After a failed suicide attempt and memory loss, Andrew's in the psychiatry ward and is being looked after by a cute nurse always on the move! Maybe almost dying isn't so bad if he gets to see such an angel... well, more like a fallen angel, he's com...
WARNING: This series will include; possible inaccurate medical procedures and medical setting, gore, toxic relationships that should NOT be replicated in real life, murder, yanderes, cursing, suicide mentions, implications of misandry (male misogyny), and possibly more.
Inaccurate canon-timeline (this is before Ashley and Andrew murdered their parents).
Reader has a small fear of adult men/rape and has a history of suicide attempts.
This story is posted on Tumblr (along with other headcannons and characters) under the account "StellarConstellations" and it's on AO3 as "StellarConstellations401"
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"Can you say 'aaaaaah?'" (Y/N) drawled out.
Her patient, little eight-year-old Lou, opened his mouth widely like a lion and 'aaaaaah'ed for her as she shined her mediscope light down into his throat, checking his tonsils, uvula, throat's lining, gums, and tongue.
"Mmm, I see. You can close your mouth now. Good job, Lou!" she cheered as the kid beamed. "He has enlarged tonsils. Do you hear him snore at night?" she questioned, turning her attention to the concerned mother.
"He snores so loud he's woken us up from across the house." His mother sighed. "Is that bad?"
"Does he have problems focusing in school because he's tired. Taking naps that are over an hour multiple times a week?" (Y/N) asked.
"Yes. His teacher complained just last week about him sleeping in class during a spelling test." Lou's mother confirmed.
"I see. Lou, do you have any problems sleeping? Like do you wake up multiple times a night?" (Y/N) questioned, looking over towards the small boy.
"Maybe once or twice a night..." Lou muttered as he thought to himself.
"And does your throat hurt when you wake up?" (Y/N) questioned.
"Sometimes." He responded.
"How often do you get sick?" (Y/N) questioned.
"Honestly, we've lost count. This past year he's been sick at least three times." His mother admitted.
"And it's June. I see." (Y/N) nodded, grabbing her clipboard of papers and a pen. "Lou is experiencing obstructive sleep apnea due to his enlarged tonsils affecting his sleep, which is affecting his daytime behavior and is the cause of why he gets sick so often. I do recommend surgery to remove them. I'll write down some children hospitals near your area that specialize in pediatric surgery, that way we can get the right surgeon for the job." She explained, writing down hospitals, where they're located, and doctor names specializing in tonsil-study.
"Does this all sound about right, Doctor Ryan?" she questioned, turning her attention to the corner of the room where the doctor and her instructor stood, observing her performance.
