The Demon Hunter & His Archer

[ONE SHOT] Why do Humans Cry?

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort

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He was staring at his right hand that was covered with iron like claw

It is where his demon hands hide.

"Alu?" She called out snapping him off

"Hm?" He turned his head to look at her

"You alright? You've been staring at your hand for almost minutes, does it hurts?" She asked with a concerned look

He let out a chuckle as he lean on to kiss her forehead

"Of course i am and don't look at me that"

She nodded in response as she also looked at his iron claw hands

"Wouldn't be better if you stop overthinking that?" She said as they exchanged looks

He gazed back to his demon hand then said "You don't have to worry you know, its not your hands anyway"

She didn't say anything but he knew she was staring at those hands, he doesn't want her meddle on his own problem but it was Miya being Miya

"Why do humans cry?" He speak breaking the silence between them

She looked at him and smiles a bit
"Crying doesn't mean weakness. People cry not because they're weak, its because they've been strong for too long and i know you never cried and i also know you wanted you cry but you can't, but believe me Alucard crying may help you to relieve that pain of yours"

She went in front and hold both of his hands, his head lift up and his eyes was glued to her

"If you need to cry, my arms are always open for you, my ears are ready to listen to your problem and pain. I'm always here Alucard, i promise" she said sincerely and she swear she looks like he was about to cry

He immediately dip his head on her shoulders and burst out all of his pain and problem through his tears, he swear it's been a year's since the last time he cried. Her arms went on his back and gently slides them up and down

"I'm always here, I promise" she whisper on his ear as he relieve his painful problems

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The Demon Hunter only works alone,
He always had this cold gaze and menacing aura
As if to warn people to stay away from him.
His sword, which he always use to murder demons, was always in his right.
"I swore to kill every last one of them."
He said while he watches the blood dripping from his sword.

Ironically, his right hand was half of a demon.
Like a curse, its there to remind him of his traumatic past. He can't be normal.
Everytime he look at it his heart fills with agony.
He's afraid his 'demon' will take over him.

But i told him, his hand wasn't meant to kill.
Its to work, to write, to eat, to sleep, to pray and to hold the ones he love.
When i told him that, i swear.....

I swear his face look like he was about to cry.

I wonder how long he's been waiting for someone to tell him that.

I promise
I'll show him only beautiful things from now on.

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