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ricciardosgirl · 5 months

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you'll get lost

here in saltburn . .

let me guide you.

farleigh start x reader.

trigger warnings ; mentions of death.

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it was an early morning , venetia had left me to gather my thoughts here in saltburn. we were the first to arrive. poor venetia was barely awake , so she decided to go have a nap. i got set up in my room — which wasn't next to venetia's room , which was odd. but of course , i was naive to think anything of it.

i was unpacking before the maids got to it , she told me that they'd throw out anything that they deemed ' scandalous ' and i had a lot of things considered that. until i heard a small knock at my door. i froze for a moment , hoping that it wasn't one of those damn maids yet.

i hurried over to the door , opening it and being welcomed by a tall handsome man , i hadn't seen him when i came in. he gave me a small little smile , looking down on me.

" hey. " he said ever so nonchalantly , i had no idea who the hell it was. it made me nervous. " hey . . " awkwardly , i leaning against my door frame. " sorry , probably just weirded you out , i'm farleigh — i'll be next door to you. " great , just what i needed , a guy next door to me.

the only reason i came to saltburn was to get away from guys — my boyfriend , now ex cheated on me. this was my escape. i nodded my head at him. " i'm y/n. " i hesitantly smiled up at him. " another american ? how wild. " he chuckled , i came from the windy city itself , chicago. " mhm , yeah. " i wasn't paying much attention , i was more focused on getting my shit together.

" what are you doing all the way out here ? " he leaned down a bit , i caught a good glimpse of him. he was handsome , great sense of style. he smelled oddly good. " i go to school out in london , needed a change of scenery. " i eased up a bit . . he didn't seem creepy. " ah , nice. " another smile from him , he's too friendly for his own good.

" so — it's a pleasure to meet you , i suppose you got stuff to do , sure venetia is going to be around here soon. " he tapped the door frame , attempting to leave. " she's not , i think she's napping. " i said , one hand on the door to keep it open. i could use the company , this place was ginormous . . but lonely. " i - uh . . don't really know much about this place , i don't even really know where i am in the house right now. " i tried to make small talk.

" it can feel like that , did venetia not give you a tour ? " he asked , i caught his attention. " no , she just took me to my room and said she was off for a nap. " i sighed , i didn't think venetia would be around for awhile.

" what a shame , this place is really beautiful. here , let me show you around. "

the hours passed as farleigh showed me around saltburn , we formed this slight closeness in the lonely halls. i . . enjoyed his presence , and i think he enjoyed mine. we talked for hours on end , we did have a lot in common after all.

i think i spent more time with farleigh than anything , we did everything together. sometimes i forgot that venetia invited me. i could tell that she was pissed — but i was just having fun. it was the best summer of my life , all spent with him.

but my favorite memory came towards the end of the summer. we avoided the hedge maze on my first go around saltburn , but i begged him to take me. we got lost , just laughing at our stupidity as we walked together. after awhile we reached the middle of the maze - there stood a huge minotaur.

we sat on the edge of the statute , admiring the beauty of the sky and the maze - until i caught his gaze on me. he stared at me , that dumb smile on his face.

" y/n? " he finally spoke. " yeah? " i turned to look at him , i met his gaze. " thank you. "

" for what ? "

" this summer. "

he was talking like he was on his death bed , but we leave saltburn tomorrow. " why are you thanking me ? " i asked , chuckling a little.

" because , it was the best summer i've ever had here. " i could feel my cheeks flush , i'd miss him so much. we never really spoke about what actually happened that summer , the bond we made - the things we did. we never talked about how one night i woke up next to him.

" i don't think i'll miss saltburn as much as i'll miss you. " he sounded hesitant , i nodded my head in agreement. this summer was one of the best i'd ever had , and it was all thanks to him. " i'm sure we will see each other again. " i stayed optimistic.

" maybe , maybe not. " that broke my heart , i stared in disbelief for a moment. " why ? " i looked down at the ground. " because i'm going back to america to be with my mother. " i understood , family comes first.

" then i'll see you next summer. "

" next summer. " he smiled , grabbing my smaller hand and holding it. " let's try and top this summer next year. " he chuckled , i agreed again. i sighed , deep down . . i didn't want to wait that long.

we sat in silence for awhile , birds chirping as time passed , he never let go of my hand. when i finally looked at him , he smiled at me. getting up and releasing my hand. " let's make tonight last. " he got hopeful. " forever. " i said , standing up and following him. i wrapped my arms around his waist from behind.

we stayed like that for a moment , none of us saying a word. he turned around , my arms still wrapped around him. that cheeky smile is all i remember , that moment repeating in my mind over and over again.

next summer , didn't happen. i didn't see farleigh again till we were standing over the grave of each one of the cattons. he held my hand as he silently mourned his cousin while i mourned my friend venetia. we didn't say a word to each other. we just stood in remembrance of our loved ones.

maybe in another life , another time.

#saltburn #angst #fanfic #farleigh start #archie madekwe #mentions of felix #mentions of venetia #major character death #this broke my heart #almost romance

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hangkennyy · 8 months

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❤️❤️❤️

#bray wyatt #wwe #grew up with this man since I started watching wrestling #This broke my heart #my heart actually hurts thinking about this #Nothing could have prepared me for this #May god bless his soul and his family and friends #❤️❤️❤️

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dugthisgrave · 11 months

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“How do I tell my best friend that I lost his son??”

#THIS BROKE MY HEART #evan buckley #oliver stark #maddie buckley #jennifer love hewitt #911onfox #911onabc #buck and eddie #buck x eddie #buddie

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ackleskittles · 28 days

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"you came" "you called"

#supernatural #dean winchester #benny lafitte #dean x benny #deanbenny #this broke me #this broke my heart #cannot do this anymore #i hate it here #but i love them #they're everything to me #but also #they're in love your honor

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mellowbarbarianpolice1blog · 1 year

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This picture always broke me.

Look how deeply broken and angry Crowley is, like "After all this years you don’t understand how deeply I care of you."

And then... Aziraphale, feeling is self a shit, totally guilty, ready for crying. He's like "Crowley, please forgive me... if you only knew what I'm living... if you only knew how deep I would like to run away with you...oh dear boy... "

Guys, this is art.

#good omens #aziraphale #david tennant #crowley #michael sheen #ineffable husband's #neil gaiman #aziracrow #my boys #this broke my heart

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periodcostumefantasylover · 1 year

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Ben Barnes in tears as the Darkling in 2x06 I have no heart

#shadow and bone #the darkling #aleksander morozova #baghra morozova #ben barnes #shadowandboneedit #grishaverse #sab season 2 #shadow and bone season 2 #this hurts #everytime ben barnes is crying i cry too #aleksander you deserved better #this broke my heart

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taakiitoo · 9 months

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We make each other happy :(..

#fanart #better call saul #this broke my heart #but i hate them a bit for Howard #breaking bad #saul goodman #kim wexler #bob odenkirk #brba

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taytaystan · 1 month

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🚨🚨🚨SPOILER WARNING Percy Jackson and the battle of the Labyrinth🚨🚨🚨

I'm almost done with the book and I just went through a rollercoster of emotions. Luke laying in a cascet 'dead' but actually he gave Kronos his body....my jaw was on the floor. And just imagine Annabeth's face if she saw Luke dead.....

#percy jackson #percy jackson and the olympians #annabeth chase #pjo tv show #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #luke castellan #pjo series #kronos #rick riordan #im crying #this broke me #this broke my heart

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venus-minako · 2 months

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Usagi’s eternal wish ✧

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bvckleydiaz · 1 month

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“we loved her and she left anyway”

we finally got them back, and on a new channel, but they brought the same pain 💔😣

#evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 spoilers #christopher diaz #this broke my heart #but also chris saying he can’t even remember her voice anymore #i am SOBBING

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lionlena · 11 months

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We don’t love each other (PedroPascalxreader) angst! Part VI

Summary: You and Pedro are: friends with benefits, for many years. Your layout is simple and clear. You don’t love each other. You’re friends on a daily basis, you take care of each other… Sometimes you sleep together. You go on dates with other men and Pedro doesn’t mind. Everything is simple until you accidentally hear Oscar say that Pedro loves you. Then you decide to tell him the truth and you ruin everything.

Warnings: angst!!! smut, mentions of sex, friends with benefits, sad, broken hearts, age difference (reader is 15 years younger than Pedro)

Part VI

You were holding back tears when you got home. Tyler had no problem noticing that something had happened. Of course, you told him the truth earlier. Or rather, the half-truth that you're going to see Pedro because you have to give him something. You didn't just say that you had to give him your heart because it would be easier for you to live without it.

"What happened?" he asked you, and you couldn't stand the concern in his eyes.

If only he knew the truth.

"You know... I had a fight with him. I think fame went to his head."

Another lie.

Tyler frowned and pulled you into his arms.

"I'm sorry bunny."

You winced at a pet name that didn't suit you. You turned around and tried to find a more comfortable position. Tyler was too tall. In fact, he was only 3 or 4 cm taller than Pedro, and yet it bothered you. And his chest was too hard and his arms didn't hold you the way you liked. It just wasn't Pedro's body. You shook your head and stepped away from him.

"I have a headache. I'll take some painkillers and go to bed."

"Okay. I still have some work to do, but call me if you need anything."

Why were you calling him? It wasn't his shoulder you wanted to cry on.

As soon as you were in bed, you began to analyze the whole situation.

Did Oscar know Pedro had someone? Did that bastard trick you? NO.

Oscar was mean and unfair at times but, you knew him. He was honest. If he knew Pedro had someone, he wouldn't have met with you. He would just leave you alone.

Then you started to think, who was this woman? Have you seen her before? How did Pedro meet her? Where and when? Did he love her?

You groaned in frustration. Why would you spend so much energy thinking about someone who didn't want to love you?

"I really don't want to love you."

Pedro's words echoed in your head. It couldn't have been said more clearly.

You felt your phone vibrate. When you saw the name flashed on the screen, you immediately declined the call. There was no way you'd ever answer a phone call from Oscar again.

(Oscar POV )

Oscar glanced uneasily at his phone. He tried to call Pedro and you for days, but of course, neither of you are answering. And he had such a brilliant plan. Sure, he was rough with you, but he knew he had to piss you off for you to go to Pedro. He was sure that as soon as you see him, broken down with tears in his eyes, you will not be able to be mad at him any longer and you will hug him. When you hug him, the old feeling will wake up in you, and then... You will definitely manage on your own and you two will be happy again.

He knew it was rude to ask about Tyler, but he had to check your reaction. Your anger only made him realize that he was right. You didn't want to be with Tyler.

So he had to correct his mistake and get you back together. He didn't even care what arrangement you came up with. He just wanted Pedro to be happy with you again.

For years he thought you were hurting Pedro. He knew you were doing it unconsciously, but he was angry with you. So many times Pedro whined into Oscar's phone. He's seen how much his friend was devastated while you were finding yourself a new boyfriend. And so many times he tried to change it. He was specifically finding girls for Pedro. He wanted you to feel jealous and understand that you love Pedro. Unfortunately, it was his friend who always spoiled his plans. When you were around, instead of seducing the woman Oscar gave him, Pedro focused all his attention on you. This made him furious. He meant well... And it ended in disaster. But it's not his fault that you and Pedro were both idiots in love.

He sighed heavily and again dialed Pedro's phone number.

If he has to, he'll just kidnap you two and lock you in a windowless room together. Yes, it was a good plan.

(Pedro pov )

Pedro flinched when he heard the phone ring. It was late afternoon and he had managed to have a nap on the couch. He rubbed his tired eyes with his hand and cursed under his breath. He figured if it is Oscar, he'd pick it up and tell him to fuck off. However, a different name was displayed on the screen.

"Hi Laura," he said, not hiding the tiredness in his voice.

The woman, however, did not care at all and immediately dropped the bomb on him.

"You need to talk to Y/N."

He immediately sat on the couch.

"What? Do you know that I and she had a fight? Big..."

"Tyler is cheating on her! Imagine I saw him in my town making out with some chick and... It wasn't a friendly hug."

He couldn't help but make his heart beat faster.

"That motherfucker..." he hissed.

"I think so too. I'll send you pictures right now so you can show her."

"What?! Wait, no!"

"Pedro, did you hear me? Tyler is cheating on Y/N. Someone needs to tell her."

He sighed heavily and wiped his face with his hand. How he was going to explain to Laura that he was the last person who should talk to you about love and betrayal.

"This is a bad idea. Why don't you just call her?"

He heard a groan of frustration on the other end of the phone.

"It's not something you can say over the phone!"

"So, come here."

"Uh, the problem is that I broke my leg and I can't move for the next three weeks."

Pedro stopped sitting on the couch a long time ago. He paced restlessly around the living room. He wanted to go to you so much, and at the same time, he was so afraid of confronting you.

"Then you will tell her in a month."

"Pedro! Did you hit your head? I don't know what the two of you were arguing about, but... You always took such good care of her." Her words stung him painfully. "What if Tyler came back to her on purpose? If he only came back to get revenge? He's already deprived her of her apartment..."

"What do you mean?"

"Y/N lives with him, so if he kicks her out, then... Someone has to be there for her. Best if it will be someone strong who can protect her."

Pedro felt a rush of adrenaline. Did Laura just suggest you're in danger? Okay, here she had him.

"Send me those pictures and the address of that dick."

"Okay! Kick his ass!"

You were about to leave for the store when you heard the doorbell ring. So it was only natural that you shouted to the living room where Tyler was that you would open. But you soon regretted it. You lost your head when you saw Pedro. You wanted to hug him and punch him at the same time. How did he dare? He was standing in front of you looking like walking sex appeal. He was wearing light blue jeans and a white T-shirt that hugged his perfect body. His hair was a mess and you just wanted to, like in the old days, put your hand in his curls. But you couldn't, and it broke your heart.

"Pedro..."

"We need to talk."

"Ok..."

Just then, Tyler appeared behind you.

"Bunny, are you okay?"

You didn't even turn to him. You couldn't take your eyes off Pedro, who visibly winced upon hearing this pet name.

"Yes, can you..."

Before you could finish your sentence, Pedro walked inside closing the door behind him and saying:

"He stays."

You looked at him in horror. Would he do something like that to you? You've already lost him, and now you'd lose Tyler. Did Pedro really want to tell him the truth?

"Wait... Please don't do this" you whispered.

"Okay, I'd better show you the pictures right away."

God, pictures? Your mind started frantically replaying all the memories. Sure, you've had plenty of photos together, but none intimate. Unless... No. Pedro would never take a picture of you without your knowledge.

"Laura made them, but she can be trusted."

You heard Tyler moan behind you and blinked your eyes. You turned to your boyfriend.

"Y/N, I'm sorry, I..."

"You're cheating on her, dick!" growled Pedro.

"Fuck you, it's none of your business!" Tyler barked back.

Pedro wasn't going to let go.

"Yeah, mine, more than you think!"

"You don't know me and you don't know anything about me! You think that if you're a big Hollywood star you can destroy other people's lives!"

You stood between them in complete shock. You didn't even pay attention to what they were shouting at each other. At some point, you decided to stop it.

"Shut up, both of you!!!"

The men fell silent immediately. You looked at Pedro angrily.

"Enough of this. Go home."

Pedro looked at you, like a kicked puppy.

"But... will you forgive him?"

You looked at Tyler.

"No, but it's between me and him."

"You can't be alone with him."

"Because what will happen?" Tyler growled.

You stopped him from moving towards Pedro with your hand, and he obediently stopped.

"Tyler would never raise a hand on me. He wouldn't even yell at me." You saw that this remark hurt Pedro, but you were so angry. "Go now."

He gave you a sad look and said:

"Call me if you need help."

You silently walked back into the living room and sat down on the couch. Tyler sat next to you.

"So," you began, "can you explain it to me?"

Tyler nodded, took a deep breath, and spoke softly.

"After you turned down my engagement, I was a mess. And then by chance... I swear it was by chance. I met my old love. We went out for drinks. Turns out she was divorced, her husband had left her with two kids ... And I... We got drunk and ended up in bed together. The old feeling revived, but I swear, I was disgusted with myself. I didn't know what to do."

It was weird, but you felt no rage. You looked at Tyler calmly. You even understood him a little. If Laura had told you about this betrayal and you would meet Pedro in a bar...

"These are not photos from that night," you remarked.

Tyler lowered his head.

"No. She went back to her town and I wanted to talk to you. Then I saw how you were and... I didn't want to leave you. But I kept exchanging messages with her. I couldn't forget her. Two days ago I went to her to say goodbye to her, but... I don't know how it happened. I hugged her, kissed her... I don't know what to do next."

You saw that he was suffering and you felt sorry for him. You had to tell him the truth.

"Ty, do you love her? Tell me the truth."

"We were together three years..."

You grabbed his hand and waited for him to look you in the eye.

"Do. You. Love. Her?"

"Yes," he whined.

"Now listen to me carefully. I and Pedro were friends with benefits." Tyler looked at you shocked. "I didn't sleep with him when I was with you," you added quickly. "I never slept with him when I was in a relationship. But... I loved him. I love him," you corrected yourself. "That's what we had a fight about and the day you came back... I'm sorry but I was mourning the loss of my relationship with Pedro, not you"

Tyler was still holding your hand and sighed.

"I'm sorry, but that doesn't change the fact that I betrayed you."

"It doesn't matter. It would never have worked out. A relationship built on lies had no chance of surviving. But you have a chance to be happy. Tell this woman how you feel about her. Don't give up."

"And you?" he asked sadly.

You shrugged.

"I'll manage. I'll pack some of my things now and go to a motel. When I find a new apartment, I'll take the rest of my things."

"You don't have to, I'm to blame. I can..."

You got up from the couch and shook your head.

"Don't be angry, but I don't want to stay here."

After you had packed, Tyler came over to you and gave you a gentle hug.

"I'm sorry about everything. I'll drive you to that motel."

"No need, Pedro will drive me."

Tyler made a surprised face.

"But you told him to come home."

"Knowing life, he still stands on the street." You looked out the window and nodded your head. "Yes, it's still there."

"Wow, you really know him well."

"Not as good as I thought. Take care of yourself, okay."

"You too."

When Pedro saw you, he immediately ran over to you and grabbed your bag.

"Did you kick his ass?" You rolled your eyes. "I'm sorry Y/N..."

You showed him on your phone the address of the motel you had chosen earlier.

"Take me there."

He looked at you as if you had just said something insulting.

"You can come to me."

You wanted to laugh and ask about his blonde, but you weren't ready for another confrontation.

"Will you drive me or should I call a taxi?"

He sighed heavily and nodded his head. He opened the door for you and put your bag in the trunk. You were silent the whole way, and when you got there, Pedro followed you like a shadow. At the reception, on the way to the room, and finally in the room itself. He was standing there with those stupid puppy brown eyes of his that you hated and loved so much at the same time.

"Y/N?" He shifted restlessly from foot to foot. "Can we finally talk?"

You glared at him furiously. You suddenly wanted to pour out all your anger on him.

"We have nothing to talk about," you snapped.

You saw his shoulders drop and his hand restlessly rubbing his thigh. A clear indication that he was anxious. Formerly you would have stopped it immediately.

"Are you mad at me? Don't be mad at me, I was just the messenger. He betrayed you."

"Why did you tell me that? What? What the fuck was that for?" you growled.

In the past, you would never do that. You would have stopped at the moment when you saw the sadness in Pedro's eyes, but now... Now all you saw was the damn blonde in the bathrobe.

"I already told you that Laura..."

"You're not a child, Pedro!!! You could have refused her."

"And, what? Would you rather not know that dick is cheating on you?!"

"So what. I kept cheating on him!"

He stepped back slightly and frowned.

"What? But... We..."

"Every time I fucked him, I thought about you. Every fucking time!"

"It's not betrayal... Not real. You're a victim, you need help."

You burst out laughing.

"You show up here like some fucking knight in silver armor and you think you're saving me! You're the one who said you didn't want to love me."

Pedro took a step towards you but, seeing you tense, stopped.

"I know, I screwed up and I'm sorry. Please, let's talk."

You shook your head.

"No... Not today. I don't have the strength to talk to another man who can't choose the woman he loves."

Pedro scanned you for something to grab onto. Finally, he obviously saw that you were really tired and a conversation with you would not end well.

"Okay. But I'll be back here, you can be sure of that."

He leaned slightly towards you.

"Do what you want," you hissed.

You turned your back to him and started to take your stuff out of your bag. You sighed in relief as you heard the door close behind him. You turned the lock on the door and sat on the bed. You curled up into a ball but didn't cry. You had no more tears. You cried all of the tears when you found out Pedro had someone. And today, when he was so close to you, you just wanted to throw yourself into his arms. You wanted to cuddle up to him and tell him to stay because without him you lose the meaning of life. You couldn't do it. You just didn't have the strength.

And then there was Tyler. Part of you was really mad at him, but another part of you knew that your whole relationship was a lie. From the beginning. You would never have been with Tyler that long if Pedro had been around. You actually wanted to laugh. It was such an irony. Tyler loved that woman, but he didn't think he should, so he chose you. It sounded familiar.

Pedro couldn't drive away right away. For a long time, he was leaning against the hood of his car and staring at your room. You told him to leave again, but this time he hoped he could make amends. If you reject him again, he will come back again. No matter how many times you hurt him, he won't get you out of his heart. You were his curse and blessing.

Counting days, counting days

since my love up and got lost on me

And every breath that I’ve been taking

since you left feels like a waste on me

I’ve been holding on to hope

that you’ll come back when you can find some peace

Cause every word that I’ve heard spoken

since you left feels like an hollow street

I’ve been told, I’ve been told to get you off my mind

But I hope I never lose the bruises that you left behind

Oh my Lord, oh my Lord, I need you by my side

Lewis Capaldi - Bruises

Part V

Part VII - Final

A/N: Okay, so this isn't my best chapter, but I had to get rid of Tyler somehow. And I know some of you will be wondering, why didn't she yell at him? why did she take all her anger out on Pedro? And my answer is simple. Those we love hurt us the most. She had never loved Tyler, so his betrayal was not such a shock to her. On the other hand, she loves Pedro, so she's still mad at him for rejecting her and for finding someone else. And she thinks Pedro just showed up to tell about Tyler's betrayal.

And I promise we'll all get a happy Pedro in the next chapter.

(And did you see how wonderful husband is Tyler Hoechlin in "Superman and Lois". How can I angry at him?)

#Pedro Pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal and you #pedro pascal characters #the last of us #angst #this broke my heart #hurt #oscar isaac

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rblackdeco · 7 months

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Bloodsport - rosekiller

— pairings: barty crouch jr x evan rosier

— a/n: angst angst angst, the most heartfelt gut wrenching angst i've wrote in a while, for a moot on twitter and i really hope she doesn't kill me for that :) ily bru

— summary: what if barty died first? and what if it was in front of evan?

Blood. There was so much blood, everywhere.

Evan was shaking. He was shaking, because it wasn't supposed to be like this. To end like this. No, because in between the two of them, Evan was supposed to go first.

Him. Not Barty. Anybody, but Barty. Not his Barty.

"Rosie...?" Barty was quiet as a whisper, quiet as he couldn't be all these years. Bad sign. Horrible sign, in fact, because he was never quiet. Raspy too, a tone that reminded Evan of all the lazy mornings they've spent together in bed. "Rose, look at me... Please, look at me."

Begging, how pathetic of him. How low, he thought, because he knew Evan wouldn't any other way. His eyes full of tears, his face a mix of emotions and still, Barty has never seen anyone more beautiful. He thought what a bliss from the gods that he could die looking at something so beautiful, something he adored so much. What a bitter and twisted death wish that was.

"I don't wanna die..." Barty coughed, his blood splaterring Evan's perfect shirt, his grip on it tight. He wouldn't let go, he swore, he wouldn't, until he had already passed. He was convinced he could fight death itself were it to try to take him from Evan. But Evan didn't respond, didn't waste another look at him.

"You won't die." Evan said, his hands pressing onto the wound. A knife wound, what a simpleton. What a ridiculous way to die. Maybe it was fitting to him, maybe it was fate.

But Evan said fuck fate.

"Rosie, it's bad." Evan wished he could shut Barty up. He wished he wasn't right like always, he wished he could fix it, but it was way beyond his abilities. And even if he knew how, his hands were shaking far too much to do something like stitch Barty back together, the tears clouding up his eyes far too much for him to see something beyond the blood.

Of course blood, because Barty was nothing but a fighter. To the very end.

"I'm so sorry, Ev..." He whispered, his tears falling to Barty's shirt. Evan shook his head.

"No, no, you're okay..." He sobbed, but just once. Just once, and still, enough to shatter Barty's heart in a million pieces. Barty lifted his hand, touching Evan's cheek and smiling.

That fucker was smiling. Evan was gonna kill him.

"Evan..."

"Shut up, Barty." He frowned, wiping the tears from his eyes away.

"Please, look at me... Wanna look into your face." And Evan did. He shouldn't have, he knows it, but he did anyway, his eyes watercoloured, grey mixed with the deepest shade of teal, the one Barty always adored. The one he always called his angel eyes. "Hey, Ev? I love you."

The smile. There. Evan wanted to knock it out of his face, whether with a kiss or a punch, he wanted Barty now more than ever to take it seriously. He wanted more than ever for Barty to act like the pretentious fucker he have known his entire life and fight. Because it couldn't end like that.

"Don't leave me like that, you asshole." Evan held back a strangled laugh, fearing what it would become of him if it left his lips.

"Say you love me, Ev. Say it now or you'll regret it." Barty's lips trembled in a way Evan has seen few times in his life. Usually, it meant anger. And usually, Evan could kiss, or cuss it better. But that was different. That was fear. With that, Evan had no idea of what to do.

"Don't you dare" He spat, trying to smile at him, but it was pointless. Evan was every meaning of the word mess. Shaking, crying, desperately tugging into Barty's shirt as the boy coughed again, his body propping up. Not a single one of the many horrors in the life of Evan Rosier had prepared him for the anguish of losing someone so dear to him. "Don't you dare to leave me, you hear me?" He pleaded.

Except he didn't. Except now, Barty smile was permanently froze on his face, his eyes permanently looking at Evan. Evan's grip finally loosened.

It was foggy the night Barty Crouch Jr died. And it would be foggy every day after that too. At least for Evan.

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