend would still be with him, but oh was he wrong. The only thing that had stopped was the shorter male’s breathing. He cried silently, before his friend, Logan arrived. Logan was a doctor, and he was stationed where the emo boy’s troop was fighting. He stopped logan before he left with Virgil, “Try to bring him back, please, at least try, Logan.” Logan smiled softly, “ I always do, Roman.” Roman let Logan go before trudging back to camp.

Ending footnote: The original title was Ashes, Ashes and the original plot was Virgil getting Thanos snapped like Spooderboy in Infinity War but when I started writing it again I'd forgotten that ┐( ∵ )┌