Even paradise has its regrets
Goro’s just begun to peel the gun from Akira’s grasp when he finally tears himself away. His whole body trembles violently, and he stumbles a little on his feet without his rival to hold him up.
He raises the gun. And aims it right in the middle of Goro’s forehead.
“Akira…?” His voices comes out so small, so uncertain. He sounds abandoned, lost. But then that disappears, replaced by a certainty that breaks Akira’s heart. “You won't shoot me.”
“No. You won't. Because if there's one thing I know for certain, it's that you love me far too much to ever let me die.”
The tears fighting to escape Akira’s eyes finally win. His grip on the gun trembles. His vision blurs, but he blinks the tears away. He can't afford to miss.
“You’re right,” says Akira, and fires the gun.
My second piece for @rivalszine - this one was a collab with @akechi-stole-my-heart for the fic they wrote for the zine, it was a really fun one to work on, I enjoyed the background a lot