I'll let you win (a falsettos x marvel au)

Chapter 30: I'll let you win

I AM SO GODDAMNED HYPED!!! soooooo this is the final chapter, we have sadly come to the end of this journey and I feel a slight melancholy as I type this. 

I hope you all enjoy and this... this is insane. 

Chapter 30: I'll let you win.

Marvin felt it as soon as he awoke from his sleep, the emptiness. The loneliness. He sat on the side of the bed, not wanting to wake Whizzer, and just listened to the tiny patters of rain against the glass.

How fitting, he thought to himself, rain at a funeral.

He closed his eyes and a single tear fell onto his lap, and he suddenly shuddered as he remembered the final battle as though it was yesterday, not the battle itself, but the aftermath. He cupped a hand over his mouth to silence the sobs, but Whizzer was already awake, stroking his shoulder and leaning his chin on the other one.

"shhh... shhhh... it's alright." Whizzer sung lightly, "you're ready to let him go."

Whizzer hated to admit it, like most things, but the death had affected him more than he had let on. It was the tipping point for him, the reason he was seeing a psychiatrist, and the doctor he had chosen had helped him rebuild some of his commitment and trust back up, reminding him that 'the middle-aged man' was not his fault.

Marvin calmed down slightly, turning to kiss his husband lightly on the lips as he got out of bed, drawing the curtains wide and picking out his best black suit. On this dreadful day, even Whizzer knew better than to scoff at whatever he wore.

Across town followed similar scenes, Charlotte and Cordelia helping each other get ready, even Charlotte shedding a few tears that morning. She was by his side as he died, she was the one who had to break the news to Marvin. Cordelia, for once, sat still at their kitchen table, hands in a prayer motion as she just thought about all of the times, she had met him, growing fond of him.

She didn't realise that she loved him until he was gone.

Charlotte joined her, sitting next to her, taking her hand in hers.

"it's been so long." Cordelia said, breaking the silence.

Charlotte sighed, kissing her palm, "exactly a year." she breathed out heavily to avoid crying, getting up to go to the hall. She picked up two head scarfs Trina had leant her.

Jason wanted a traditionally Jewish funeral.

She helped Cordelia tie hers, before tying her own. The black limo showed up at their door, the driver knocking, and Charlotte and Cordelia exchanged a look.

"I don't what I'd do if I lost you." Cordelia whispered in her wife's ear, taking her hand gently and kissing it.

-

"Jason, Jason!" Marvin screamed at the boy, pulling the mask off as he checked if he was breathing. Nothing. He put his hand to his neck, digging his finger down hard into his skin to check If he had a pulse. His heart quickened as he felt the light, irregular murmur of his heart and pulled the boy over his shoulder, "someone, help!" he yelled out in the large echoey chamber, trying to find a way out so he could save his son.

-

Whizzer and Marvin sat in their own limo outside of the cemetery, watching the rain pound on the windows.

"Are you ready Marvin?" Whizzer asked the other man, opening his door to get out.

"give me a second please." Marvin replied as he tried to keep up his stoic appearance. Whizzer closed the door and his mask shattered as he wept. He was allowed to cry.