(Inspired by the second Chance comic by tulipsempai on tumblr, especially prt 10)

Chosen was still doing CPR on Dark, terrified. He needed Dark to wake up. He felt as if the whole world was collapsing in on itself, and the only way for it to stop was for Dark to wake up. To open his eyes. To hug him again. He sobbed loudly, still doing mouth-to-mouth as he gasped for air, just do feed it straight into Dark’s lungs instead of his own. He felt dizzy, but he wouldn’t let that stop him.