Blood was everywhere.

Hot. Slippery. Thick between Noa’s fingers.

He pressed both hands to Alessio’s stomach, shaking so violently he couldn’t tell if it was the blood or his bones that were trembling. His voice cracked, stuck between begging and screaming. “Stay with me, stay with me Alec, don’t you dare fucking leave me now”

Alessio’s lips parted, but only a small gasp escaped. No words. Just pain.

“No no, don’t go quiet. Say something. Yell at me. Tell me I’m stupid, tell ...