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Kiku sat next to th hospital bed. His poor (Y/N) mugged and stabbed. She had been sabbed multiple times and she was barley holding on to life. If anyone was to look to the lf of the bed they would see a crying japanse man hiding his eyes but tears flowing down his cheeks and onto the hand of the beautiful (H/C).
Kiku remembered like it was just yesterday they were lip locked in the most improper way. Her hands tangled in his hair and his in hers. Tounges wrestled. She was on top of him his legs spreed to give her room. Him rolling over off the couch and onto the floor.
Kiku couldn't help but smile at said memory. Then more flooded his mind.
Kiku cried harder at this trying to fight back his tears. He only cried more and more.
"Prease, wake up. I need you! You are the fire to my ice. The yin to my yang. The light to my dark. You are my everything! I'd give up everything else if that meant I could have you in my arms forever. I rove you. I want to hord you and kiss you and terr you how much you mean to me. I want you to invade my persanor space. I want to protect you. I want...to....marry you. And spend all of eternity with you. You. And you arone (Y/N)- san."
A hand was placed opon Kiku's shoulder. It was Yao. "C'mon I will take you home. Visiting hours are over." Kiku looked back at his (Y/N). He kissed his two fingers and touched her head.
Kiku slipped off his white jacket and laid it at the end of her bed.
She always said she loved that jacket.
"Ki......ku"
To be continued maybe?......
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