All The Crime Show Imagines

Needed Distraction - Will Halstead

I couldn't believe I was stuck in that hospital room, waiting for the doctor to come back with my test results. The sterile smell and the constant beeping of machines were starting to get on my nerves. I absentmindedly flipped through a magazine, my mind wandering to anything but the situation at hand.

Just then, Will Halstead walked in with a kind smile on his face. I was surprised to see him. We had struck up an unlikely friendship during my time at the hospital, and I appreciated his company more than I cared to admit.

"You're still here?" I asked, trying to keep my tone light. "You don't have to keep me company, you know."

He chuckled as he pulled up a chair and sat down beside my bed. "Well, I figured you might be bored out of your mind sitting here alone."

I shrugged, unable to hide the gratitude in my eyes. "Yeah, well, I guess I am. Thanks for saving me from the brink of insanity."

Will leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed casually. "It's no problem. I've had my fair share of hospital stays, so I know how mind-numbing they can be."

I smiled, appreciating his understanding. We had shared stories about our past hospital experiences, forming a bond over the absurdity of medical procedures and the peculiar characters you meet along the way.

As we chatted about random topics, I realized how easy it was to talk to Will. There was a natural flow to our conversation, and his presence was surprisingly comforting. It was as if he knew just what to say to keep my mind off the anxiety that had been building up since I arrived.

"You know," he said, breaking the comfortable silence that had settled between us, "sometimes a bit of distraction is all you need to get through these situations."

I nodded, grateful for his wisdom. "You're right. Thanks for being my distraction, Will."

He grinned, his eyes lighting up. "Anytime, YN. Just remember, you're not alone in this."

I felt a warmth spread through my chest, and for the first time since I'd been admitted, I didn't feel quite so alone. Will's presence, his genuine concern, it all meant more to me than I could express.

As we continued to talk, I realized that the connection we had was something special. It was a platonic bond that had formed in the most unexpected circumstances. And in that moment, sitting in that hospital room, I was grateful for his company, for his ability to turn a mundane and worrisome situation into something that didn't seem so daunting after all.

As Will and I were engrossed in our conversation, the door to my hospital room swung open once again. This time, Dr. Natalie Manning walked in, her presence commanding attention. She was the kind of doctor who exuded confidence and compassion in equal measure.

"YN," she greeted me with a warm smile, her eyes moving from me to Will and back. "I see you've got some company."

I looked at Will, a hint of amusement in my eyes. "Looks like I'm not as alone as I thought."

Natalie chuckled softly and stepped closer to the bed. "Well, I'm glad to see you're keeping good company. How are you feeling?"

"Anxious, mostly," I admitted with a half-smile. "Waiting for test results is never fun."

Natalie nodded in understanding, her gaze sympathetic. "I know the feeling. But you're in good hands here."

I glanced between Natalie and Will, a sense of gratitude washing over me. These two had gone out of their way to keep me company and offer support during a time when I felt vulnerable. It meant more to me than words could express.

"You know," Will chimed in, his tone light, "we were just discussing the art of distraction. Turns out, I'm quite skilled in that area."

Natalie raised an eyebrow playfully, her lips quirking into a smile. "Oh, is that so?"

I chuckled, feeling a warmth in my chest. "Yeah, he's been regaling me with tales of his hospital adventures."

Will feigned offense, placing a hand over his heart. "Hey, those stories are gold! You can learn a lot from them."

Natalie and I shared a knowing glance, and for a moment, the three of us were connected in a way that felt unexpectedly comforting. Despite the hospital setting and the uncertainty hanging over me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie.

"Well, I should probably let you two carry on," Natalie said, her gaze shifting to me. "But remember, YN, if you have any questions or concerns, don't hesitate to reach out."

"Thank you, Natalie," I replied sincerely. "I really appreciate it."

As she left the room, I turned back to Will, a genuine smile on my face. "You see? Even Dr. Manning thinks you're a good distraction."

Will leaned back in his chair, a proud grin on his face. "I've always known I have a talent for keeping people entertained."

I laughed, shaking my head. "You're something else, Will."

Our conversation continued, seamlessly transitioning from light-hearted banter to deeper topics. With Will by my side, the weight of my worries seemed to lessen, and the hospital room felt a little less sterile and intimidating. As the minutes turned into hours, I found myself grateful for this unexpected friendship that had blossomed amid the chaos of the hospital. And in that moment, surrounded by the presence of two caring individuals, I realized that maybe I didn't have to face everything alone after all.