"I said SHUT UP!" Ivan screamed, the tears running down his face blinding him as he punched Yao in the jaw. One of the nurses managed to pull him off and another restrained Yao "

Yao laughs hysterically, sptting out some blood as he squirms in the nurses grip.

It didn't take long for the police to arrive and arrest Yao, leading him away as the nurses tidied up Alfred's new injuries. A couple of the officers stayed to question Ivan on what had happened.

Alfred was unconcious, a couple of nurses stitching up the last of his wounds whilst making sure the room was seccure.

Once Ivan was done with answering the officers' questions, he returned to Alfred's side as quickly as possible. The scratches and bruise from where Yao had hit him were still an alarming shade of purple.

The nurses finished off and said their apologies to Ivan before leaving. Letting them be alone whilst helping with the officers.

Ivan, one eye still semi-closed from the swelling, watched Alfred with a tired expression. He took his hand, turning it in his palm as he studied it, too dazed to do much.

Alfred looked emotionless, his skin again pale apart from the marks over his body. His face was slightly damp from all of the tears that had fallen. His body matching close to someone's corpse.

Ivan couldn't bring himself to look at Alfred's face. Death seemed too close for him, far too close.

Alfred slowly opens his eyes , his eyecolour faded....looking almost hollow.

"Hey." Ivan squeezed his hand a little tighter, hoping that he would squeeze back. Those eyes seemed haunted now.

" I-Ivan " Alfred whispered, no more tears were able to fall.

"I'm right here, baby." He whispered back, trying and failing to hold back his own emotions.

Alfred seemed emotionless. ...Empty....However he managed to squeeze Ivans hand. He just gazed up into Ivans eyes, beginning to shake. " I-Is he gone?..."

"Yes. He is, and he isn't coming back." Ivan managed to get out before a choked sob took his words. "He'll never touch you again. I swear."

Alfred looks at Ivan sympathetically, " I told you ....I'm bad luck "

"No, and even if you were, I'd still love you."

" H-How can you love a curse "

"I don't care how much it hurts to love you. You're mine, and nothing's going to change that." Ivan squeezed his hand again, reassuringly. "That's a promise."

" That promise may break " Alfred keeps looking at Ivan like a soul less creature.

"It won't." Ivan nodded. "I don't know what I'd do without you."

Alfred squeezed his hands even more " You can do better than me "

"No. Filthy sinners deserve nothing, yet I still got an angel." Ivan leaned on Alfred's shoulder, looking up with familiar adoration into his eyes.

" I'm broken , Ivan " He whimpers , attempting to move closer.

"Then I will try to fix you."

" I've been broken so many times...I'm Impossible to mend...there's so many things I haven't told you....too ashamed. "

"Then try to let it out. If it can't be fixed, I'll help you get around it. There's no need to feel ashamed."

" Look at me....I'm a mess....I've......been raped so many times...beaten so many times..broken so many bones...."

"Well, I have a lot to admit too." Ivan laughed sadly. "We're just fucked up. It makes us perfect for each other."

" You're perfect Ivan....so perfect....you're the only bright light in my life..."

"You're perfect, too. Even if you don't see it, I can. Mirrors can only show you so much."

Alfred weakly lifts his arm , slightly managing to keep it up for long. Just only managing to wrap it around Ivans neck. " You're the only perfect thing in this world "

Ivan stayed silent, staring into those empty eyes and holding the American's trembling hand. He held him there for what seemed like an eternity, breathing slowing and heart skipping a beat.

" You're the reason my suicidal thoughts are gone....You're the reason I'm wanting to live....you make me so happy...even when I'm upset....and when i put on a fake smile...you just being there....beside me even when we argue at school...." Alfred whispered, " Ivan I've always loved you "