Ship: Prinxiety

T/W: death, blood

Third Person

There they were.

Virgil sitting there, holding a bleeding out Roman in his arms.

You are my sunshine.

Virgil let out a sob, his arms wrapped around him.

My only sunshine.

Virgil bit his lip, unsure on what to do.

You make me happy

Roman very weaky smiled at him, wincing slightly.

When skies are grey.

Virgil kept sobbing, looking at him, there was no saving him.

You'll never know, dear,

Roman felt a tear run down his cheek.

How much I love you.

Virgil let out a weary breath, looking at his bleeding husband.

Please don't take my sunshine away...

In a flash, Roman's pulse was gone.

There was a scream.