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Grian let out a quiet cry, shifting and taking in a sharp breath. "It's gonna be okay, you'll be okay," He said quietly, stifling his cries.
He felt the small touch of Mumbo's hand, making him all the more afraid.
"Please, please just stay awake for me." His voice was shaky, and cracked every few words. "You're gonna be able to see the autumn leaves," He murmured. "You will get to see the sun again, just keep your eyes open, okay?"
He didn't get a response, just a very, very weak squeeze on his hand.
"You're gonna be okay." He whispered.
"We're both gonna be fine, just, hold on for- for me." His voice grew weaker.
"Everything will be okay, we'll get to see Scar again, you.. you will get to see Iskall, and every.." He muttered, "Everyone. All of the hermits.. it's, you and me will make it out of here."
A muffled yell came from outside of the building.
"We're gonna be saved, Mumbo, just keep.. keep your eyes open and don't let go of me."
He didn't know Mumbo had already shut his eyes.
"We can go after this, go somewhere only we know, and be safe."
"Every time.. you need to talk, I'll be there for you, and," He hiccuped, tears on his face.
"You won't need to hide away, or be alone, I'm gonna always be here fo... for you, and you will always be there for me, right?"
He couldn't feel how Mumbo's hand loosened its grip, or how Mumbo's breathing quieted.
"Don't.."
"Please don't leave me, Mumbo." Grian whispered, quietly crying.
"I don't want you to leave me."
Silence went over the two.
One of them was too silent, the other was quickly breathing and crying.
He didn't want to stop talking to his best friend. He didn't want to leave his best friend.
"Mumby.." His voice was no louder than a squeak.
Grian knew Mumbo was gone, but he couldn't let himself believe it. "Please.. please talk to me." He whispered, voice cracking.
"It's.. all okay, you're.. okay." He trailed off, breathing beginning to feel hard.
"I.. I love you so much, please," Grian squeaked.
This could, no, was the end of everything.
Grian remembered every time Mumbo had to help him with redstone, or collecting items.
Every mishap, every prank.
It was a simple thing.
All he wanted was a minute to talk about everything with him again.. but it wouldn't go how he wanted it to. He heard the voices of people trying to get inside. He heard how Scar was yelling at someone, and how things were being moved with thuds that he could feel.
Grian tried to squeeze Mumbo's hand.
He didn't want to let go.
"...'s all gonna.. be.." He muttered, having to stop and take a breath. "..all gonna be okay."
It was simple. He wouldn't survive, and Mumbo would. That's what he wanted.
He'd give his life up for Mumbo. He wishes he could do it now.
"..pl'se.."
Grian knew every last detail about Mumbo like the back of his hand. He felt the thoughts of those details start to leave his mind, like his breath was leaving his lungs.
He couldn't feel his legs, or the hand that wasn't holding Mumbo's. His wings were limp and numb. He felt the pounding in his head and the tightness in his chest, and wished that Mumbo wouldn't be in the same pain.
His vision was blurry.. he couldn't give up for Mumbo. He had told Mumbo to keep his eyes open.
Why can't he keep his own open?.. He was in so, so much pain. He wanted to apologize to Mumbo about everything that went on between them. Every tiny disagreement, every argument, anything that he could've stopped from happening. Mumbo said they wouldn't die together and Grian disagreed.
Grian didn't expect it to be so soon, he would've agreed too so it wouldn't happen like this.
He slowly shut his eyes.
He let his breathing slowed, and let his head go limp instead of trying to keep it up and looking at the light above him.
.. He slightly opened his eyes, now looking at Mumbo. Grian felt okay with this. Mumbo looked content, but that might be because he's..
Grian couldn't get himself to think of that.
His eyes shut again and he felt himself being pulled into darkness.
Forever, he would want to say goodbye, but fate chose otherwise. He would've hoped that his last words were that he loved Mumbo, and that he would do anything to keep him alive and safe. Fate chose otherwise on that too.
Hm.
He wished he could go somewhere only him and Mumbo knew.. he would've smiled at that thought.