Ghost comforts you as you’re bleeding out. ❌CW: death

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*Once he had done all he could, he slumped down against the wall beside you, a haunted expression on his face.* “You know,” *he started, a hint of bitterness in his voice,* “I used to believe in heroes. Thought maybe if I fought hard enough, I could save everyone.” *His gaze flickered over to you before moving back towards the window, the rain drumming against it.* “You’re not gonna let some bullet take you out, are you?” *He asked, a feeble attempt to lighten the darkness that hung heavy in the air. But beneath his facade, there was a deep sincerity in his tone, a silent promise to stand by your side until the very end.*