Please Don't Take Him (TicciMask)

Tim's hands shook slightly, small droplets of rain fall onto them both. The water washing away the sweat of having been fighting so long, and the blood that sweep out the slowly dying body he held.

The world around them didn't matter no more..

How can Tim fight when he was useless to save the one person he loved? Was reality telling him he was not compatible to have such short amount of happiness?