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~The Future I Want~ [L.ZH]

Idk what this is. I tried to write soft angst but I'm fucking terrible at it lol.

I'll probably delete this but whatever.

"Stop talking about the past, I could be dead in a matter of hours, make me up a future." Silence over took the both of you as the faint talking of nurses in the distance and beeping of the machines hooked up to you filled both of your ears. Zihao was surprised at your sudden outburst, and frankly, he was speechless, to stunned to properly think of words. Your bluntness with saying what you said, and the way you said it so casually, as if the idea didn't bother you, scared him, a lot.

"Don't say that, you'll be fine." He laughed half heartily. He didn't like it when you joked like this, knowing the seriousness of the situation at hand, and the possibility that you could, in fact die in the next few hours.

"Yeah, sure, whatever. Just, just humor me okay?" Zihao sighed and grabbed your hand.

"Where should I start?"

"Anywhere." Zihao visibly thought for a moment.

"Well, eventually, you get better. Everyone else and I throw a big party for once you fully recover. Then, we finally go on all the dates I planned for so long. And back to school, and umm-"

"Come on, skip to the good stuff." You shook Zihao's hand gently.

"Ugh, okay, okay, hold on." Zihao ran a hand through his hair. "We both graduate college, okay? Soon after, we get married, have a kid.. A little girl, named, um....... C'mon help me out here." Zihao said, struggling to make up a whole future for the two of you on the spot.

"Hey it's your story, it mine." Zihao rolled his eyes.

"... Sydney, I like the name Sydney." Zihao closed his eyes as if trying to imagine. "We take care of her and love her unconditionally, as good parents would do. She has my smile and your eyes. We live a long, happy, white picket fence life, taking care of Sydney and our dog she insisted we get. Once she moves out, we stay in own home until we both pass, years later when we're old, gray, and feeble. We both live a for-filling existence" Zihao opened his eyes again. "That's the future I want." He smiled, the best he could, still imagining the possibility that you wouldn't live to see this perfect future he made for you. "Now all you gotta do is fight like hell so we can live it out okay?" You smiled back, holding his hand tightly.

"That sounds like a life worth fighting for."

Ew idk how to feel about this.