Y'all know I had to baby Zach and stuff after that last one cause oml that one hurt to post
I also don't remember exactly what the request was. It was literally either cerebral palsy or cystic fibrosis. I dunno. I lost the comment among all the others. Also, I'm going to start looking through old comments because I lost track haha. Okay enough of me.
Zonah
Zach was born with a condition called cystic fibrosis which made his life difficult. He often had to go to the doctors for respiratory issues and developmental issues. Since he'd joined the band and began dating Jonah he was taken to his doctor appointments by his boyfriend.
Zach was currently in the bathroom and couldn't stop coughing. Sometimes his cough would get so bad it would make him sick and that was what was happening right now.
"Z! Are you ready? We need to be at the doctor's office... Z? You good?" Jonah stammered.
Zach didn't respond and Jonah opened the door to see him standing over the sink with the water running. "It's getting bad again isn't it."
"Mhmm," Zach responded between coughs.
Jonah rubbed his boyfriend's back. "Just breathe. We'll get a new prescription."
"Can I have some water or something?" Zach muttered.
Jonah pulled a water bottle out of his backpack and handed it to Zach. "Just to make sure. There was no blood or anything was there?"
Zach shook his head as he drank the water. "No. Not this time."
"Good," Jonah replied.
The door downstairs opened and Corbyn's voice rang through the house. "I'm hungry, do you have any leftovers?"
Jonah frowned as he rubbed Zach's shoulder. "Maybe. Make sure you check it. I don't want you to get food poisoning."
Corbyn shrugged and opened the fridge. He cringed at some of the food that had clearly been in the fridge since the beginning of their hiatus to write songs. "We never have time to clean anymore," he muttered to himself as he grabbed an apple, not wanting to risk anything.
Jonah led Zach downstairs. "Just an apple? You said you were hungry," he laughed.
Corbyn rolled his eyes. "I prefer my health."
Daniel walked in, followed by Jack. "Seems we just missed you," Jack sighed. "Z, are you okay?"
Zach nodded sleepily. Jonah gave him the car keys. "You can go ahead. I'll be right there," he sighed. When the youngest bandmate left he turned to the others. "I think it's getting worse and he doesn't want to admit it."
"What do you mean?" Daniel asked.
"He had another coughing fit a few minutes ago but it was much worse than usual. I'm going to get him checked on. I'll see you in a bit," Jonah sighed and ran out the door.
Zach slept the whole way to the doctor's office and Jonah was glad since the boy hadn't gotten much sleep the night before. Jonah parked and turned off the car. "Zachy. Wake up love. Come on. We don't want to be late."
They walked into the doctor's office and Zach was taken straight in to see his regular doctor. It didn't take long for the doctor to have a frown on his face. Zach sighed. "What? Just tell me."
"I don't know Zach. We thought it was getting better but your lungs aren't working well. It seems like they're filling with liquid and that's why you've been coughing so much. I'm going to have to have you transferred to the hospital for further testing," the doctor replied.
Zach nodded sadly. "Okay then."
Jonah led Zach to the car after the doctor wrote an email to the hospital they needed to go to. As they drove Zach began coughing. Jonah ignored it at first used to the occasional small coughing fits that happened almost daily. It seemed to get worse. Jonah frowned as he took a hand off the wheel to rub his boyfriend's back. "Hey. Calm down. You'll make it worse by panicking."
Zach didn't know what was happening. He felt dizzy. Nauseous? No that wasn't it. He couldn't catch his breath if he wanted to. Jonah opened the glovebox trying to focus on the road as he felt around for napkins or anything he could find. He finally found what he was looking for and handed Zach the napkin. Zach coughed again and his eyes widened. "Oh shit."
"What?" Jonah asked, pulling over. He saw the blood and his heart dropped. "Oh Zachy."
Zach opened the door and stepped outside. "I just need a minute to breathe."
Jonah nodded as he made sure that they were parked safely off the highway. He got out of the car and followed Zach. "Oh bud. You're going to be fine."
Zach was doubled over with his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath which felt impossible. A car pulled up behind them and a woman walked over. "Is everything okay?"
Jonah glanced at Zach. "He just got carsick," he lied.
"Awww poor thing. Here's some water then," the lady said.
Jonah smiled as he took it. "Thank you so much. We really appreciate it."
"Jonah," Zach moaned.
"What's up?" Jonah asked worriedly.
Zach swallowed harshly as the pain in his throat and chest seemed to get worse if that was possible. "I think I'm going to pass out."
Jonah rushed to Zach's side to steady him. "Ma'am, I-I lied a little bit. He's actually not okay. He started coughing up blood and I don't know what to do."
The lady gave a sympathetic nod as she looked at Zach. "It seemed you were headed to the hospital. Am I right?"
"Yeah," Jonah muttered as he had Zach sit down.
The woman nodded. "I work there. I can get you in fast. Follow me."
Jonah was relieved as he fastened Zach's seatbelt. He got in the driver's seat and followed the lady to the hospital. They ran through the doors and in less than a minute found themselves in a screening room. "Thank you so much. How can we repay you?"
"You don't need to. I was glad to help," the lady said. "I have to get dressed for my shift. I work in the maternity ward."
"Thank you so much," Zach said with a grin.
Hours passed and finally the doctors had managed to repair the damage to Zach's lungs and throat. They were sent home with orders to not let him overwork himself for a few weeks which meant cancelling concerts.
Bad ending cause I don't know too much about cystic fibrosis but I know a little bit about the side effects just from research. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this attempt. Love you guys. Stay safe ❣
