Sadstuck Sh!t

Pepsi Cola/ JohnDave

     "H-hey.... Da...Dave?" John whispered, his breathing uneven.

     "Yeah?" Dave asked, blinking back the tears trying to form.

     "Do...do you th...think that it w-will...st-stop hurting soon?" John asked, weakly gripping the front of  Dave's shirt with what little strength remained.

     Dave bit his bottom lip and pulled John's body closer to his own.

     "Yeah... It'll all be over soon." He said softly. He pretended that he didn't notice how dull John's brilliant blue eyes had become as he gently stroked his hair.

     "I-I'm...s-scared...Dave..." John said.

     Dave's hand reached down to cup John's face, and he used his thumb to wipe away the tears.

     "I know, but you'll be okay." Dave said, but his voice cracked. He also tried to pretend that he didn't notice the blood slowly seeping into his shirt.

     "I-I...never got...t-to watch C-Con Air w-with you..." John said with a sad smile.

     Dave chuckled.

     "Thank Gog. That movie sucks ass."

     John tried to laugh, but the action sent him into a coughing fit.

     Dave frowned and rubbed small circles into his back.

     After a few seconds, John was able to catch his breath again.

     "...I know...b-but...I thought it would b-be nice t-to...curl up together...and...a-and watch it."

     Dave's grip tightened on John.

     "Do you th-think...I'll s-see my dad again?"

     "Yeah. I do, John. Tell him I said hi."

     John smiled up at him.

     "C-can...you d-d-do it...please?" He asked.

     "Th-that way...I know it'll...b-be over soon... J-just use your s-sword a-and..." He trailed off as he made weak stabbing motion in the air.

     Dave's breath hitched in his throat and tears were freely falling down his face now.

     "You sure?" He asked stiffly.

     "Please... Dave... I-it hurts....so much..." John begged, his body trembling, but then an idea seemed to occur to him.

     "C-can you...take off your glasses wh-when you...you... Well, ya know.... I w-want your e-eyes...t-to be th-the last thing....I-I see."

     Dave nodded, as he slowly removed his shades with shaking hands.

    John's eyes seemed to brighten up a little.

     "So pretty..." He mumbled.

     Dave cracked a small smile and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

     "Alright, just keep staring into my eyes. Don't look anywhere else." He said.

     John nodded, a small smile on his lips.

     Dave carefully reached for his sword, making sure his eyes never left John's.  He placed the sword over John's chest, but hesitated.

     John reached a hand up and wiped the tears from his cheeks, just as Dave had done for him.

     Dave was trembling so hard that he could barely hold up the sword. He took a deep breath, then plugged the sword into John's chest with a sickening squish, a sound that would forever haunt his nightmares.

     A gush of air escaped John's lips along with three small words that Dave had always been too scared to say.

     "I love you."

     John's hand fell limply from Dave's face, leaving behind three small steaks of blood.

     Dave let out a sob and clutched John's body tightly in a hug.

     They had never used the "L" word before, and now, he'd never get to say it back.