Dying But Living

Chapter 7

“Kats! Katsuki,” I felt someone shake me, making me a bit angry about why someone would wake me from my sleep.

“What do you want,” I stated, opening my eyes as I saw Shoto next to me. He seemed a bit guilty for waking me up, and a bit scared as well, probably from the tone in my voice.

“I-I’m sorry,” is all he said before he started shaking a bit. I could tell he was getting scared, so I just put my arms around him and pulled him closer to me.

“Don’t be sorry, I should be the one apologizing,” I stated truthfully. “I’m sorry for scaring you.”

“It’s alright…”

“So was there a reason you woke me up?” He looked down, kinda like he was sad.

“I just wanted you to be awake… I didn’t like being the only one awake… I’m sorry, I just kinda got scared…” he seemed really guilty about the situation.

“It’s fine, and I understand. We’ll be going back home today, are you ready to go home?” He nodded, seeming very eager to be back at our house. I had to admit, from his perspective, I’d hate being in a hospital. I’d be wanting to go home right away and not spend a night here.

We waited for a bit, talking about random things. There wasn’t really much to catch up on since we already told each other what happened within the last year. He became much more scared and clingy, however, as I stated earlier, I understood why he was like that. He didn’t have any comfort for the last year so it makes sense that he would be clingy to me.

“Hello,” a nurse came walking in. Shoto clung to me more, tightening his grip around me. “It’s time for you to get discharged now.” I looked at Sho who looked kinda scared.

“It’s okay, I’ll be with you the whole time,” I comforted, which made him a bit more calm. He let go of me, allowing me to stand up, and he attempted to stand, although he was really wobbly on his feet. I mean, it’d make sense because he hasn’t really walked within the past year. I held onto him, making sure he didn’t fall as I helped escort him to where he was going to get discharged.

We sat there for a while, Shoto hugging me the whole time. The nurses told me about all the things I’d have to help Sho with, which I paid attention to. I wanted to help him the best I could, and this would help me know what he needs. The nurses also suggested I hire a physiatrist for his trauma, which I’d probably do once we got back to the house.

It took forever for them to stop talking, but once they were done I had a sigh of relief. My husband was still hugging me, so I glanced behind at him.

“Well aren’t you cute,” I whispered to myself. He was calmly sleeping peacefully, and was probably the most peaceful I’ve seen him yet. I had to admit, he was adorable, although I couldn’t stay here so I picked him up bridal-style and walked out of the building.

I brung him to our car, put him in the passenger seat and drove off into the sunset… we didn’t actually. We just drove down the road because our house wasn’t far from the hospital. He woke up when we were about half-way down the road.

“What’s going on,” he asked once he woke up. I quickly took a small glance over at him and he was clinging to the seat, almost terrified. I felt bad for him, although there was nothing I could really do about it.

“We’re going home. You got discharged from the hospital so we’re going home now,” I stated, trying to be as calm as possible around him, although he still seemed really scared.

“Is there gonna be anyone else there,” he asked while stuttering. I felt terrible about his situation.

“Don’t worry, the only people there will be you and I. There won’t be anyone else there, I promise.” He was silent for a few seconds, probably thinking about something or deciding if I was truthful or not.

“Okay,” was all he said. He calmed down a bit, not being so clingy to the seat as we pulled into the driveway.