Måneskin Imagines ♡

Car accident (Ethan)

Requested by susanna001d 😊

You throw your head back in your chair and sigh. Anger, anxiousness, and upset begin to cloud your mind. It's 11pm and you've still not finished writing the article that your boss wanted doing by the end of the day.

Although you're in your dream job of being a writer, your toxic drive to have everything perfect is killing you. You've been staying up incredibly late at night to finish working on your writing. You know it's bad but if you stop, your brain will tell you that you're a failure and that you're not good enough.

Recently, your boyfriend Ethan has been noticing your behaviour- the late nights, the stress, the tears, and he urges you to rest and take breaks but you just can't.

"Y/n?" You hear a soft voice and a hand touch your shoulder. It is your sweet, friendly co-worker Aimee. "I think you should head home now love, it's really late and you need rest."
"No Aimee, I can't." You tell her "This article needs to be finished by today."
You begin to rub your temples as you feel a migraine coming on.

Aimee exhales and starts to lovingly rub your shoulder. "Y/n, no article is more important than your wellbeing. You seriously need to take a break sometime."
"Woah Aimes you sound just like my boyfr- wait...Ethan spoke to you?" You inquire.
Aimee is silent, her gaze falling to the floor.
"Wow!" You scoff in disbelief.
"Y/n, he's worried about you! We all are." She explains.
"So that makes it okay for you both to just speak about me behind my back?" You retort.
"Y/n, don't be mad at Ethan. He just loves you and cares about you!"
You are mad at Ethan. You can't believe he would talk to one of your co-workers about you.

"You know what? I'm done here!" You exclaim as you switch off your computer and grab your bag and coat.
"Y/n please don't be like that, I know you're stressed but-"
"You don't know anything!" You snap, shutting Aimee down. You then storm out of the room.

When you're in your car, you rummage through your bag to check the time on your phone. As you switch your phone on, you see that you have 8 missed calls from Ethan. You roll your eyes and put your phone back in your bag. You're most certainly not in the mood to talk to Ethan right now.
You then start the car and begin driving home.

As you're driving, your vision begins to blur. You blink multiple times and open your eyes wide, but the blur doesn't seem to fade. "Fuck I'm tired." You mutter to yourself. Suddenly, you feel another unrelenting migraine coming on, this one seemingly harsher than the previous. "Fuck!" You wince at the pain. You take one hand off the wheel and gently rub your temple. The exhaustion and burn out is now hitting you like a ton of bricks. You can barely keep your eyes open as you begin drifting off to sleep, although simultaneously your excruciating migraine is preventing you from doing so.

You begin losing all of your focus on the road, driving past a red light, when suddenly your car crashes into the one in front. You witness a few seconds of the crash before you completely black out.

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"Ugh." You groan, feeling incredibly groggy. You slowly open your eyes and find yourself in a bright, white environment, the smell of a medicine-like substance bombarding your senses.

You feel instantly panicked and sit up quickly, your breathing getting heavier.
"Y/n, shh shh calm down baby, it's okay." A gentle, familiar voice tells you.
You look to your side and see your boyfriend Ethan there, holding your hand tightly.
"W-what happened?" You stutter.
"You crashed your car last night when you were driving home from work." He explains, softly caressing your cheek.

Before you can say anything, a doctor walks in the room. "Hello Miss Y/l/n, how are you feeling?" She asks with a smile.
"Awful." You sigh.
The doctor looks at you sympathetically. "I have good news Y/n, it looks like you're going to be just fine. Luckily, your injuries weren't too severe."
Ethan smiles at you and kisses your forehead.
"However from now on you need to be making sure you get sleep at night." The doctor continues, her voice sounding stern yet kind.
"I will. Thank you." You reply with a smile.

Ethan turns to you "Y/n, I was so terrified. I thought I was going to lose you." He tells you, his voice getting choked up with emotion.
"Aw baby." You say as you bring his hand up to your mouth and kiss it.
"And I'm so sorry for talking to Aimee about you, she told me you got mad about it. I just asked her to keep an eye on you beca-"
"No, Ethan it's fine. I know that you only did it because you care about me." You smile.
Ethan's face softens knowing that you now understand.

"I love you." You say softly as you get lost in your lover's gorgeous brown eyes.
"I love you more." He replies with his adorable, beautiful smile.
"Why don't you get in the bed with me? It's big enough." You propose.
"Really Y/n? We're in a hospital." Ethan chuckles.
"So? I wanna cuddle!" You reply.

Ethan gets in the bed with you, scooting in behind you as you're both lying on your side. He puts his warm, strong arms around your waist and rests his head on your shoulder. He places a kiss on your cheek.
Your heart fills with warmth and love as Ethan holds you in his arms. You love him more than anything in the world and you're so grateful to have him always looking out for you.