"You are my Sunshine, my only Sunshine."

He sang, voice soft and creaky, and his throat, raw and gurgling. But yet, he still sang. Part of him was warm, as though the sun itself had come down from the sky to grip him. Oh, was he warm. His nose and face were burning with warmth. Although, something was wet. Perhaps rain had begun to fall, or a tear had slipped from his eye. But Icarus couldn't even begin to fight against the warmth he felt right now. Loved. It was a loving kind of warmth, with the faint feeling of a mother's touch.

But he was also cold. His legs, his toes, his fingers, they were all cold. An encroaching numbness, like the one you got from swimming for hours on end or running too many miles to escape your problems. It was a static numbness that brought sharp pains to his affected limbs. But the numbness was growing, climbing up his body with an ever-quickening pace.

And yet he still sang.

"You make me happy when skies are gray."

Something wet fell on his cheek, and he began to wonder why exactly he was singing. Why was he forcing words and rhythm out when his body hurt so? Why was singing so important when he kept choking on the liquid in his throat? He didn't remember drinking water, so why was he having such a hard time swallowing? Why was he singing when something was terribly wrong with his body?

Something wet fell again and his eyes finally gave him a picture. It was faint, but it was something he could never forget. Red hair, sad, green eyes, and freckles. So many freckles.

Wally.

He was singing for Wally. The warmth, the sun, it was all Wally. He was being held by the person he loved most.

He was singing for Wally, and even the dying man could finally realize why. He could finally understand that life was leaving him, cold and bare as a newborn baby. Frail and weak, cold and senseless.

"You'll never know dear, how much I love you."

The singing continued, not that he knew how his body managed when his mind was barely there. Only capable of processing the simplest things. Like Wally. Like death.

It was pathetic really, how broken his voice sounded. His ears could barely recognize the forced words that choked him so. Barley knew what song was rushing past his lips, stealing away his limited breaths. But they were for Wally. Some kind of twisted form of comfort, only Wally wasn't the one dying, it was him.

"Please don't take, my Sunshine, away..."

It came as an afterthought, the moment he realized breath was no longer entering his lungs. He didn't feel the burn, not like he thought he should. Death really was painless, wasn't it? The end of it at least, after most of the body had shut down, and the brain was scrambling to do anything at all. His death was painless. Whatever it was that killed him escaped his memory, and he'd always been told that his was the best.

His eyes were closed now and seemingly refused to open back up despite his best efforts. His throat didn't choke him anymore, and everything was silent. All he felt was warmth, so much so, that it had even begun to overtake the numbness.

He was moving, not by his own doing, but a soft sway had taken hold of his body. Rocking him deeper into oblivion. His brain had finally given up. It had abandoned all hope of revival, accepting this deadly sway as destiny. It gave up, and with it, so did he.

His breath had left, the song had left, his brain had given up, and the warmth was fading.

His life had left.

But Wally hadn't. Even hours after the warmth had left, Wally stayed, still rocking and swaying, finishing the song that his mouth had left unsaid.

How terrible it is, to love something that death can touch.

"The other night dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamt I held you in my arms."

"But when I woke dear, I was mistaken. So I hung my head and cried."

Yeah, this a bit on the shorter side for me, but since I haven't posted in a while, I needed something small to get me back into my writing funk.

If you didn't understand, Dick is dying and singing "You are my sunshine" to Wally in an attempt to comfort him. After Dick dies, Wally finishes the song.

It's kinda sad and is not related to the other chapters posted in here. Although the second one will be getting another addition.

As always, let me know what you think and if you had any favorite lines, parts, scenes, etc.