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They're floating in the cold, lonely, desolate space air. They started this long, never ending voyage with a crew of 10. They are now down to just the two of them. Both are tired of being stranded in space, but they have no way home. They miss everything back on Earth; their home, their family, their friends, their pets, their jobs. But they can't go back. They've run out of fuel. Their satellite was damaged in an asteroid belt so they cannot communicate anymore. Everyone thinks they're all dead. Even their family has given up hope that they are still alive. They might as well be dead. They're the only two who know that they still exist. And they have to sit here, floating in this emptiness, knowing that they've lost eight other people, eight of their very best friends in the world. And the same thing will eventually happen to them. It just depends on what runs out first; oxygen, food, water, or the backup battery. It's just a matter of time before they disappear, their bodies disintegrating, never to be seen again, never to hold their loved one's hand on their wedding, never to hear their baby cry out "papa" for the first time, never to see their kids grow up and have kids of their own. It seems so unjust; they agreed to go on this journey because Earth is almost to the point that it's uninhabitable from the pollution, so they thought they would be able to find a new planet or at least gather some data and return home to their lives. But no, it seems like their destiny is out of their hands now. And so unfair, isn't it? That the brave souls who were so compassionate that they journeyed into the great unknown, trying to save this world, ended up dying because of the very thing that made them good people.
"I hate this. I hate all of it. Why did I come? Why me? I didn't get to do so many things, I had my whole life left. Why is this happening to me? I'm supposed to be the one deciding what I do and what happens to me!" he whispered, on the verge of tears.
"Then let's take back our lives, let's take back our fate and choose what we want," he whispered back, enveloping him in a hug.

They spent their last night enveloped in each others' arms, in a tiny spaceship hurtling through a giant asteroid belt. Time slowed down in their little bubble, and everything but each other slowly faded, the turbulence faded, the noise faded, the flashing lights, the fire outside the windows, the alarms faded, until finally, he faded, and the other soon followed. Never to take another breath, never to see another sunrise. Never to have the funeral they deserve. No, they have been lost to the cruel, cruel clutches of space's cold hands.

A/N: Hey guys, this is just an old drabble I found when I was going through my phone haha. It was kind of based off of their cover of Time; I was just writing what came to mind when I thought what would be happening if this cover was in a movie. Anyways, sorry it's short and not really an actual story, but I figured I'd put it here anyways while I try to write the next AU.
Thanks for reading and stay safe!
- Horselife

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