52. “Can I kiss you?” and 85. “I will never apologize for saving your life, even if it costs me my own.”
and last but not least anonymous who requested:
69. “Why the hell are you bleeding!?”
“Agh, fuck,” you cursed, hand reaching down to cover the wound on your stomach. You were losing blood quickly and needed a way to stop the blood flow.
You were currently sat on the floor, slumped against a wall in a supply closet, hiding from the rogue demons roaming the building. Your breaths came out ragged and heavy as you pointed your gun at the door with your free hand. There wasn’t much time before they would find you, so you might as well go down swinging.