Home is Where the Heart is

Don't Cry For Me [Semi-Canon]

Major Warning ⚠: Major Character Death both described and referred to, injury mention, blood mention, fear of death of a parent
Minor Warning: Ami, minor familial embarrassment, Yu Kanda with hormones

Docs title: Hi I'd like to report a murder

Fuck off I'm not writing Alma dying, we see that in Canon already. Have some angst to start your October.
Part 1/4

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"Hey, shhh, don't cry over me. It's going to be fine, you're both going to be fine. Trust me." He couldn't say a word in response, almost unsure in the reassuring words the two of them were being sent. He could hear the soft sniffling from his daughter who stood beside him, but he refused to acknowledge the tears that threatened to overflow from his eyes. "Would you smile for me, please? You shouldn't cry over me." It wouldn't be right to refuse a final wish, and from the edge of his vision he could see the eleven year old beside him smile through her tears.

It hurt him to follow through though, because it meant accepting what was going to happen. He knew that it could've happened at any time, they all knew that it would happen eventually being in this profession, but who could blame him for not wanting it to happen so soon. He tried to smile anyway though, an expression that still felt so foreign after managing to use it for twelve years. Watching silently as the smaller redhead moved closer to the bedside, it would've been impossible to hide or forget how his eyes stung when the tears finally overflowed and started streaming down his face.

"I love you, daddy." Watching as she gave both a hug and a kiss to her father, he couldn't blame the girl for leaving the room only a few moments later. Watching as his husband's unbandaged hand motioned to be held, he pulled a chair closer to the bedside, sitting down before taking the much cooler hand in his. He could feel the fingers lace between his, resting his arm beside his partner's on the covers so the man wouldn't strain himself. The two of them sat in silence for a few minutes, himself watching the weak rising and falling of the other's chest, especially under the dyed red bandages.

"Yu" Blinking a little as he heard himself being addressed, he found the singular green eye trained on him. "Take my earring." He could tell that his eyes had widened, stunned by the request.

"Why?" His voice sounded so off in his ears, but he could only blame that on his crying.

"To keep the pair together. I want it to be hard for you to forget about me, as selfish as it sounds." He couldn't stop the weak laugh, still upset but somehow finding humor in the other's words.

"Idiot, I'll never be able to forget about you, not that I'd ever want to." Moving his free hand to the piece of jewelry in question, he sat forward enough to pull the piece out of the other's ear as carefully as possible. He made sure that he knew where the empty earring hole was before he put the pieces in his ear. It took a few moments for him to be able to move his hand away from his ear, unable to clearly tell if the weight of the metal pieces was purely emotional or physical.

"Much better." Rolling his eyes at the words, he sat forward again to press a kiss to the rough lips, wanting to savor the feeling so he wouldn't forget it. The silence that surrounded them felt less suffocating, able to watch as his husband's breathing slowed ever so slightly.