"i’m not bitter" i say, bitterly, with a bitter expression
"Don’t worry, Aoba. It doesn’t seem so bad after a while…"
As promised, Sei holding Aoba’s hand in the operating room before Clear removes his arms in Clear’s bad ending. Poor Sei tries to comfort Aoba. Headcanon/blurb under the cut…
im sorry ill go back to sobbing my eyes out over clear’s bad ending and just seis entire story in general because fuck this dmmd wrecked me
imagine seeing the empty husk of a body you used to live in every day, like a snake that shed its skin but then your boyfriend fucking kept the skin and put it on a pillow in plain view in his bedroom and fucking posed it so it looked like your old self, just sleeping, so he could look at your dead dry snake skin every day. imagine how much that would fuck you up
|—||S.E. Hinton, That Was Then, This Is Now (via whitebeyonce)|