An agonized sob wrenches its way from Ranboo's chest, his red, swollen eyes screwing tightly shut, sending tears streaming down his cheeks.

"I don't want to... I don't want to live, I don't..." They trail off, breathless and trembling in Dirk's grasp. "It hurts. It hurts. It hurts."

Physically, emotionally-- being alive hurts right now. He wishes he would at least pass out again, if not die, at least not have to feel this for however long it's going to last.