𝓓𝓾𝓵𝓬𝓲𝓼 𝓓𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓶

.• 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 •.

Pairing: RE6!Leon x Bisexual!Reader

Warning(s): Angst, death, slight fluff at the end

Song: Personal by Against the Current

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Death is the gateway to rebirth, and at someone beloved passes through, we both mourn and celebrate. We fee their loss in our life and community, yet we celebrate all that they achieved in their lifetime for goodness, for love, for the natural world, for humanity.

People think I look crazy
Picking fights with the clear blue wall
Hard to reach you lately
Straining my neck, just to talk
You got caught in the hunger
And I know it was chemical
Didn't plan to go under
But I took it personal

Brick by brick, your walls tumbled down, collapsing into a million pieces as you held onto the trembling hand of your best friend. The tears of fire did not matter to you nor did the monsters that slowly took the life of the girl you loved. All that mattered to you was holding onto her until the last breath trickled away from her paling lips for you knew that was the last you'll ever see her.

You held onto each other, tightly clutching the other as quiet sobs spilled from both of your lips. As much as you tried to hold it in, trying to appear stronger just for her, you couldn't. The pain came out like an uproar from your throat in the form of a silent scream. The beads of water falling down one after another, without a sign of stopping.

"Please, don't go," you cried, your grip on her tightening as you pleaded.

Death wasn't kind. You knew that. It snatched where it could, taking people who were far too young, far too good. It didn't pretend to care, it didn't pretend to distinguish.
The hooded vale of death had hung over the world for a long time, always threatening. Death had ripped away a part of her, the part of her that was most loved. Now, your friend would sit staring for hours, her face sunken and haunted, her mind cold and empty. This was another proof that the world had gone cold because of greed, war, and death.

"I have to, Y/N," she replied as her free hand cradled your face. Despite her skin feeling cold and dead, you found comfort in her touch and the fact that that would be the last time you would ever feel it against yours sent another wave of pain in your chest; clenching and twisting your heart as if it was a fruit being plucked from a tree.

You pressed your face against her neck at her reply and cried louder than before, letting her sway your body as she tried to comfort both you and her as much as she could.

When you let those blue eyes turn grey
I took it personal

She knew her time was limited. She could feel it. She could feel the disease running through her veins and it wouldn't be long before she would turn into one of the things she was fighting against...for the world.