I Will Immediately Take This Chance To Ask For A Request; Instead Of Joe, Its The Reader That Dies (and

i will immediately take this chance to ask for a request; Instead of Joe, its the reader that dies (and what if the reader is a crush. you can choose if you want the reader to be Sara or Joe's crush but like- please-)

Oop I can’t choose between two of my favs so I’ll do both!

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Sara

"Yep. Looks like it’s game over for me.” You chuckled, holding up your Sacrifice card after the votes were counted. “Sweet Miss Sara made a pretty damn good detective, huh?”

Though as you looked towards the blue-suited woman, you could see her lower her head, her hands trembling as she refused to look at you. “C’mon, Sara..it’s alright-”

“H-How can it be alright with you..? You’re about to die.”

“....yeah, I know. I’d just be lying to myself if I said I was alright with it.” You sighed, putting a hand on her shoulder. 

She snapped her head up, allowing you to see her watering eyes. It was a heartbreaking sight for sure, but your gaze never wavered. “Had things gone differently..I would’ve chosen to escape with you. But..it looks like you’ll have to carry on--?”

Suddenly you were caught off-guard when she hugged you. It was a surprise, though you held her tight as you felt her tears soaking your clothes. “Hey, c’mon now...” You mumbled, frowning slightly. “It’s okay. I’m scared, too..I don’t want to leave you either.”

["I love you...”] 

[”........”]

“I-I..I love you.”

You felt your heart skip a beat when those words left Sara’s mouth. ‘Is that why she’s been so protective and emotional around me ever since we got here?’ “Sara..”

“I wanted to..say that for a long time..s-since I won’t get that chance again I-I just--” She gasped

“I love you, too.” Tilting her chin up, she saw your teary eyes as you kissed her cheek. “No matter what happens, keep surviving. If for no one else, survive for me, okay?”

She was in shock that you returned her feelings, though all she could do was nod as Miley finally grew impatient with all the “tear-jerking crap”.

Soon your execution began--with metal pipes called Wrigglers draining the blood from your body. It hurt like hell, and everyone around you could only watch--some were crying, others were shouting at Miley to stop, and the rest appeared completely numb. 

Despite all the pain, though, you kept smiling at Sara, who was desperately trying to stop the device with a clicker she was given. 

Sadly it was all for nothing...as your body went limp and the sadistic floormaster mocked her attempts to save you out of “pathetic human love”.

Despite the overwhelming guilt she held after moving onto the third floor--she did take comfort in the fact her feelings were returned..

Though that didn’t make the hallucinations of you any less painful.

...........

Joe

“W-Well..at least everyone knows we traded cards..hah..hah...this sucks..” Joe ran a hand through his hair as he gazed at you, still in distraught you were the Sacrifice. “You wanted to escape with me, right?”

“That was..something I considered.” You sighed. “But I cracked at the end because I realized that would’ve been selfish of me. For us to live and for everyone else to die? I’d feel no better than that stupid doll.”

“HEY! I’m still here!” The Laughing Doll spat. “But I would’ve much rather seen you and lover-boy crumble into despair at your friends’ deaths, though I’ll accept this outcome~”

“Huh..?” You looked at her, confused. “Lover-boy?” 

“U-Uh..”

“..Joe?” It was then you noticed the brunette nervously sweating as he approached you.

“Damnit..I...never thought I’d be confessing this here but...I like ya, [y/n]!” He forced a smile. “Since I’m not gonna get this chance again I figured I’d get it off my chest--!”

Suddenly he felt his tie being grabbed as he pulled towards you, surprised as you gave him a brief peck on the lips. When you broke the kiss, he saw your smile and tearful eyes--which in turn made him tear up at the realization that...he was about to lose you. 

He was going to lose you and would never get to take you out on any dates. He even had a plan for the first one if you said “yes” to his confession.

“Hah..I-I knew you liked me. I mean who wouldn’t?” Sniffling, he hugged you tightly, not wanting you to see him cry even though it was obvious he was.

“I’m sorry, Joe..I..wish I got to spend more time with you.” You could feel him shake as you patted his back. Then you looked to Sara, seeing her nod solemnly. 

On your way to the Main Game, you had asked her to take care of Joe should anything happen to you and they both survived. And from her expression now, you knew she’d keep her promise.

As Miley finally executed you, Joe could only collapse to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he watched your life literally being drained from your body. It didn’t help that the clicker he was given only prolonged your suffering..

Why did things have to turn out this way? 

Why wasn’t he more stubborn in keeping his card?

Why would you...trade your life for his?