Purplemike stuff

He's getting worse

At the hospital

When doctors came out, I and scott asked about him.

"I'm sorry to inform you of these results, but Mr. Schmidt has found that he has many mental and physical problems."

My heart sank.

It was too much.

It's all because of me.

"Oh.... when can we see him?"

"Oh,...yes...you can see him but he's in a coma right now. Does he have some mental problems and stress?"

"....yes."

"Well, that's the problem. He doesn't want to wake up. His dream is just too sweet for him."

"I wonder what dream he's dreaming...anyway thank you."

"No problem."

"Vincent, what should we do? He's in a coma because of us...poor Mike..."

"Not because of us. it's only my fault."

"..did you do something to him?"

"...yeah... I..kissed him and broke his heart...."

"VINCENT!"

I was shocked. He shouted.

"...! Sorry, sorry. I was too stressed about that. But... why did you do this..."

".. I thought he would say 'no' or something..."

"......phew....now what should we do..."

...

2 months later

Scott POV

We were together for 5 months. We visited Mike each weekend.

-brring-brrrriiing-

"Hello?......ok.we'll be there soon."

"What's happening?"

"Mike woke up."

We drive to the hospital where Mike is.

Mike was watching out the window. he had multiple IVs.

"Mike."

Mike slowly turned his head to Vincent.

He didn't say a word but watched him blankly.

His lips were chapped and dark circles were under his eyes.

It was simply a haggard look that I couldn't see with my eyes open.

This tore Vin's heart apart more and the guilt in his heart deepened day by day.

He blinked with difficulty and stared blankly at the hospital ceiling.

"Mike, say something please."

"...."

"Oh, Mike...."

When he saw Vin's face again, He started to cry again.

And then the nurse came in and injected him with something and he fell asleep.

"Um, sir, can I ask you what did you inject into him?"

"Oh, this is a tranquilizer. If the patient comes to his senses again, he needs to get another medicine, so please press the bell next to him."

What have we done?

He just becomes worse and worse.

His tears were flowing down. Vincent wiped the tears away from his cheeks.

Mike's long lashes were flinching.

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