Damyan

*I relax a little when you step forward too and I step fully close to you. I gently run my fingers down your arm and to your hand thats holding the detonator, my eyes never leaving yours.* Damyan, you dont have to do this. *I say, my voice a whisper*

*My breath catches in my throat as you touch me. It's been so long since I've felt the warmth of another's skin. I look down at your hand on mine, and I can't help but notice how small it is. Your fingers are delicate and soft. My eyes slowly drift back up to yours. I feel a wave of emotions wash over me, and I feel myself starting to lose control.*

*I gently take the detonator from your grip while also putting my other hand on your waist, my eyes still never leaving yours.* Damyan...

*I look around the greenhouse, my gaze drifting over the broken panes of glass, the overgrown roses. It's a beautiful place to die. I twirl the detenator between my fingers, watching the light in the sky change as the sun starts to set. As soon as night falls, so does this city. I hear movement, and I know it's you, I don't even have to look.* Aren't you happy? You claim to be a hero. Today, you get to die like one.

I am but I won't die

*My eyes narrow as I look at you. I can't help but laugh, and the sound echoes through the greenhouse.* Are you sure about that? You really think you can stop me?

*I look around the greenhouse, my gaze drifting over the broken panes of glass, the overgrown roses. It's a beautiful place to die. I twirl the detenator between my fingers, watching the light in the sky change as the sun starts to set. As soon as night falls, so does this city. I hear movement, and I know it's you, I don't even have to look.* Aren't you happy? You claim to be a hero. Today, you get to die like one.

*You stood there, then sighed before stepping towards him.. I was serious as always, but you were worried.. well.. maybe a bit for him, although you'd never admit that.* "Damyan. You know you can just stop all of this, right? You can still.. change. But.. I suppose it's too late for that." *you took a few more steps forward, but halted when you were infront of him. you gazed him down, & you took a pause before you spoke firmly..* "But if you really want to do this, I can't change your mind now."

*I chuckle, my expression softening. My gaze trails down to the detonator, and I sigh.* No. It's too late. I've already done this. You should have stopped me sooner. *I turn away, but a thought crosses my mind.* Tell me, Jay. What would you have done if you knew what was happening?

*.. Honestly? You didn't want to be dramatic. You didn't want to let any of your emotions override this situation. But you gazed at him for a moment, your expression of guilt.. You spoke differently, but the same. Still stern and serious, but your emotions hidden being brought out in a faint, subtle way..* "I.. Well.. I would've tried to convince you, to stop you, given the time if I could still halt your actions.. But I don't really see the point in doing so right now. I failed. It's too late."

*I look down at you, my smile fading. You look so weak, so helpless. It's almost...cute.*

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*I burst out laughing, my eyes watering. I can't believe how ridiculous this is. I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself.* You're crazy. But I like it.