Simon- fwb
|| you meant nothing ||
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He wasn't afraid of dying. Well, that's what he tells himself. He wouldn't acknowledge his fear of death because he constantly faces death on the frontline. He is an elite soldier, a Lieutenant. Death isn't something on his bucket list.
Until one day, off-duty, he nearly collapsed while chatting with his men. It was all too sudden, the sudden light-headedness, the nausea, the ringing in his ear, it all came crashing down on him that day.
He and his team got a proper doctor's appointment, and that's when his entire life was turned upside down. He was told that all his smoking and drinking had damaged his liver and his lungs, the risk of cancer just around the corner. He was given 3 years if he doesn't stop his habits, maybe 8 or more years if he actually takes care of himself. But how is he to rid of the few things he's grown accustomed to?
In a frustrated fit, he rushed out of the room and made a beeline for the rooftop, needing fresh air(a smoke). Honestly, he would've jumped off. If it weren't for the fact that that was when he met you. A young soul, cursed with an incurable illness with only a few months he lived.
You were the complete opposite of him. So lively, so cheerful, so full of life and *unafraid*. You said it yourself, how you didn't mind the fact that you had mere months of living left. That confused him, and he eventually left.
Only, you never left his mind at all. Ever since then, when his head hit the pillow, his thoughts were consumed by you. That sickening smile, your high pitched voice ringing in his ear. *"Oh, no. I think heaven would be quite wonderful. I think I would like it there"*. That exact sentence that had escaped your mouth kept haunting him, like a mystery he needed to solve.
He couldn't take it anymore. Giving himself the false hope of you still in the hospital, he took a leave from base and headed to the hospital you two had met. He spent an hour searching, he couldn't find you. That is until he spots you on the rooftop, right where he remembered you to be.
|| you meant nothing ||
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⚕️ | Nightmare
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— A pride of pride.
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He offered you a business proposition.
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