(Luka’s POV)
I walked into the bathroom and looked into the cracked mirror, disgusted by my own blood covered image.
I stripped and washed the blood off my body with the water. It was cold, but at least it was clean. I washed my hair, in case blood was there as well. I couldn’t really tell, since my hair is the same color.
My thoughts wandered to the prince. I guess I should’ve guessed he was royalty. His hair and eyes were flawless, untainted, unlike mine. Both my hair and eyes have been stained with blood.
Why would he save me though? I know it couldn’t have been anyone else, because he was the one who said he’d get me out, but still, why?
It didn’t really matter though. I pulled on the clean pants and a burning sensation bubbled in my stomach and chest. I ran over to the basin and vomited, nothing but blood coming from my mouth
Like I said, it didn’t really matter. I’m dying already, so who cares? It would’ve been better to be executed.
Why make me suffer any more?
I vomited again and coughed, wiping my mouth. Honestly, who would care?
I stood back and pulled the shirt on, walking back out to the infirmary.
The nurses there fawned over me a bit more, taking more weird tests, then left the room. That’s when I noticed the prince was there.
He better not be expecting me to bow, because I refuse to. I folded my arms, “Should’ve known you were the prince,”
He didn’t look at me. He looked a bit pissed, though it was hard to tell. He seemed apathetic, and his facial expression never changed. Creepy guy.
He sighed after a while and stood up, turning to me, “In case you’re wondering, my name is Yuki Sayaka. I managed to convince my father to let you go, but……,”
“They’re not gonna let me leave, huh?” I said. I kind of figured that.
“No,” Yuki said, “My father wants you to stay until you’re healed,”
I rolled my eyes, “I told you already, I’m not going to heal. I’m dying. I’ve excepted that, and all I want to do is be with my family,”
Yuki pinched the bridge of his nose, “Look, you can’t be sure you’re dying,”
“Yes I can,” I said, “The blood that continuously leaves my body through my mouth is a fairly good indicator that I’m dying,”
Yuki seemed to wince, but he recovered quickly, “Until you’re better, I’m in charge of you,”
“Pardon?” he was supposed to watch me? Hell no.
“I don’t want any part of this either. My father’s making me do it, so deal with it,”
“Have fun watching me die then,” I said sarcastically, falling on the bed and sighing.
I was expecting Yuki to leave, but even after the only light in the room were the candles placed there, he continued to sit in the chair, silent, watching me. Creepy thought.
Apparently my mind didn’t care about the random guy in the room, because it kind of shut down on me, telling me to shut up and sleep, which I did.
I had a dream, but it wasn’t really good. I was on a rock, surrounded by lava. Sounds like fun, right? Not really. One second I’m on a rock, the next I’m in the lava, drowning. Like drowning in water, but with boiling water. I swallowed the lava, my chest, throat, and stomach burning.
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Yaoi One Shot Ideas (BoyxBoy)
RomanceA gang member who finds his soft spot, a twin whom everyone wants to protect, an idol who only has eyes for one boy, a suicidal teenager who finds his color, all these and more! These are just a few one shot ideas I happened to get. I hope you enjoy...
