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Multi-Fandom Drabbles

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Her heart stops.


Only for a moment.


She can smell the metal in the blood, like iron, like rust, feel the weight of him on her, never the way she wanted.  She can hear air escaping Carlos’s lungs.  Not breathing, not normal, not okay at all, just like air leaking from a broken balloon, from the holes in his chest.  Junpei is already silent, making no noise except for the dripping of blood on the floor, on her dress, on her leg, on her skin.


She hates him, so much, because even if this works, she will never forget this.