After an ambush on a Bonten location, you were badly injured and had fallen into a coma. The only reason Kokonoi hadn’t burned the entire world to the ground was because that would involve leaving your bedside, something nobody could get him to do.

It had been a month, Kokonoi practically lived in that hospital room and between guilt and anger he was being ripped apart inside. He slipped a ring onto your finger as his tears landed on your arm, the only time he’d ever cried. Ever.

“Wake up and marry me, my angel, you’ve just gotta be strong…i don’t want to lose you, I’m looking right at the other half of me so please-“

Kokonoi’s voice broke into a quiet beg.

“Please come back to me”