Ive Never Been One To Ask For Much, To Make Wishes

i’ve never been one to ask for much, to make wishes

                                  but, i beg for this one. just one. 

                                                   p l e a s e

                                          LET HER BE HAPPY

You smile and laugh, so beautiful, so peaceful

But your eyes…Your eyes are the eyes of a

                                                                           snake. A monster.

“Don’t look back and leave, don’t find me again and just live on, because I have no regrets from loving you, so only take the good memories, I can bear it in some way, I can stand it in some way, you should be happy if you are like this, day by day it fades away.”

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                                    𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍, 𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗈𝗅–                                   𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝖨'𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅.

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“You are hot-headed, No. 4, not an idiot.”

The statement came as a cut through all else. Black didn’t want to sit and talk around the subject, there shouldn’t have been a need to with No. 4. If anyone could speak their mind, if anyone would stand before him and not falter, it should have been the Gunner before him. 

“She was many things, and you know it. Knew it. If you have something to say about this, talk, No. 4.”

He didn’t appreciate his student starting this, then acting as if he didn’t know what they were meant to talk about. So it is about her, he pries, having previously stated it was. It irked him, more than it should, but if he wanted this conversation to happen–

This wasn’t the right way to act. He felt like a child.

“Do you have something to say, No. 4?”

There was a softness to his voice that he never thought he would share with others. A softness that only came out with the android in question, that had only come out with her. Now he just felt weak, awake, and in dire need of something he will never come to know again. Had he ever looked this broken in front of her, how would she have reacted?

“You knew it was, and you’ve come to talk to me.” There was silence, something he wanted to say, “You’ve kept something to yourself.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Maybe he shouldn’t have said anything after all. The moment he’d opened his mouth to confront Black about this matter had been the moment that he knew it would soon be his turn to speak up. Like clockwork, the attention is soon turned upon the Gunner.

“....Instructor. If you’re trying to imply something between me and her, we were just comrades. Maybe friends at most.”

No.

The only thing that the feelings he bore towards No. 3 and No. 20 shared was the fact that he had taken a step back for both of their sakes. For as much as he complained and made his irritation known, he cared for No. 3, he saw him as a close friend. But what he felt for No. 20, that didn’t matter. That hadn’t mattered the moment he’d seen just how her breath caught in her throat whenever the Instructor passed by or spoke to her.

“I asked you out of concern since you’re normally more composed than this. That’s all.”

It especially hadn’t mattered when he’d seen how happy the two of them, the people most important to him, were together.

How correct his decision was to step back only seemed to solidify, seeing just how broken Black looked in the wake of the female Attacker’s departure from this world. It made No. 4′s jaw lock, and he resisted the urge to clench his fists in frustration. Orders were absolute, even hew knew that, and yet had he known what was going on at that exact point in time, if he hadn’t been so busy focusing on training....

...I would have gone to Earth’s surface in a heartbeat to help her, Commander be damned.