Cute scenarios with adorable couples

Wildcat

Catra's pov:

"You really are stupid aren't you!"

"Hey there wildcat"

Her blood slipping between my fingers, my pressure not enough. Too many wholes. All my surroundings blurred, the explosions not even tingling my ears. Every entrance sealed, making us sealed in a building that is falling apart. No Shera and her friend squad to count on, being on a different mission.

'She can't die'

Scorpia laying before me, death slowly closing in, but still having a small grin plastered on her face.

'We didn't even makeup'

I was so horrible to her. Treated her like trash, threw words at her too innocent soul. But she never stopped caring about me.

'And I never even apologized'

I feel her cold claw against my bloodied, my focus still on her wound. My throat dry, and irritating growing.

 'I have too many things to tell her'

"Catra I'm so...

"SHUT UP!"

I raise one hand from the wound, fastly putting my nails out. Ripping my own outfit, grabbing the cloth, and putting it on her big wound. 

'I don't deserve her kindness'

"It's okay"

"It's not"

 The cloth already completely turned darkly red, hitting me with realization. I tear my eyes away from the mess and let my eyes rest on her annoying face. Her small smile still there.

"You look like shit you know, so don't tell me you're fine"

Her grin slightly widening. Her big claw lifted to my face, softly remaining on my cheek. She feels too cold. My knuckles turned red from holding the pressure. My anxiety rose.

'She is not going to make it'

"Catra"

"Stop talking, you need to save your energy" 

"I won't make it"

"Yes, you will so shut up" I say with a broken voice.

I feel her large claw once more, move slowly over to my lips. Refusing me to let me interfere again. Her face softens.

"I'm glad that you found you're way back. You deserve to be loved.  I know you think otherwise, but..."

She coughs, blood trickling down her lips. My eyes widening. I want to tell her to stop, but her pleading eyes bore into mine, silencing me.

'Why couldn't it be me'

"But I love you, and won't stop loving you even in death".

I take one hand away from the wound, placing it on her claw, moving it away from my mouth. Her eyes half lifted, the blood loss taken his toll.