Prompt #1287

gingerly-writing:

“God, please, just kill me, I can’t do this, it hurts, please, it hurts so much-”

“Hang on,” the hero pleaded through gritted teeth. They readjusted the villain in their arms, winced as the villain cried out at the jolt. “You can do it, I know you can-”

“You don’t know anything about me,” the villain spat, some of their old fire returning before a fresh bout of agony overtook them. “Never…took you for cruel- oh god oh god it’s back it hurts so much pleasepleaseplease I’m begging you, please-”

The hero was supposed to be a good person, but they waited until their villain was in the throes of agony before confessing. “I can’t kill you, because I love you,” they murmured. “I can’t- can’t bear to go on without you, so you’re just going to have to hang on until we can get help, alright? Just hang on.”

There was a long, aching, rasp-filled pause before the villain cracked one eye open. “You fucking what?!”