He couldn't believe this was happening.

This had to be a nightmare...right?

You were back at home, waiting for him just like you always did. He'd walk through that front door, and you'd be there waiting for him with a smile and a laugh and a kiss to his cheek-

But as he cradled your limp, broken form in his arms, frantically begging you to stay awake as you bled out, he realised that this was actually real.

"H-Hey, sweetheart, stay with me, okay? I need you to stay with me!"

His voice never shook, never, but the tremble was unmistakable as he pressed his hands to the deep gash in your side, desperately trying to staunch the flow of blood.

He couldn't use his Reverse Cursed Technique on you. He'd never learned how to heal others, only himself, and in that moment, he was cursing himself for not taking the time to maybe listen to Shoko just a little bit more-

You began to cough and wheeze, your body tensing from the pain. A shaky whimper left your lips, and he was shushing you instantly, his nose already pressed into your hair as he offered what comfort he could.

"Sssh...try not to talk, sweetheart. Look at me, just...just look at me, yeah? Focus on me, focus on my eyes..."