Ben x Jeff||please dont die||

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Those colours...
It's blurry...
Red...yellow

My vision came storming back as more colours where seen, green, black, beige, blue.
Ben? No. He doesn't care... what even happened? Did I die? No. I'm still here.

I muster up the strength to lift a hand in front of my face, red. Blood. No... what happened... I don't even remember waking up... how.. where did this blood come from..?

Soft groans escape my lips as I hear a slightly raspy... no, Glitchy, voice "oh thank god! Jeff! Please say something!" My eye focus on the figure, the colours. Ben. Can't be. What's he doing? He hates me... doesn't he?

"Ben... wha-" a wave of pain hit me like a brick being chucked at my face, I yell out, holding my abdomen. I feel small arms tighten around me, Ben... "Jeff calm down! I don't know how to get you back to safety..." the voice admits.

I roll my eyes, causing my headache to get worse, every part of my body was weak and stinging, like a bullet to the heart... it burns. "What happened..?" I say slowly, looking at Ben.

"Jack got out of hand... and I let him.. I didn't realize the damage till it happened.." I hear the boy explain. As he talks I drift out of my thoughts, reaching a hand up to touch his golden hair... it's soft.. no tangles or anything... just straight, smooth, fluffy hair. The feeling brings a smile to my face, a genuine smile, not that fake bullshit.

Ben's eyes widened "Jeff..?" He asks, leaning into my touch "shh I'll be fine in a few— in a few minutes.."

Happiness...
Security...
Smiles...

Making the pain almost worth it, the small blonde was a sense of safety that I haven't ever felt before... sure he was weaker and smaller than me but I felt like nothing could hurt me.

"Ben... I-... I can handle myself.." I croaked, receiving a small chuckle from the other,

"sure you can... No."

Soft sniffles started, was he crying? Ben? Why can't I talk? I feel my hand fall from the blonde hair, and onto the harsh grass. Am I dying now? No... no it can't be... I can't die!

Ben held me close, the warmth of his body heating me up, making me relax in this moment of despair. I really couldn't handle myself... I'm so selfish...

Three words could be heard between cries

"Please don't die..."

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