The concrete road was hard, stabbing his back painfully. His head was throbbing, and he couldn't feel his leg. The traces of blood were running from his forehead, shielding his vision. Everything hurt, but he managed to pull himself up. He crawled forward with him on his mind. Third was waiting for him he promised to pick him up. He won't disappoint him today, not ever.
He was almost there, just a little bit more. He heard someone call his name, but he was too dizzy and tired. His uninjured leg gives up on him, sending him to the floor. He anticipated a hard impact, but it didn't come. Opening his eyes, he saw an angel. So beautiful, breathtaking. But why was he sobbing? Angels are not supposed to cry, especially his angel, his Third. He lifted his hand, wiping the tears running down Third's face before he passed out.
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OffGun August Collection of Drabbles 2022
Fanfiction✅COMPLETED August collection of drabbles and short stories with OffGun and their couples. Prompts from allourheroes and SpellWolf.
