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the gunshot was loud, louder than any of the past ones heard right before his opponents would fall to the ground. it rung through Luka's ears while he held his beloved body tightly, as though if he held her tight enough she wouldn't leave him, as though she wouldn't die.
"I resented you so. I had to keep moving forward in every moment... But you were always my one and only weakness. That's why I resented you so. Luka, live with love. Embrace the pain, the frailty and the moments so unbearably shameful. Forgive yourself... again and again, Endlessly because everything.. Begins from here"
Had been her final words to him. But how could he "live with love" when his love lay lifeless on the ground like a crushed primrose. How could he "forgive himself" after he had let her get shot right infront of him. tears began welling up in his eyes as he started sobbing. he felt himself being bought back to reality as Mizi attacked him. Punching him until he tried blocking his face from her fists. When he did that she resorted to hoisting him roughly by his hair bringing him to face her.
"stop pretending to be righteous, neither you nor I deserve to be saved"
she got up, letting go of his hair, looking at him as if he were a filthy bug. leaving him to face his guilt once more.
your ears rang loudly, your vision blinded by light. After a few moments you could open your eyes again yet the ringing remained albeit a bit more faint. The moment you opened your eyes you were met by fire all around the ruined stage as the other rebellion members were panicking to get out of the building, just when you started following then, someone caught your eyes. Hunched over the rebellion leaders dead body was Luka.
you don't know why you did it,.you assume you were too caught up in the moment, Or you wanted to make sure that Hyuna didn't die for nothing, Or maybe you still had some human empathy despite the state of the world. You rushed towards him narrowly avoiding some rubble that fell from the collapsing building while the fire grew closer around him. You grabbed his arm trying to get him to stand up before the fire could engulf the both of you, he just held on tighter to Hyuna's body, so you did the next thing you could; physically dragging him away, while he failed around when you tried grabbing him, the smoke entered his already fragile lungs causing them to lock.
he fought back nonetheless despite wheezing and coughing, he struggled against your grip to the point where you had to pin him to the ground just so he'd stop moving. The wheezing abruptly turned into absolute silence as he collapsed in your arms, body shutting down from a lack of oxygen and exhaustion.
you managed to carry his unconscious, limp body through the flames then the ruins of the city as the rest of the rebellion retreated only stopping to adjust your grip on him so he wouldn't fall or to check his pulse to make sure you weren't just carrying a corpse. Nobody really said anything or seemed bothered by Luka's knocked out prescence, why would they? when you all just narrowly avoided death. either way you still received some side eyes from the other members.
eventually you and the rest of the members reached the safe house where you took Luka to the infirmary.
waking up on the thin mattress in the dimly lit room while the fluorescent lights flickered overhead. Luka lay there, dazed, chest sore, throat burning and utterly exhausted. It took him a moment before the realization of everything that happened crashed onto him.
No.. She couldn't be dead... She has to be alive, there's no way she's dead... Right?.. She wouldn't do something that cruel to Luka, she wouldn't leave him? He loved her! And he's pretty sure she loved him. so there's no way she'd do something as cruel as dying. But the way she hit the floor... the way the blood flowed from her wound... the way her breath slowed down before stopping entirely... No, he was about to wake her up.. But someone dragged him away... She didn't die, she was alive, she is alive. This is all just a bad dream.. non of this is real. non of this is real, non of this is real non of this is real-
He snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a creak. He glanced around the cold, empty room. well empty besides 3 or 4 other injured members from the fire including you while you stoof infront of a small medicine cabinet close to the cot, tending to your own minor burns from the fire.
you turned around from the medicine cabinet putting on a bandaid for a smaller burn you got and immediately noticed Luka starring at you, or atleatd that's what it looks like? you closed the cabinet.
"you awake?"
you asked while approaching him, voice still hoarse from all the smoke you breathed in during the evacuation.
he looked at you with an annoyed expression, clearly he isn't glad you saved him from turning into a piece of charcoal. Well at the very least you know he's definitely awake now.
"sit up, you need to drink some water"
you ordered, though it sounded more like a plea with how tired you sounded. as you went to pour him a cup of water, hence the fact that he was probably incredibly dehydrated.
instead of doing what you told him he continued to glare at you like a petulant child.. a petulant child that accidentally consumed weed.. given how disheveled he looked... well he wasn't really disheveled, it's just that he looked more human compared to how he looked on stage; shiny hair, porcelain skin, elegant tailored clothes, the epitome of perfection, to a point where he looked divine. a stark contrast to how he looked now; messy hair with ashes from the flames all over his bruised body, eyes red from the smoke. sure he was still wearing the clothes from round 7 of the alien stage but it was slightly torn now and you had your rebellion hoodie draped over his shoulders, partly because outside of the alien stage agency the weather was surprisingly cold and what he was wearing was most definitely not fit for the cold. seriously the Segyein love giving him revealing clothes.
you were abruptly cut off from your train of thought by a dry cough that escaped his lips, you approached the cot placing the water on a small table beside it as you helped- or atleast tried to help him sit up. of course he immediately rejected and barely managed to sit up by himself but he somehow did it either way. You handed him the cup of water which he took and slowly drank while eyeing you suspiciously. when he finished drinking the water he gave the cup back which you put back on the table.
well this was an awkward situation to be in. or it would be if it was taken out of the context that both of you almost died a few hours ago.
"where's Hyuna"
oh shit. why is he asking that he knows she's dead right? of course he does he was clinging to her body, how wouldn't he know she's dead? so why is he asking that? maybe he's talking about her corpse? why would he be looking for that? what do I even say?
"she's.. dead. we uh..we didn't save the body..."
"your lying."
THIS LITTLE- he wasn't gonna listen was he- whhy is he sitting up more straight now?
"no, she's dead Luka."
"where is she?"
what the hell am I gonna do now? it's not like he's gonna actually listen to me.
"hey-"
he broke into a fit of coughs. whole body shaking with every cough.
"listen, Luka you should get some rest.. Hyunas dead okay?.. lay down"
he just glared up at you but layed down nonetheless. slowly drifting to sleep. what the hell were you gonna do now?