Taekook oneshots

My love-2

TAE POV

"Shh don't wake him up." She nodded softly and shut the door walking over. "How are you feeling?" "Emotionally? I feel happier than I have in my entire life." "And physically?" "Like I'm dying." "There is still no word yet but it's only been a day don't give up hope. You have overcome so much don't stop fighting." I nodded softly and huffed. "Is it too late for chemo?" She nodded softly and I huffed. "Well fuck. Can you resect the tumors?" "Taehyung if that was possible we would have done it when they came back. All we can do is wait now."

He shifted in bed beside me and tightened his arm around my waist. I pet his hair and he fell back asleep. "Can you call again?" She nodded softly and left my room. Once the door shut he moved again and huffed. "I was hoping it was just a dream.." He pulled me closer and I smiled rubbing his back. "Yeah me too but unfortunately it is my life. At least one good thing came out of this though."

He hummed and rubbed my back. "Why is the back untied?" "They checked my lungs earlier." He hummed and pulled it closed. "It's fine." "Your doctor is a woman right?" I laughed and nodded. "Yes alpha my doctor is a woman." He scoffed and picked his head up looking at me.

"It's cruel to call me that knowing I can't do anything." "Why's that?" He huffed and shook his head. "Don't look at me like that." I smiled and he huffed dropping his head. "That's worse." "What are you talking about?" "You." "What about me?" "You know exactly what you're doing and I do not appreciate it." "What am I doing alpha?" He growled and I bit at my lip. "Oh? You like me calling you that?" "Stop it." "I'm very tempted not to."

My monitor started going off and he pushed himself up. "Are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine. That's going off cause my heart rate went up." "Does your chest hurt? Do you want me to get the doctor?" The door opened and I huffed pushing myself up waving. "I'm good." "Taehyung we have been over this." "It's not my fault he's hot." "I-what?" He looked at me and I smiled softly. "Did you call?" I looked over at her and she nodded walking over. "I'm going to guess there is still nothing?" She nodded and hit a button turning the alarm off putting her stethoscope in her ears, pressing it to my back.

I took in a slow deep breath and she moved it. I kept repeating it and she unclipped the buttons on my shoulder putting it on my chest. "You can't stress your heart like that." "Is he okay?" "Well I'm still alive so yes I'm fine." "No you are not. Your heart is already out of rhythm and you know that is not safe." "Well look at him it's not my fault my heart flutters." "Then don't look at him. Your heart can't handle the fluttering."

"You're such a buzzkill." "I won't be when you're alive to get that heart." "Yeah yeah." "There's a heart?" "She's speaking theoretically I have been told I was getting a new heart before." "I have no control over who gets the heart Taehyung you know that." "And I have no control over my heart. It's broken that's not my fault." "You better be talking to the tumors and not me because I have been saving your ass since you were three."

"Three? You said you were five." "When we moved here I was five." He huffed and looked at me. "Stop it." She pulled her hand back and the front of the hospital gown dropped down. "What about a pacemaker?" I looked at her and she sighed. "It's to risky what if you get your heart and can't take another surgery?" "I have survived this much." "Taehyung we're not risking it. Just stay in line and everything with be fine. You're at the top of the list." "Until I'm not, again." "You are getting that heart. Now lay back down." I huffed and dropped back down. "What can I get for drugs?"

"Tae." "I'm dying, show me a little pity." "No. And you better eat your breakfast." I rolled my eyes and she left the room. I glanced over at him and frowned. "What?" He bit his lips together and reached over unbuttoning the other side. "Kook." He pulled it down and I blushed biting my lips together. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down and he pushed it down more. "I know they're bad." He leaned down and kissed my scars. "I-.. you're not helping the heart fluttering." He slid his hand on my bare skin and I huffed shaking my head.